#fs prelude spinoff miya osamu

[blucassiopeia]

Dangerous

"A prelude spin-off for an upcoming fic"

warnings: afab!reader, angst with comfort but not the one you expect, bit of NSFW but nothing explicit still, be responsible of what you're reading, mentions of pregnancy, 8.3k LONG, spanish and portuguese languages (translated)

An Oikawa Tooru x reader one shot

a/n: uhmm, more clues? be wary of the details?

A new country is scary for Oikawa Tooru. Yeah, sure, this is one step closer to his dream but he has left a ginormous part of him back in Japan. His life is there. She is there. She, whom he left for his dream so hastily, a dream he chose and will always choose over anything and anyone. And he's guilty.

But she smiled and let me go, he thought as he stared into the ceiling of his new room of 2 days. He figured he wasn't much as important as someone else that it was easy for her to agree on this. Why wouldn't she? Who was he to her to hold onto anyway?

She'll be fine without me. I'm gonna be fine. Everything will be fine.

Tooru continuously convinced himself as he sorted out the last boxes onto his apartment. It's still dusty, he decided to clean up after moving his things to their places. He declined Coach Blanco's help on this, don't wanna bother him more than his bothersome favor of letting him join the Argentinean League even though he's still processing his citizenship.

He met the team he'll be playing the day before, figured they were nice and was excited about a Japanese setter on their team, a fresh talent for the upcoming league. And Ushijima Wakatoshi and Kageyama Tobio aren't here, how extravagant.

The neighborhood was nice, the people more so. It's lovely and lively, even at nights. The culture was shocking but it's to be expected. Though, he'd still prefer Miyagi's countryside air over this bustling city life in the other side of the world. His heart was there. Homesickness still hasn't settled in hard, but it will be after a punch so hard it'll wake him up for what he had left but can't go back to.

"Someone's waiting for you across your street. At a bistro of sorts? I don't know but you'll know when you see them, Kawa."

It was a week after he moved to Argentina, and here is Hajime calling him. He thought his bestfriend will be checking up on him like his first day here, he unconsciously pouted out of habit.

"Who is it?"

"Just go and face them, you shitty mess."

Dejectively, he said "I'm not shitty, Iwa-chan.", pulling out his sweatpants and sweater ready for a chilly night outside.

He wondered who was it that's waiting for him. He has wild guesses, first was of course, Hajime. And, or maybe Issei and Maki. Or maybeー

His lazy paces turned excited as he thought of her waiting for him somewhere near, somewhere he can finally reach. Did she made up her mind on the offer? But what about her life in Japan? But, is she really here? That can be possible right?

The lights were dancing on Tooru's face as he ran from bistro to bistro in his street to find her, thrill showing in his face. He didn't even notice he was grinning already, a sincere grin he didn't flash publicly for over three weeks. He was expecting to see her.

He felt his knuckles tighten as he saw them though, one smirking, standing up, and one just lounging, seriously staring back at him. He shouldn't have expected for her, he should've expected for the worst, this worst. His grin turned devilish, the usual one he flashes when he's agitated over a play, the one he erased from his face whenever he's with her.

And you saw that face shift of Tooru's, frame by frame.

You knew him. Who wouldn't? Except for the fact that he's your neighbor next door, he's the only new blood around the area and the single ladies working for your family's bistro are instantly swooning over this new foreign specimen. Messy chocolate brown hair with chocolate brown eyes to match, that panty-dropping smile and voice, his outgoing personalityーto which you're not comfortable with, you don't know whyーand his skills for volleyball. You saw him once early morning at an outdoor volleyball court just off the block and figured he might be joining the province's volleyball league club so soon.

And this face shift now was new to you, evident too for having some of the ladies having eyes on this particular scene.

The two guys that ordered nothing but a tall glass of iced tea and fries has been at the same spot in the bistro for roughly three hours, speaking in a foreign language you know is Japanese, considering you heard Tooru once talking over the phone. You assumed that they're here for him, and you were right. But not this kind of right. You slowly detached yourself from behind the counter, taking off your apron.

And Tooru has just his eyes on the man standing and smirking at him. It has been over a year since Tooru last saw him, after he made an honest mistakeーwell, it's not really this man's mistake but Tooru thinks he had been toying with her feelings, one he really disliked of him up to this day. And of how the way the man is smirking at him right now, Tooru knows it's his turn to be misunderstood.

"It's been a while, man. 'Sup?" Tooru said so casually, walking up to their table at the side of the bistro.

