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“Ma’am, be honest,” Atsumu tilts his phone to the old lady sitting next to him on the bus. “What do ya think of that guy?”
“I-I’m sorry dear?” She asks, blinking in between the tinder profile and Atsumu’s face.
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single dad Atsumu/pining Kiyoomi
“Omi-Omi! Can I get on your shoulders?” The little boy asks, a big sunny smile on his lips, one of his front teeth missing. “Pleaaaase?”
Kiyoomi looks down at him and calmly says, “No.”
“Okay!” The boy chirps, unbothered,
“Okay, truth or dare?”
Kiyoomi stares for an awfully long minute before he says, “No.”
“Truth or daaaare.” Atsumu sing songs. “It’s my birthday, ya gottaaaa.”
When he gets nothing but a stare, the blond lifts an eyebrow, “Ya wouldn’t wanna make me sad now would ya, Omi?”
40yo College professor Omi/28yo Uni Coach Atsumu + scheming students
“Sir? Do you have a minute?”
The professor glances at the time, “I have exactly four, so make it quick.”
Sakusa straightens up from where he was leaning over his desk, closing his powerpoint.
#sakuatsu
#skts
Kiyoomi doesn’t know when it starts, the first time he notices is at a fans’ event.
An impressive line stretches from the front of their table, snaking down to the door and Kiyoomi already feels his skin crawling from all the hands he’ll have to shake.
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“It’s three in the morning, Atsumu.”
“Time isn’t real, Omi-kun.”
And with that he pushes past Kiyoomi into his apartment.
Looking into an invisible camera, Kiyoomi gives a flat stare to the wall.
A leaked clip of actors Atsumu and Kiyoomi prompts a journalist to ask how long they had been dating.
The clip is of Omi coming up behind the blond and Atsumu leaning back in his chest with a smile, pressing a kiss to his jaw, eyes full of love.
“Funny thing is,” Atsumu says.
“Ya know what I miss?”
Kiyoomi looks to his left, head moving languidly, weighted by alcohol.
“Snugglin’.” Atsumu answers his own question, hugging his fifth —sixth?— beer to his chest where he’s sprawled on the couch.
When he meets Kiyoomi’s gaze, his eyes are half-lidded.
When Sakusa was told he’d be paired up with a wildlife biologist, he never pictured someone like Miya Atsumu.
Actually, he pictured the /exact opposite/ of Miya Atsumu.
Osamu barges into the kitchen right when Atsumu sneaks an onigiri out of the fridge. The blond freezes.
“Oi!”
He yells around a mouthful, “I didn’t even do anythin’! I—”
But Osamu clearly has other worries, he urgently whispers, “I need ya to flirt with the health inspector.”
#skts
#sakuatsu
Atsumu tightens his hold around Kiyoomi’s waist when the latter stumbles, long legs rendered clumsy by alcohol. “Wow there Omi.” Kiyoomi swears under his breath. “Be careful, let’s get ya back in one piece eh?”
He’s pulling the taller body along the sidewalk,
Day 2 - Single Parent
@sktsssweek
#sweetnspicy
“Don’t even think about it.”
Atsumu stops gawking at the gorgeous stranger to look to his left, then down, to find the little Sakusa Nao sending daggers his way.
Atsumu eloquently says, “Uh?”
“Atsumu, sweetheart, could you come here for a second?”
The light singing from the living room stops — right after Atsumu repeats “can I get a kiss? And make it last foreveeeer” for what must have been the hundredth time — and a few seconds later,
“Stupid, idiotic, foolish.” Kiyoomi hums as he looks up. “Moronic— that’s a word, right? Yes, moronic. Reckless, ludicrous.”
Atsumu sighs, holding the ice packet to his cheek. “Alright, are ya done?”
“No.” A glare. “I’m sure there are other synonyms. Oh! Inane.”
NSFW
#BottomiWeek2023
@bottomiweek
Day 5 / cockwarming + praise/degrade featuring streamer/camboy!Omi
“Atsumu.”
The clicking of keys stops as Kiyoomi’s hands still on the keyboard.
The blond threw his head back, groaning under his breath, hands gripping the armrests tight.
#sakuatsu
"I told you not to try it again.” Sakusa snaps, but Atsumu recognizes concern in his touch, panic in his eyes as he helps the blond to sit on the bench.
