"what truth?" atsumu asked the redhead who walked towards you, the smirk on her face never left.

"oh you know, how [L/N] here actually isn't your girlfriend?" she laughs. the crowd behind heather started to whisper to each other, some of it you could actually hear.

"wait, what?"

"are they not actually dating?"

"is she just another fling?"

"but atsumu confirmed it last week! i heard it!"

you gulped in fear. that was it, your whole secret was out. what was atsumu gonna do now? is he actually going to tie you up in his basement and leave you for the rats? your thoughts weren't helping you at this point. you forgot that your hand was still holding atsumu's, he felt you shaking a little as your fingertips got even colder.

he looks at heather, his eyebrows raising up as he displayed his usual smug expression. "oh really now? and where did you get that from?"

"from [L/N] herself." heather crossed her arms in front of her chest, her hips swayed on one side. "i heard her talking about it with suna in her classroom."

suna? what was suna doing in her room? atsumu thought. he glanced back at you, looking for some kind of confirmation. "you told suna about it?" he whispered loud enough for you to hear.

"a-atsumu i–"

"so, atsumu, seems like you're back on the market?" heather winks at the blonde, feeling victorious now that she'd known the truth. "i'll be taking you back soon, don't worry."

you couldn't look at atsumu directly in shame. it was all because of you now that everyone knew the truth. you slowly let go of his hand, feeling his warmth leave your palm. "i'm sorry..." you whispered.

"i knew he wouldn't actually date her!"

"did she force him to do all this? poor atsumu-san."

"why would she even do this? for fame?"

the whispers started to get louder and louder. your knees began to feel weak, the sickness in your stomach worsened. you just wanted to leave, you wanted to run but it seems as though your feet were glued to the ground.

"everyone will ya shut yer trap?!" atsumu yells out of nowhere, startling everyone including you. he balled his fists, looking back at the crowd and at heather who was in front of him. "you think we're faking all of this huh?" he took a step closer to you, grabbing your waist with his hand. your eyes widened in shock as he pulled you to him, your body in close contact with his. with atsumu's other hand he grabs your chin, tilting it up making you look at him directly.

"ya really think i'd be fake dating a girl like [Y/N]? think again." before you knew it he closed the gap between you two, letting his lips touch yours.

"w-wait! atsumu just–"

"is this really happening in front of us?"

"kyaa!"

it was a quick kiss. after letting his tongue roam at your bottom lip, he sighed when he realized you weren't letting him in. he pulls back, turning back to the crowd with a smug smile.

"well? you got anythin' to say, heather?" the redhead was still in shock. she stood there like a rock, unable to move. the people in the crowd had to drag her away from the two of you so she could get out of her place.

meanwhile, your heartbeat sped up rapidly. you felt your face heating up, the nervousness from before replaced you with a very flustered expression. "w-what... why did you just..."

atsumu felt a little sorry for kissing you out of nowhere like that, but that was the only plan he could think of at that moment. he saw your flustered state, finding it hard not to find it adorable. "come with me." he says, grabbing your hand and walking towards the top of the stairs close to the rooftop.

"quit dragging me everywhere!" you tried to resist but his grip was far too strong. he released your wrist soon after you were at the top. he pushed you back against the wall, his arm trapping you on one side.

"atsumu what're you–"

"is this why yer so nervous earlier princess?" he brought his face closer to you like he did a few moments ago. since it was kind of dark at the top, you could barely see anything around you except from him.

"i-i'm sorry okay! we were just talking about it, i didn't know someone heard–"

"why didn't you just tell me? you had to talk about it with suna out of all people?" he was so close to you your noses were a few centimeters from touching. your breath hitched, the space between the two of you made yourself anxious. "why did i have to find out through heather?"

"i didn't want you to be mad at me." you reply, trying to keep calm.

"i wouldn't be mad at you [Y/N]." he rests his forehead against yours, his hair tickling your forehead. "i'm just pissed. pissed at myself."

your brows furrowed in confusion. "why would you be pissed at yourself? i'm the one who–"

"i'm pissed at myself for feeling like this." he cuts you off.

"for feeling what, exactly?"

he couldn't tell you, he didn't have the guts to. he can't tell you how much he actually cared for you and how much you drove him crazy, especially with the look on your face after he kissed you.

"atsumu?" you waited for his reply. instead, you heard him click his tongue before cupping your cheeks and brought his face closer to you.

"this." his lips met yours again, you felt the hunger on his lips as he did so. you shut your eyes in the process, not knowing what to do next. you didn't kiss him back earlier, you didn't know if it was right. but this time, your hands found its way to the bottom of his shirt, tugging it while your lips unexpectedly kissing him back.

your heart pounded inside your chest as your lips moved in sync with his. atsumu's eyes were half open, peeking to see what you looked like only to regret it after realizing how it tempted him much more. you felt him asking for permission to let him in so you opened your mouth, letting his tongue explore yours. soon, you both pulled back from the lack of air. you tried to catch your breath, your mind still processing what just happened.

"now you kiss me back." atsumu pulled his hands away from your cheeks. "didn't know yer a good kisser princess."

"and you're a really bad one." you lied. your heart said other wise, the thoughts in your head said otherwise.

"the blush on yer face says otherwise." he ran his finger on your bottom lip, a smirk never leaving his face as you stared at each other.

"why?" you whispered, ignoring his teasing. "why would you kiss me again?"

atsumu scoffs before pulling away causing you to let go of the bottom of his shirt. "punishment."

"punishment?"

"ya didn't think i'd let ya go that easily after almost exposing our secret now don'tcha?" he retracted his arm that was trapping you on the side and puts it back on the pockets of his pants. "do it again and expect more than just a kiss."