Chapter 6

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Yum, that's the only thing that runs Atsumu's mind, the way his tongue touched the food you made so heavenly, he wanted to cry, all those time of being away from games, eating in five star restaurants and never had any homemade cooks in a while, it really was a thing to miss.

But his face remains blank as he munches through the food while you and Osamu strikes up a conversation with each other calmly, the way you two talked to each other like seems like you both were used to it, to talk and enjoy this delicious foods.

He eyes you one more time, giggling while one of the side of your cheek had formed a round mountain indicating food was still in their, your eyes disappears while you smile at what Osamu had said and Atsumu quickly looks away before he can catch himself looking for a longer than a second.

Damn it, he curses to himself as he clenches his fist around his chopstick whilst puffing his cheeks out to try and hold his composure.

"Atsumu-san?" But the way you called his name, he looks up only to meet your dazzling eyes that brings him to utopia. Why was he even feeling this all so suddenly, you weren't even that attractive looking.

"Yeah?" He casually replies, putting one of the eggs you sliced in his mouth as you only replies by grabbing some sushi for days by your chopstick before placing it on his plate.

"You need to eat more, I heard good food is excellent for athletes." You say with a smile as if you weren't being called a midget when you first encountered each other.

"Listen to her, she's the reason why I still have my build til this day." Osamu says before also grabbing a piece of seafood by his chopstick and placing it right in Atsumu's plate.

"You're exaggerating, Osamu-san. You're totally leaving out those 40kg of rice you carry everyday." You tease, before stuffing your mouth with delicious rice.

"She sleeps here?" Atsumu, being awfully quiet all throughout the dinner finally asks a question.

"Yeah, her house is actually 4 hours away." Osamu excuses, trying to act calm and casual before eating.

"Then how did you meet her?" Atsumu tries to interrogate.

"Well, she was a friend of one of my employees and my employee was actually the one seeking for a job for her dear friend." Osamu explains, surprisingly enough her lie was believable enough for Atsumu to nod his head to.

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