The locker room is empty except for them,
underground fighter!Atsumu/rich boy!Kiyoomi
“This has to be the most idiotic thing I’ve ever heard.” The dark-haired stranger mumbles in his wine glass, haughty and pompous.
Atsumu’s lazy gaze falls onto him, lips twitching up.
asexual Osamu coming out + a hint of sakuatsu bc I can't help it
“Don’t.”
Osamu’s stern voice forces Atsumu’s attention back to him instead of where Kiyoomi just disappeared past the front door. “Uh?”
“Don’t even think ‘bout it Tsumu, yer not sleepin’ with him.”
College Prof/Coach part 2
“First order of business.”
The whole team is lined up, deadly silent, as Atsumu puts his hands behind him, clipboard digging in his back.
“Which one of ya little shits went and told Professor Sakusa I thought he was pretty?”
40yo College professor Omi/28yo Uni Coach Atsumu + scheming students
“Sir? Do you have a minute?”
The professor glances at the time, “I have exactly four, so make it quick.”
Sakusa straightens up from where he was leaning over his desk, closing his powerpoint.
“Okay so I’ve got to pack some lunch, feed the cat, get dressed,” Kiyoomi quietly listens as Atsumu enumerates all he has to do before he leaves.
He did this often, ‘to put my thoughts in order so I don’t forget nothin’ Omi!’.
I need a Kiyoomi who figured himself out in college and Atsumu who meets him at a random club one night and in front of the long hair, sinfully tight revealing clothes and glittery cheeks stutters a quite incredulous, “Omi?”
And Kiyoomi takes one smirking look at him, leans in
“I don’t know man, parents just love me.” Atsumu shrugs, ice in his glass clinking as Bokuto slaps his thigh.
Hinata nods enthusiastically, bouncing on his chair. “It’s true though! My mom loves you, she’s always asking about you.”
#NSFWBokuAkaKuroKenWeek2023
“Wait.” Akaashi gently interrupts, his wine glass halfway to his lips. “Kuroo was your first?”
Laughter dies down as Bokuto turns to his boyfriend. “Uh? Oh yeah.” He chuckles again. “When we met in uni I was still a virgin and Kuroo, you know,
enemies to lovers skts
(with vampire!Kiyoomi and vampire!Bokuto)
Slamming the door shut behind him in an outburst truly unlike him, Kiyoomi shouts, “Bokuto, oh my god!”
Bokuto stops mid ab crunch, hanging upside down by the knees on the pull-up bar. “Kuku?”
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NSFW sakuatsu (light spanking and degradation kink)
Bodyguard!Kiyoomi/Idol!Atsumu
Sakusa thought he imagined it at first.
He was sitting on the couch in the hotel suite, just outside of Miya’s bedroom, when he heard the first noise.
“Oh come dance with us Kiyo!” Motoya is tugging on his arm, but only halfheartedly. “This is our jam!”
“I’ve never heard this song in my entire life.”
But his cousin isn’t listening, his eyes are set on the pretty girl he’s been trying to woo all night.
Motoya groans,
#sakuatsu
College AU // graphic NSFW, slutshaming
“Fuck, Omi—”
Hand buried in ugly blond hair, Kiyoomi pulls Atsumu’s head back until he gasps, sentence cut by a moan.
“I told you to be quiet.” A snap of his hips has the blond biting on his lips.
#angst
“Oh, Tsumu, hi.”
Uh.
Atsumu isn’t really sure what he just walked in on, but something is off. Suna’s usual lazy smile is tinged with nervousness, his hair a mess before he threads hasty hands through it where he’s sitting on the Miyas’ couch.
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Komori: So you went on a date at a restaurant and ended up flirting with the waiter?
Omi, shrugging: he was cuter
Komori: Kiyo, you can’t do that!
Omi: …
Omi: wanna see his Instagram?
Komori: …
Komori: well obviously
Omi pulling up Atsumu’s Instagram: look :)
Day 3 - “I didn’t know where else to go”
@sktsssweek
#sweetnspicy
villain!Omi/hero!Atsumu
Shivering in the rain, Atsumu holds his side and breathes out, “I-I didn’t know where else to go.”
The villain, arms linked on his threshold, blinks, thoroughly unimpressed.