The man scratched his brows and looked down, but Tooru knows he's seething. He smirked before hearing a "Yeah, it's been a while Tooru."

And Tooru felt it in his cheek, on his hip clashing to one of the empty table beside him, hard. This man has been playing volleyball for as long as him, it's not to doubt that he can throw a punch this hard too as much as he could spike, he can taste something metallic inside his cheeks, a sting on his lip. But Tooru just scoffed and grinned as usual, retaining his balance and stood face to face with him, dangerously close.

"HEY!"

If Tooru heard you, he didn't react, raging eyes focused on the man infront of him. But the other man seated between them turned his head to you, gray eyes dead contrasting the boyish grin he flashed and said, "Sorry. This is how we greet each other in our place. Don't call the cops. They will talk with each other nowー" and he turned to the two with a cold voice, "ーin a civilized manner, right?"

The man who punched Tooru groaned at what the gray-eyed man said and heeded, sat, pointed the seat in front of him, gesturing Tooru to sit there. That was when Tooru caught your eyes, deadpan and emotionless. He sighed, wiping blood off his mouth, seethed at the sting off his lip and sat down in front of his two visitors.

You walked back to your kitchen and got ice cubes, almost on instinct on your part. You came back out to their table with a glass of water and the ice cubes.

"Estás bien, Tooru?" But Tooru just shot his brows up without looking up and ran his fingers on the cold feeling of the compression sack of ice cubes.

Tooru's mind was hazy from the avalanche of presence in front of him and for the possible reasons why they are here, why they spared time and money to just deliver a punch from across the globe. He felt your eyes linger a bit more before sighing and leave. One thing was clear in his mind that moment, though. He wished someone to drag him out of that place.

"Why are you both here?"

"To ask you why THE FUCK d'you leave her like that."

He expected that question, and he knew the answer too well. It's just dumb to ask that to him, and the one who asked is just too dumb to ask without knowing himself that he's the answer. Tooru can't help but smirk. The slight scrunch on his lips sent miniscule shots of pain from the punch earlier.

Tooru can't believe they travelled to where he is just to ask that, personally. Well, maybe it was the punch that motivated them. And Tooru needed that, too, given what he had left.

"Can't believe you picked volleyball over her! AND you promised me! YOU PROMISED ME TOORU! FUCK!" Together with the raise of his voice, the table wobbled at his smacks on it, earning a groan from the other next to him, reflexively lifting the glasses of iced teas off the table in time.

"Hey! Not the iced teas! I'm gonna kick you!"

Tooru dead-stared at the man glaring at him and he flashed his evil grin at him, super annoyed of his cluelessness of the situation.

"You think if I picked her, she'll also pick me? No. She'll still pick you over anyone else." He stopped grinning, still dead staring, his following words are on a lower octave, menacing. "And you fucking know that."

"I love her and fuck, I want her to be happy even if you can't believe it. And if she's gonna be happy with you, thenー" Tooru spread his arms wide, his expression changing to melancholic. "ーI'm gonna welcome that fact with open arms."

The other man scoffed at his seat, still eating the fries he ordered. "You don't destroy the people you love, Tooru." The other man side-eyed the man beside him. "That goes for you, too."

"But you promised me." It was a mumble now, taking Tooru back 4 months ago when this man in front of him purposely meet and talked with him about Ran. "You promised to be with her until I come back."

"Not all people can take it. If this person right here with you can take it, I can't. There's just so much pain I can take if it's her."

"She's pregnant."

Tooru's eyes were slow to meet the man's eyes, his expression looked like he got pulled down a few meters more than it sank before. It was for a moment, but you saw it from the counter. Your eyes flickered curiosity and worry.

Tooru smiled sincerely to the men's surprise. "Then, go home. Be with her. She needs you. And congratulations.. on being a dad."

The man who Tooru declared a dad suddenly stood up, knocking his chair back, grabbed Tooru's collar with him and close to him, stared into his sad eyes. The man beside them groaned, but not at the collar-grabbing scene now but on what Tooru said.

"Fuck. You." The man sincerely spouted those words to Tooru's now smirking face. "FUCK YOU!"

But Tooru ignored him and turned to the man who's drinking his glass of iced tea from the tension. "'Samu, don't waste time. He had already wasted so much of it. Drag him back to Ran."

And he thankfully got a nice response as Osamu stood up and slap the man's hands off of Tooru's collar, "Let's go back to Japan."

