ok so kind of an important question

should i edit atsumu's accent to a normal one or should i continue w what i do? i read some people find it hard to read so i wanna know if u guys would like me to edit it to a normal one or not kajshah

hours have passed since you and atsumu had began studying. although you were distracted by having heated make out sessions here and there (which was his so called reward), you managed to finish studying for the test.

"finally that's done." you yawned and checked for the time.

"you sleepy?" atsumu asked while bringing the textbooks back to his bag.

"kinda... didn't know it was this late already."

"wait what time is it?"

"uh..." you paused to read the clock that was hanging on your wall. "quarter to eleven?"

atsumu froze in place, not realizing it had already been this late. "shit." the boy immediately hurries in trying to get his stuff into his bag.

"something wrong?" you asked, noticing his change of action.

"she's gonna be pissed." he replied.

"...who is?"

"my mom." atsumu stood up from the kotatsu with his bag slinging onto his shoulders. "see ya tomorrow princess." he gave you a quick peck on the lips before exiting the door.

"bye." you said but he had already closed the door behind him. you sighed, wondering if he was actually gonna get it trouble. you decided to call it a day and went to go shower before going to sleep.

it was around 1am when you were awoken by the sound of your window making a noise. it sounded like something was hitting the glass so you went to go see it despite you being half a sleep.

you turned on the lights as you rubbed your eyes, opening the curtain to see what it was about. there, you saw atsumu wearing a black hoodie with a bag behind him.

your eyes widen when you saw him. you quickly opened the window and whispered loudly, "what are you doing here?!"

"can... can you let me in please? i'll explain later."

you didn't hesitate to let him in and signalled for him to go to the front door. you speed walked through the entrance of the house, opening the door to let atsumu in.

"so? care to tell me why you had to throw rock at my window at one in the morning?" you placed your hands on your hips and wait for his answer.

"okay first of all, you still have my number blocked so i couldn't call ya." he frowns, setting down the bag he was carrying on the sofa.

"...i do?" you furrowed your brows in confusion. you don't remember blocking atsumu at all, but then again maybe oikawa did it when you weren't looking.

"and second, i uhm..." he paused, trying to shift his gaze somewhere else. "my mom wouldn't let me in the house..."

"what?" you didn't want to laugh at the situation but couldn't help not to. you could just imagine pleading at his mother to let him in, but wouldn't because her son went home so late.

"samu was asleep so he couldn't help me. now i can't go back 'til tomorrow so... can you let me crash here for tonight?" he gave you another one of his pleading looks which was hard to say no to.

"sure." you agreed. "you're lucky tomorrow's a weekend."

"thanks babe." he said. "i'll sleep here then." he points at the sofa.

"why not sleep next to me?" you tilt your head.

"w-what?" atsumu stuttered, not expecting you to say that.

"you're my boyfriend after all, i guess there's nothing wrong with it right?"

atsumu didn't know if you were oblivious or not, but you were offering it so he just accepted it. "i really didn't expect you to be this bold."

"we are not doing anything unnecessary got it?" you have him a blank stare.

"y-yes ma'am."

"good. let's head to bed then." atsumu follows you to your room, only now noticing that you were wearing a button up pajama which he found really adorable.

"you should take a shower, did you bring clothes?"

"yeah i have a spare in my bag because of practice."

"you can use the bathroom in my room," you pointed at the door.

"thanks princess." he walked towards the door with the bag he brought with him then locks it when he finally stepped inside. atsumu would be lying if he said he wasn't nervous, it was his first time spending the night in your house.

it wasn't like this when he would usually stay over at one of his flings house before, this was different. he was actually serious about the whole relationship thing and he wanted to not fuck up as much as possible.

"i'm thinking about it too much." he thought, finally undressing himself and turning on the faucet to shower.

about ten minutes later, the boy got out of the shower with his hair slightly damp. he saw your figure laying down your bed, the devut wrapped around most part of your body.

"did she fall asleep...?" he mutters, walking quietly towards you incase you actually were.

he went to sit on the other side of the bed and checked up on you, only to find your eyes closed while your mouth slightly hung open. atsumu felt his heart beat faster as he stared at you. he finally lied down beside you, your bodies facing each other. he couldn't help but to feel tempted on kissing you at this moment, but refused to do so.

"good night, princess." he whispered, before letting his eyes close and falling into a deep slumber with you.

when you woke up that morning, you felt something tight wrapped around your waist which unabled you to get out of bed. you peeled your eyes open only to realize that it was atsumu's arms wrapped around you as if not wanting to let go.

"tsumu?" you called, hoping he was awake.

"...yeah?" he replied, his face facing your back.

"can you let go of me please?" you slightly pat the arms that was hugging you.

"no." he buried his face on your back.

"please? i'll make breakfast."

"five more minutes."

you knew you had no other option but to catch him off guard at this point. "please babe?" you said.

you felt his grip softening, surprised at what you just called him. "did you just-"

you quickly got off his grip and stood up from the bed. "my charm never fail on you do they?" you smiled triumphantly. "what can i say? i'm amazing."

"you caught me off guard." he pouts as he sat on the bed.

"yeah yeah. anyway, i'll go make breakfast now. you can go take a shower if you want." you start to walk out of your room, leaving the blonde haired boy behind.

you checked takeru's roon first and unsurprisingly, he was still asleep. usually on weekends he would wake up really late so you wouldn't expect him to have breakfast with you and atsumu. you went downstairs to the kitchen and prepared everything you need to cook breakfast.

you started the pan and cracked some eggs to make an omelette and added some vegetables inside. as another dish, you just simply fried some bacon from the fridge.

when atsumu went downstairs, the smell suddenly hit him making his stomach growl. he saw your figure on the counter, mixing something. he took it upon himself to sneak up behind you to wrap his arms around your waist and he rests his chin on your shoulder.

you instantly smelled the scent of your shampoo when he went by. "yes?" you asked.

"are you almost done?" he asked.

"nearly. wait at the table, it won't be long."

"why? i can just stay like this." he placed a quick peck on your neck which tickled you a little.

"it'd be hard to move!"

"no it won't."

"yes it will!"

"it wooon't!"

"it will!"

"honey? who is this?" a voice behind the two of you startled you causing atsumu's grip on your waist to let go in the process. you and atsumu looked behind you to see who the voice belonged to. in front of you was a woman wearing an expensive looking attire with a pair of sunglasses on top of her head. she had two suitcases behind her, and a large branded purse on her shoulder.

"m-michiko signora?" atsumu stutters at the sight.

"mom?" you stared at your mother, wide eyed.

the boy beside you blinks, "mom?"