Atsumu could handle mean, he grew up with a jackass of a twin and sarcastic bitches as best friends.
“You’re aware you’re basically just a cheap version of your brother, right?”
But Oikawa... Oikawa was the kind of mean you’d snort at on the spot only to cry about at night. +
#sktsspring
confessions / letters
Atsumu knew it was stupid.
“Why the hell would ya bother writing all those letters if yer never gonna give ‘em to him?” Osamu had asked back in high school,
Guys I’m gonna fucking cry, the cafe I’ve been going to once a week for the past few months, the place I consider my third place and have been so attached to— I told them this was my last visit before I move, and the barista just came out with a bag FULL of pastries just for me
#BottomiWeek2023
@bottomiweek
NSFW Day 1 / "Say you're mine"
“Say yer mine.”
Kiyoomi squeezes his eyes shut, “Fuck you.”
The blond only chuckles, “No I’m the one doin’ the fuckin’ here, sweetheart.”
Kiyoomi is /so/ close, has been for the past few minutes,
pls guys I used to have a crush on this gorgeous guy working at my local grocery store and after he changed jobs his colleagues admitted he was always excited to see me and ring me up, would talk about me— I just started a new job and guess who is the hot man delivering the mail?
skts meet-ugly // kinda angsty but happy ending, mentions of cheating (but not between skts)
The guy was probably high, Atsumu concluded, eyes drawn to dark curls despite his best efforts to focus on the food in front of him.
Sakusa cocks an eyebrow. “Are you going to question everything I say?”
The back and forth between a bashful and cocky Atsumu has Kiyoomi’s heart swelling.
“Depends.” He smirks. “Do ya like it?”
And Kiyoomi’s afraid he really, really does.
//tbc
#NSFWSkts2023
@sktsweek
Day 3 - only one bed
“Would you stop moving for a fucking second?”
Atsumu freezes.
Okay so Sakusa apparently wasn’t asleep, and if his tone is any hint, he was /pissed/.
But what’s new?
“I’m anxious, alright? We /have/ to win that game tomorrow and—“
#NSFWSktsWeek2023
Day 1 - Firsts
Kiyoomi was fucked. Which was pretty ironic considering he was a virgin.
He and Atsumu had been dating for a few weeks now, and tonight was the first time their kisses were taking a heated turn.
emotional hurt/comfort
Atsumu was having a bad day. Kiyoomi didn’t know what had happened, maybe nothing did, but now Atsumu was setting up on their couch with his favorite chips, a cocktail mix and Mamma Mia was queued up.
The song-along version so, a /bad/ day.
underground fighter Atsumu/rich boy Kiyoomi part 2
cw drugs and alcohol
By obedience from Sakusa or by pure coincidental fate, their paths does not cross again for an entire month.
Bokuto had already apologized an incalculable number of times for Sakusa’s behavior,
underground fighter Atsumu/rich boy Kiyoomi part 3
The next afternoon Atsumu is sitting on the counter, reading that book Kuroo lended him saying the blond would like it.
Kuroo was wrong (shocker) Atsumu doesn’t like it that much,
#SakuAtsuWeek2023
@sktsweek
Day 7 – Fake Dating + “I wouldn’t want anyone else”
“I think we should break up.” The guy says.
And Kiyoomi honest to god has to forcibly stop the confused: ‘We were dating?’ slipping out of his mouth.
son of the mayor Kiyoomi/volunteer Atsumu
tw germophobia
“I don’t like this.” Atsumu says, for what must be the fourth time that day.
Osamu is for sure rolling his eyes behind him. “Really? Woulda never thought.”
“There’s just tryin’ to use yer food bank for their campaign.
And when he finally kisses Atsumu, Roku squealing in excitement next to them, he decides he wouldn’t have it any other way.
//fin
Single dad Atsumu for the win 🥇I didn’t proofread so I apologize for any mistake! ❤️❤️
a mischievous glint in her eyes. “Care to join us?”
When Atsumu gets to meet the infamous grandson, he offers him a wide smile and a cheeky, “Well, heya Omi.”
And he gets a disgusted yet flustered once over as a handsome Kiyoomi bewilderedly asks, “Who the fuck is this?”
“I look awfully hot in that clip don’t ya all think?”