"OSAMUー"

"I KNOW! I FUCKING KNOW! BUT I HAVE ALREADY TOLERATED YOU TOO FUCKING LONG! NOW DROP TOORU OFF!" Osamu breathed heavy, staring back at the still-aggravated man. The tension of the bistro has risen up and the dining locals are all-eyes to the scene in front of them. "Please. I don't want Ran to kill me if you get jailed from across the world. C'mon. You heard from Tooru already."

The man dropped Tooru's collar that slumped Tooru back to his seat as his knees buckled for some reason he clearly knew. He just stared straight ahead, off nowhere, muffled conversations he can't make up but he heard the man clearly said before leaving.

"Stay away from Ran. You left her, right? Then stay there and watch as I make her the happiest woman alive."

Those words crumbled his world, made him double guess his choice. He was so sure of this when he told Ran, even invited her to go with him even if he knew it's a shot to the moon. He was so sure because this is his life-long dream. But now..

You saw him still staring blankly to open space, not moving. Your ladies have sympathetic looks for him and asking if he's ever okay, can't they see that he isn't?

You were about to approach him after a good 30 minutes of no-nothing from Tooru when he suddenly stood up, "Lo siento por eso, Y/n." and went straight out of the bistro looking so sullen, without even looking at you, or anyone.

And that was just the start of your weird attraction to him.

You found yourself knocking on his door one early night off from the bistro, with a container full of pasta to share to him. You already distributed the good half of what's left to your other neighbors and you purposely left him last, coz maybe you'd want to check up on him too.

It has been a week since his encounter in the bistro, a week since you noticed him ever going out of his apartment. Your mama was quite worried for the young man after you told her what happened, urging you to talk to him being the only one around his age in the apartment building.

And alas! You're here. You fidgeted with your toes curling and relaxing, tapping the pads against your rubbery surface of your slippers. Why's he not answering? He not dead, right? He better not be. You knocked again, three loud knocks just to be sure.

You were about to do a set of knocks again when the door swung open, revealing a topless Tooru, emotionless eyes drooping and bloodshot, hair all over the place, his sweatpants hang low on his hips revealing the garter part of his boxers underneath. You revel in the way he stared at you as he leans on his door jamb, waiting for you to say something. That was when you realize that you're already rudely staring.

He cocked a brow that elicited your voice. "Pasta?"

He hummed and opened the door wider, an invitation for you to come in his apartment, and you took a step in. Later on, you'd regret ever stepping into his life too.

Your eyes swept through his place. It's messy, like he threw things all over the place. A broken picture frame with glasses all over them, a broken drinking glass too just off the counter, the mirror off the corner is cracked in the middle with blood in it, throw pillows scattered in his sala, and a picture frame on the carpet near the couch.

Glass plates clanked at one another as Tooru got one for the pasta and you noticed his knuckle that got dried blood on it as he placed the plate in front of you on the table. It was silent, except for the water dripping from his kitchen sink and of his hoarse breathing.

"Close the door when you leave. Gracias."

That was out from his cold voice, uncharacteristic from the outgoing Tooru that you knew. Your eyes trained at him as he lazily walked back to his couch and sprawled like nothing happened, fingers caressing the picture frame below.

You took a deep breath as you transferred the pasta to his plate and slid it inside his fridge. You took more deep breaths as you searched for his broom and fixed the mess around his apartment. He didn't utter a word, might've not heard of you as he has his eyes closed, a tear pending on the side of his eye. Asleep? That fast?

Your lips formed a thin line as you pursed them, padding quietly close to him to watch his chest heave as he breathes. Your eyes travelled to his arm draping down the couch and to his fingers touching the glass of the picture frameーof a beaming golden haired girl with him, also beaming and ruffling the girl's hair.

You bend over to pick it up, a hand reaching over the frame, but your soul flew out of your body when suddenly, Tooru's hand gripped your wrist so hard you winced. Your head whipped to the fully-awake Tooru, burning eyes on you. Your soul wanted to flee right then and there but you were frozen, enthralled by the hidden emotion on that raging brown eyes.

"I'm sure it's not in your culture to touch the things you don't own without the owner's consent." The grip on your wrist tighten more when you didn't answer seconds later.

"Lo siento, Tooru. Just wanna fix your apartment for you."

Tooru just hummed and picked the frame with the hand he used to grip your wrist, hugged it against his bare chest, back to closing his eyes. "Gracias. Close the door."

Rubbing the sting on your wrist, you made way for his door yet your hand lingered on the knob. You sighed, head craning up, contemplating if you should say it or not, or how would he respond or not, but there's nothing wrong in asking it right?

