#don't worry about how this wasnt in michelle and andys video

[emmyrosee]

https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZTRtCg7w6/

I keep seeing this couple on my fyp but I can’t help but immediately think of Atsumu reacting the same way lol

STOP NO I LITERALLY LOVE THEM SO MUCH AND I WANT THEM TO ADOPT ME LIKE, YESTERDAY PLS-

Like I firmly think atsumu is completely immune to your ridiculousness, but every once in a while, you do, manage, to catch him off guard.

Like he’s so comfortable with you that he’s more likely to vibe with whatever crazy thing you’re doing, but the minute he sees that big ass glass, that you’re filling with wine, he’s just… amused.

“Babe?”

You ignore him, just continuing to pour the wine in silence, and despite the absolute cackles that want to peal from your throat, you are determined to keep this damned facade.

“There’s no way in hell I’m letting you drink all of that,” he snorts, tossing his phone to the side to watch you. You glare at him as you shake the last droplets of wine out. “So… do we need to talk?”

“No- just a long day.”

“Yeah. So how about the other six glasses of wine that are in there?”

And listen. You feel mean, but anything for the bit; you snarl and turn to shoot daggers at him, “I’m fine, Atsumu.”

And look. LoOK.

If before, this was all a joke to him, it becomes so real when you say his physical, actual birth name, face slacking and paling in nervousness.

“Wait. Wait, baby-“

You take a sip, desperate to fight the smile that wants to reside on your cheeks. “You… you’re not drinking that because of me, right?”

You say nothing. He slides off the couch next to you, “because we can talk. I don’t know exactly what I did, but please, we can talk about it, I’m sorry-“

“Atsumu,” you sigh, taking another sip. Your cheeks puff out from the wine, and- god, he’s just too fucking good- when his hand gently comes up to move your head to look at him, your lips press together to spit a fine mist of the wine at his face.

He scrunches up, unamused, and when you finish the spray, he gives you the blankest look he can muster, but the glimmer of mischief is prominent.

"You got five seconds to run before I dump this whole glass on your head."

He definitely didn't need to tell you twice