From backstage you can hear Kiyoomi screams, “Oh get over yourself! I’m right here on this too.”
Snickering, Atsumu mouths, “That’s my boyfriend.”
//the end 😙
Chef Osamu picking up a filet mignon to start his plating only to find there’s no plate on his work station, “Where the hell is my plate?”
Amidst the chaos of a kitchen during rush hour, a sheepish commis pipes up, “There’s none left, chef.”
Osamu blinks at his
#sakuastu
// nsfw allusions but like nothing happens yet
/Smack/ goes the glove onto Sakusa’s hand and Atsumu is very much staring.
The thing is, Atsumu doesn’t even have a glove kink, but maybe, /maybe/ he has a Kiyoomi kink.
#skts
#sakuatsu
// FashionDesigner!Kiyoomi x MovieStar!Atsumu
“My team will definitely be calling you again, I had so many compliments on my suit tonight.” Suna says, taking a sip from his champagne flute. “You’re really good at what you do Sakusa.”
Kiyoomi knows he is,
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Okay, fine, /maybe/ he was going to flirt with the health inspector.
Osamu’s restaurant would live to see another day.
//fin (I might continue this but on patreon with some glove kink porn 🙃)
Basically we had an health inspection at work and I was like wait wait wait— skts!
They get thrown out of the bar, but by the time they make it to Kiyoomi’s place, the score is already up to two.
//fin
Don’t mind me just experimenting before bottomi week 😌🫶🏻
#sakuatsu
Rich boy Kiyoomi/Stable hand Atsumu
“So, what do you think?” Takeda asks, but by the smile dancing on his lips they both know what Sakusa’s answer will be.
“You were right, they’re— good.”
Kiyoomi wasn’t one to give compliments easily,
When Kiyoomi ignores his hand in order to grab his face, bringing their lips together, Atsumu’s little delighted squeak gets lost in his mouth.
// fin
feeling soft for protecting Atsumu and smitten Omi rn, thank you for reading 💜
NSWish
“Take my jacket.” Kuroo insists, for the third time.
Daichi counters, for the third time: “I’m not cold.”
“You’re trembling.” His friend deadpans and Daichi tries as hard as he can to will his limbs to stop shaking.
When he shows up to the Sakusas’ to take Kiyoomi out on their third date, Nao slams the front door in his face and locks it.
Atsumu curses and races to the back door.
//tbc?
Sorry for typos, i didn’t proofread! I had this idea I needed to get out of my head before bed❤️
underground fighter!Atsumu/rich boy!Kiyoomi part 4
As always, Oikawa’s party is batshit crazy.
The music is way too loud for anybody to be able to hold a conversation,
underground fighter!Atsumu/rich boy!Kiyoomi
“This has to be the most idiotic thing I’ve ever heard.” The dark-haired stranger mumbles in his wine glass, haughty and pompous.
Atsumu’s lazy gaze falls onto him, lips twitching up.
“I got this, guys.” Atsumu smirks, but his voice sounds distant to his own ears and his head sure feels fucking heavy. “I’m gonna pull through.” He nods, almost in slow motion.
“Nobody is asking you to, you dumbass!” Sakusa’s shrieking real high right now for some reason,
“Truth or dare?”
The blond scoffs, but it’s a little delayed. “Dare of course, I ain’t a coward.”
Kiyoomi ignores the jab, tilting his head to press his lips against the blond’s earlobe.
Atsumu shivers before he even starts talking.
“I dare you to help me make it to four.”
#NSFWSkts2023
@sktsweek
Day 4 — Confessions + “Why are you blushing?”
NSFW Dacryphilia
Atsumu knew this movie was going to be sad, he just didn’t think it’d be /that/ sad.
It’s too late now to worry about it anyway,
“My little Omi is /way/ more handsome than any of these men.” She clicks her tongue. “He’s tall, just like you. And he’s very smart too, has a proper job.”
Atsumu tilts his head, amused, “Oh, does he now?”
“Yes.” She nods, proud.
“Okay, okay, this one you’ll never guess!”
Bokuto excitedly bets, passing a squared carrot wrapped in tape and cotton to Hinata, who hides a laugh in his hand as he dips it into Mayo.
An that’s /exactly/ why Kiyoomi refused to play this game.
because he needed to.
