While on the train headed to your boyfriend’s house you
can’t sit still, your knee bouncing as you watch the city pass by in a blur.
It’s the first time in what feels like forever that Atsushi has the day off. No
school, no practice, no game, no anything. And you get him all to yourself
because his parents are on vacation. When the train arrives at your stop you
race out the doors and down the block, running at full speed. You have so much
energy you hoof it up the five flights of stairs rather than use the elevator.

It’s funny, people didn’t think the two of you would have
lasted this long given your energetic disposition compared to your purple
haired boyfriend’s tendency to be as lazy as possible. But somehow the dynamics
work and you couldn’t be happier. Atsushi, to you, is basically a ginormous
teddy bear and it still makes you laugh when you see people’s incredulous
stares at the two of you whenever you’re in public.

Even after the mad dash to get here you’re bouncing on
the balls of your feet as you wait for an answer to your knock. Impatiently you
try the door and find it’s unlocked. Typical, but at least you can get in.

“Atsushi -kun?” you call. The interior is dark, the shades
drawn and no lights on. Frowning and worrying your bottom lip you carefully
walk forward, your eyes adjusting from the well-lit hallway to the cavernous
apartment.

You hear a dull murmur coming from Atsushi’s room and make
your way there. He’s sprawled out on his back on the couch that acts as a foot
end for his enormous bed. His room is a veritable paradise for the uninclined
and comfort seeking. He even has his own mini fridge and a bin stocked with his
favorite drinks and snacks so he doesn’t have to go to the kitchen. Sighing you
cross your arms as you lean in the doorway. There’s some sort of cooking show
on TV but his eyes are pretty much closed.

 Atsushi -kun? Did you forget about today? Are you feeling
ok?” you ask and his eyes open at the sound of your voice.

“Hmmmm? Oh, hey ___-chin, I didn’t hear you come in.”

You roll your eyes. “Obviously. But seriously, are you ok?”

“Huh? Oh, yeah, just tired. It’s been a long season,” he
yawns stretching long limbs above his head and leaving them draped over the arm
of the couch.

Sighing you move next to the couch and reach over him to
grasp his large hands, pulling them forward and tugging with all your might.

“Come…on…” you huff under the strain of the effort to move
his 218-pound frame. At this rate, you’re bound to pull something. When you
feel him shift you stupidly believe you’re actually having an affect only to
let out an indignant squeak when he turns the tables on you by clenching your
wrists and pulling you onto his large frame with ease.

One strong arm wraps around your waist while the other’s
hand rests on the back of your head holding you to him. Despite being composed
of mainly firm muscle (in spite all the snacks he can put away) he’s very
comfortable but you struggle to get away regardless; you want to actually go do something today!

But it’s a fruitless endeavor as Atsushi effortlessly holds
you still and the longer you struggle the more tired you become.

“______-chin, relax.” His deep voice rumbles in the ear you
have pressed against his chest.

“But Atsushi -kun! We were supposed to go on a date today!”

He let’s go of your head allowing it to lift. When your eyes
meet he surprises you by saying, “What if I just want to hold my girlfriend? I
can’t do that out there.” He nods his head in a vague direction indicating the
outside world. It’s not completely untrue, he tends to avoid PDA, usually only
going as far as holding hands and even then you end up wrapping both your arms
around one of his large ones because of the height difference.

Sighing you lay your head back down, surprised when he
trails his fingers through your hair. Getting this giant to show affection was
like pulling teeth when you first got together but over time he’s learned the
things you appreciate and genuinely tries to remember to do them. You think, or
rather know, you owe some of his behavior change to Tatsuya-kun pestering him
to be a better boyfriend if he wanted to keep you.

Inhaling deeply, you catch a whiff of the body wash you gave
him for his last birthday, a scent he’s decided to only use when he knows the
two of you will be together. It’s a sweet simple gesture that warms your heart.
Despite appearances he didn’t forget you were coming over today and attempted,
in his own way, to make himself as appealing as possible to you, undoubtedly to
get his way and stay indoors.

A sudden crack of thunder makes you jump, followed by the
sound of rain pounding on the window.

“See, _____-chin? Even the weather says we should stay
inside today,” he teases poking your side and making you fidget.

Turning your head, you rest your chin on his chest and look
at his face. He has a small, content smile that pretty much only you see on his
face.

“I guess you’re right,” you sigh sliding up his body to
plant a gentle kiss on his lips. Pulling back, you tuck your face into the
crook of his neck enjoying his warmth and deep masculine scent as the sound of
the rain lulls the two of you into a peaceful slumber, snuggled up in each
other’s arms.