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He called those annoying fangirls 'squealing pigs'. But he called Suna (y/n) 'disgusting pig'.
At first, they hate each other but things take a deadly turn.
No matter what happens, t...
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Reader POV
No matter how hard I tugged at the chains, they wouldn't break.
I even thought about dislocating my thumb so I could get my hand out, but it wasn't worth it.
I didn't even have the key with me.
Hours passed until I heard a noise in the twins' room.
It was Osamu packing for their trip that he was going to take with his parents outside the prefecture so he could go look at possible colleges.
No matter how much noise, he still wouldn't come.
I could hear him, but he couldn't hear me.
I watched from the window as Osamu and the Miya parents left the house and drove away in their car.
By the time I saw Atsumu, the sky was dark, hinting that he must've come from practice.
I heard the door unlock and he came into the hidden space in the attic.
"(y/n)~" he sang. "I have a question for you."
His face appeared in the dim fairy lights, casting a shadow over his face...and making his brown eyes glow in the dim lighting.
"Tell me about your relationship with Akagi, won't you?"
"What relationship?" I looked at him with a confused stare.
He chuckled and threw a knife onto the ground.
It had remnants of what looked to be someone's eye...
"Akagi told me he liked you. What did you do to entice him into liking you?~"
Akagi likes me?
"I didn't do anything," I said. "I only see him as a best friend, nothing more."
"Okay. But would you love him if I told you he's dead?"
"Excuse me?"
He showed me a bag that had latex gloves and blood in it. "What do you think I did?"
My eyes widened. "Miya...you wouldn't kill Akagi?"
"That's it." He unchained me and pinned me down onto the floor. "I've had enough of you calling me by my last name."
I gasped when I felt his hands hook underneath his plaid pants that he gave me.
He had dressed me from head-to-toe in his clothing, so technically he had the right to take them back. Not that I wanted him to.
"I'm going to fuck you so hard that you won't be able to think of any other name but mine." His mouth latched onto my neck as he relieved us of our clothing. "I want you to shout my name, (y/n)."
He was deaf to my pleas for him to stop.
"Stop struggling!" He spat. He leaned over. "I'm so glad I invested in these."
I heard the clicks and opened my eyes, only to see my hands cuffed to the cot's side.
He didn't even do any foreplay.
He slid into me and I gasped in pain.
"Ah, shit. You're as tight as I remember." He leaned his head back as his hips started to work. "Fuck, baby..."
"Miya! Please stop!!"
"No." He leaned over me and slapped my face. "I don't care how long it takes. I'm going to wreck you, (y/n). You're going to scream out my name."
Though one could argue that Miya was technically his name, I understood what he wanted me to call him.
He violently slammed into me, making this painful.
I wasn't enjoying this, and it was clear.
Someone...please hear my prayers and let me get the fuck out of here.
My ex has gone completely psycho.
"Ha...haaa...." I began to feel my release as the pain turned to pleasure.
"That's right. Fucking moan for me." He grabbed my legs and wrapped them around himself, kissing my lips. "Moan my name."
I didn't want to.
His movements slowed down painfully slow. "Come on, (y/n). You know what to do."
"Atsu..."
"What?" I could tell he used all of his willpower to stop completely.
"Atsumu..."
He kissed my collarbone. "Good. But I want to hear it louder."
My hands longed to wrap themselves around his neck and kill him, but I couldn't.
His movements got more rough and I felt the cot underneath us start to break.
"Shit."
He unchained me quickly and pinned me against the wall, fucking me like that as the cot collapsed onto the wood floors.
"Ah!! Atsumu~" Even though this was so fucking wrong, I couldn't help my body's natural reaction to such things.
He saw my hands moving towards his neck and he grabbed both of them, pinning them above my head. "Tch. You think you can kill me, baby girl? You should know that Daddy won't let you."
He rolled his hips as I threw my head against the wall, exposing my neck and collarbone more.
"Shit..." he sucked on my skin, making dark red marks on me. "I won't let you cum until you're screaming my name."
He halted and the knot disappeared.
He then slammed back into me, moving at a more intense force.
"Please!" I whimpered.
"Then who owns you?"
"No one!"
He slapped my face. "Who owns you?"
"You do! Fuck, take me!"
"Then you know what to do, baby girl." He fucked me harder into the wall, cursing in my ear.
"ATSUMU!! PLEASE!!"
"Good girl."
My orgasm came like a tsunami.
Each wave after another was far greater than the last. I wrapped my arms around him, biting his shoulder as he rode out my high.
I felt a warm liquid inside me, and I knew he finished inside.
He pulled out moments later. "Are you okay?" His hands gently touched my weak knees.
"I...I'm sore."
"Okay. I'll run us a bath." Atsumu carried me down the attic. "But if you try to escape, I'm going to fucking murder Rintarou and your brother. He just got back from Seoul."