And with the joy blooming on Atsumu’s face, how could he ever regret it?
“I love you too, Omi.”
When Atsumu gifts him the cardigan, there’s a little heart knitted on the sleeve, right by Kiyoomi’s freaky wrist.
He smiles everytime he looks at it.
//fin
Somebody had asked Kiyoomi once, ‘why do you always do this at night?’
He’d responded that it was more fun that way, but the truth is it’s because he hates people.
Plus there was something about picking open those padlocks in the dark,
“Why do you always do this?”
“Do what?” Atsumu asks, his eyes still fixed on the guy that left to buy him a drink.
“Why do you always act so dumb around the people you want to sleep with?”
That finally gets Atsumu’s attention, who’s turning to smirk at his teammate.
I just think Kiyoomi would NEVER let Atsumu live it down if he went and done something stupidly reckless and got hurt, like Kiyoomi cares so much and got so scared he berates Atsumu for fifteen minutes straight and deprives him of sex for a full week
fighter!Atsumu/rich boy!Kiyoomi AU pt 5
“Ya could always come back ta my place.”
Okay then, great job brain, real smooth.
Kiyoomi’s head snaps to him so fast Atsumu flinches and almost steps back. Talk about intense.
"What?"
underground fighter!Atsumu/rich boy!Kiyoomi
“This has to be the most idiotic thing I’ve ever heard.” The dark-haired stranger mumbles in his wine glass, haughty and pompous.
Atsumu’s lazy gaze falls onto him, lips twitching up.
“Well sorry for doubtin’ yer word but ya gotta admit grandmas ain’t always the most objectives with their grandchildren!”
She gasps, affronted, “I told you he was a prick, didn’t I? I would have told you if he was ugly too!”
Well, kinda hard to argue with that logic. “I guess.”
When he walks back into the house, his knuckles are bleeding again, heart thundering in his chest.
//tbc
So I've got a new AU where Atsumu is a fighter who is a feelings virgin and Sakusa is a rich boy who's a virgin virgin and this is their first meeting <3 stay tuned
“And he’s caring and kind, despite what people might say.”
“And what might people say about him?”
She looks out the window, “That he’s a prick.”
That’s startles a cackle out of Atsumu, “Really?”
She shrugs again, “My little Omi is just very honest.”
#sakuatsu
NSFW for you to choose, polls at the end <3
Honestly, Sakusa had been /very/ patient. More than his neighbor deserved.
He’d moved in nearly two months ago, and the first few times he heard the loud as fuck sex his neighbor was having,
#SakuAtsuWeek2023
@sktsweek
Day 5 — “Are you jealous?”
Angst & Drunk Aro!Omi
“Come on Kiyoomi, help me out a little here.” Atsumu grunts, struggling to walk into the room with the weight of Sakusa dropped over his shoulder.
And Sakusa can do nothing but freeze because if he admitted this, who’s to say he didn’t confess his undying love to Miya that cursed night while he was at it?
// fin
give me clingy Atsumu and touch starved Kiyoomi who not so secretly loves it ANY DAY
Kiyoomi realizes he’s doomed right then and there, because on top of him being so smart and passionate, Atsumu’s full-bullied laugh is just as vibrant and beautiful as the rest of him.
//probably tbc bc I mean, Omi owes him one and they're stuck in close proximity for a month 👀
#skts
“I can’t believe ya Sakusa, seriously!” Atsumu says, almost stomping his foot. He is /incredibly/ cute but Kiyoomi reigns in his smile. He would hate to make the blond any angrier than he already is. “What were ya thinkin’?”
An angry Atsumu isn’t as easy to kiss.
“My grandson, he also… likes boys.” She whispers, like it’s a secret, like Atsumu hasn’t been very loud about his boy appreciation for the past ten minutes. “And I was just curious to see, well, what type of men he might bring home.”
It’s a picture apparently taken at a wedding or fancy event of some sort, the guy is wearing a dark, expensive looking suit that highlights his shoulders and the cut of his jaw, his hair falling perfectly around his face and his moles—
Atsumu directs his wide eyed gaze at her.
Kiyoomi closed his eyes and gets the most peaceful sleep he has ever gotten.
