Atsumu stepped out from his unusually lukewarm shower, as he would always prefer steaming hot showers. But tonight, he had to save up his energy (and libido) for the events that would later unfold.
With his towel hung low on his waist, and water still dripping onto his forehead and around the dry floor of his bathroom, he turned on his blow-drier and flipped his hair around to get rid of the dampness.
As much as he loved styling his hair and putting a great deal of thought into, today his line of thinking was going astray. Tonight's date was on the forefront of his thoughts and he couldn't wait to see Ren-chan.
He grabbed the tiny jar of hair wax, and set his loose blonde mop in place. Spritzing his Armani code perfume on his pulse point and the nape of his neck, he was ready to get dressed.
Walking out to his room, a set of black shirt, black pants, black socks, black dress shoes and a black dress jacket was kept neatly around his bed. Leaving the top 3 buttons of his shirt unbutton, and his jacket left open, he walked over to the bedside table and put on his relatively brand new Rolex that he splurged from his first salary as a professional volleyball player.
The black beast of a car sat outside his apartment, that he had borrowed from Omi-kun a couple of days ago, for tonight. It was a shiny Maserati Ghibli, and every one passing by eyed the car in absolute awe.
Just like they watch me play...
He would definitely own one of these in the future, and would have purchased one if he hadn't made his other "investment." Grabbing the "gifts" from the counter that he had purchased for her, he made his way out of his apartment and went .
Drive down to her place was nothing short of sliding-on-butter kind of experience. The car and the roads were smooth, the breaks and the acceleration even better.
She was a vision in black and red, and he felt his possessiveness over her increase exponentially the moment he spotted the heels that he gifted her.
"Ren-chan."
"Atsumu."
"Ready?"
"Ready."
He pulled out the car door for her, and she asked, "Let me guess, Kiyoomi-kun's?"
"That's right. Soon I'll get one of these too," and he walked to his seat.
"That would be a wasteful purchase. Why not buy a good house?"
"Hmm, a good house is a great idea."
"Wow, didn't expect you you to agree so quickly."
He smiled mysteriously, and they drove away into the sunset.
(A/N: Just kiddin, they didn't. The story isn't finished yet.)
They walk into the quiet suburbs of Osaka, and she sees him pull into the driveway of a house, that was only lit from the outside.
He says nothing and just opens the door of the house for her to walk.
She asks, "Whose house is this?" To find it well furnished, soft lighting around the house, a little 4 seater table with place settings and candles burnings.
He says nothing, and when she looks back, she doesn't find him there.