//fin
Snuggling is the BEST thing ever, I could and will probably write 20k of it one day
Im having the most vivid thought of a snos AU where Suna is a billionaire and Osamu gets hired as his private chef— also Kiyoomi is Suna’s best friend and can’t pinpoint where he recognizes Osamu’s face from?? (Atsumu is his favorite camboy)
He texts Motoya to cancel the Michelin restaurant reservation.
Guess he’s confessing to the love of his life in his messy living room, among piles of toys and stray volleyballs.
“Mmh.” Atsumu locks his phone and humors her, “Omi sounds like a real gem, ma’am.”
“He is.” She grins, delighted, and then fishes a phone out of her purse. “Wait, let me show you a picture.”
And Atsumu waits with a smile, careful not to miss his stop.
Private chef Osamu/Billionaire Suna first meeting
where Osamu doesn’t recognize his boss
Osamu loved working on his recipes at night.
The house was mostly asleep by midnight, nobody barging in to ask for a snack or to chit chat,
The boy nonchalantly says, “Daddy Omi and I were just playing catch like you and Uncle Samu do sometimes.”
He says, winking again.
Kiyoomi let’s his head fall back into the couch and closes his eyes.
Fuck.
He can feel Atsumu’s wide eyes on him— “Wha— Daddy Omi?”
/Fuck/.
After a few taps, it’s her turn to tilt her phone to Astumu, “Look! That’s him!”
The blond takes one look at the picture and feel his stomach twist.
“That’s—“ He raises an eyebrow, points at the phone. “/That’s/ your grandson.”
“Yes!” She chirps. “My little Omi!”
“We weren’t even datin’ yet at that time.”
“Really?” The journalist asks, watching how on the video Kiyoomi hides a blush in bleached hair and circles his waist.
“Yeah, we fucked for sure, we did a lot of fuckin’.” Atsumu shrugs, ignores his PA gesturing behind the camera.
And says “Well, well, well what do we have here.” He sees the way Atsumu is staring at his body and steps impossibly closer, “Did you get lost on your way to the court, Miya?”
And that night Kiyoomi shows him what he learned in college while Atsumu was busy with volleyball 😏😏
“Am I?” Kiyoomi can’t help the hurt in his tone.
“Yeah, ‘cause Uncle Bo and Uncle Shou are papa’s friends.”
‘And I’m not?’ Kiyoomi wants to ask, but Roku barrels on, stealing his breath away.
“And you’re not, cause papa wanna kiss you.”
Wait.
What?
“Kiyoomi takes after me,” She says, with a little smile as she looks back at the picture. “That’s why he’s so beautiful.”
Atsumu chuckles and is ready to add more but that’s when the automated voice of the bus announces the next stop, “Oh shoot.” She says,
#BottomiWeek2023
@bottomiweek
Day 4 / Sex friends + nudes + “I need you”
Kiyoomi sends the text before he can change his mind:
you: I need you.
Miya: Kiyoomi r u for real
Miya: I literally asked u if u needed anythin from the store like 15 mins ago
Miya: ur incoriguible
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Kageyama’s voice pipes up from the other side of the couch, “What happened?”
Hinata doesn’t look away from the scene as he answers. “Oikawa just got bitch-slapped in the face.”
“Oh.” Kageyama’s eyebrows shoot up. “Finally.”
//end
I LOVE protective Osamu with all my heart,
“To the left we swipe.” He does just that, revealing another profile and a new picture. “Oooooh.” He says excitedly and the grandma chuckles. “Now that’s what I call a gorgeous man, ain’t it?”
“He’s very handsome.” She politely says as the bus swerves right.
The spiker rolls his eyes but answers, “Truth.”
“Oh!” By the way Atsumu perks up, cheeks flushed, Kiyoomi knows his drunken brain is about to say something inappropriate. “What’s the best sex ya ever had?”
Of course.
“Oh good lord.” Bokuto mumbles,
“Uhm.” She adjusts her glasses on her nose, takes a look at the screen and shrugs a shoulder. “Well his clothes could be better.” She purses her lips. “And he isn’t shaving properly, look at his face. He seems very unkept.”
“Damn yer right, ma’am.” He nods.
putting her phone back into her purse. “That’s my stop dear.”
Atsumu gets up to let her through, he’s about to say goodbye but when she turns back to him, she’s smirking.
“I’m actually on my way to meet my grandson for tea.” She says,