"Tooruー" Yep, you can't. "ーMama's having a welcome party for you on the weekend."

Tooru just hummed and a silence so deafening followed. Your eyes flew to the faucet of his kitchen sink and glared at it for being so traitorous.

"You come over, 'kay? You can bring anyone, e-even your team."

Silence again. You bit your lip and sighed. Okay, that's it for now, Y/n. That's it for now.

And you were glad you did ask him that night because when Saturday night came, he did show up with his team, Club Atletico San Juan. What you didn't expect was his composure. Tooru's back to being outgoing and has a friendly aura around him, he even smiled at you and your parents, thanking you for the party.

You were left confused all night, stealing glances on him as he laughs and converse with his team and some of the locals. He even caught you once, but he just smiled and raised his beer mug, and went back talking.

Now you know why you're uncomfortable with this kind of personality of Tooru's. You have already seen the surface of his other side.

You were deemed observant even before Tooru appeared, and this right here was spot on. You scrunched your nose and shook your head, shaking the thoughts off your mind. You knew you shouldn't be attached to this kind of man. He's dangerousーbut interesting. You caught yourself groaning, you wanna dump your head straight to a bucket of cold water.

"Y/n, Tooru's table."

Your mama pushed a tray with two buckets of beers and you heaved it up to take it to Tooru's table. He saw you coming and stood up to help you. You smiled at him and offered your gratitude but he surprised you when he held your hand and guided you to seatーon his lap. Jeers erupted the table,and of the place.

"You don't mind, Señor? Señora?"

He called out to your parents, your eyes flickering to your mama in the counter and papa just off a few tables, drinking with his pals, both just shook their heads in approval, tolerant to the newcomer. You attempted to stand up but he snaked an arm around your waist to ground you. His stern eyes flickered to you for a second before beaming his usual smile.

He handed a bottle to you, "Drink?" The smell of alcohol wafted across your face from Tooru's mouth. You stared at his now dancing chocolate eyes, red shade on his neck and cheeks up to his ears. You thought he's drunk already, how much did he drink anyway?

You sighed and took the bottle he offered, drank from it. You felt weird being this close with a stranger. Well, not totally a stranger, you had known him for roughly two weeks now. But stillー

You took notice of how his hand was caressing your thighs as he talks with his team as the night went on with you still on his lap, his hand on your waist creating gentle strokes that made your head fuzzy, added the alcohol in your system. That's when you decided to stop drinking. And Tooru took notice of that. He leaned back on his chair and guided your head to lean on his shoulder.

Shutting your eyes won't do the trick, you still felt eyes staring at you as you let him do what he wants. Fuck tolerance. Fuck.

"You're not comfortable?" He mumbled low, enough that you're the only one to hear. You sneered at him.

"Is this a payback for what I did in your apartment?"

"Not quite, cariño." You instantly blushed at the unexpected endearment, stomping at his feet to which he grinned momentarily and sighed thereafter, "Stay here with me for a while, por favor."

And you didn't know how the tone of his voice enchanted you to agreeing on staying at his lap, found yourself nuzzling on his neck a moment later to which he sighed and caressed your hair as he felt your breath on his neck. And you should find a right answer to the flooding questions from people later on. Right now, his proximity first. He needs you, and you understand him somehow. The questions can wait.

"Her name is Ran, Y/n."

Tooru slurred as he rolled over his bed after being dropped by his teammates back to his apartment. You got a warm towel at hand, done with wiping his body off of sweat and alcohol, fresh clothes that his teammates change him into. He's facing you right now, enjoying in the way your hands ran through his brown locks.

"She'sーI love her, so much. But the man you saw punched me? That was his boyfriend." He closed his eyes and smiled, tears were rolling down to his pillowcase and you looked at him solemnly.

"They're complicated, and I got in the way and now, got swooped out of the pictureー" He heaved a hard sigh, you taking notice of the toll it cost on Tooru. "ーlike how it was meant to be all along. I knew it would happen. I knew it will, butー" He opened his eyes, stared straight, not meeting your eyes, "ーI never knew it'll hurt this much. This is what I get from getting in between."

You cupped his face. "But, 'ñorito, there's nothing wrong with loving her. I think you're brave to still express your feelings even if she loves someone else."

"You don't destroy the people you love."

That line got stuck with you as the days went by.

Tooru got moving again, taking jogs so early in the morning you see him go as you're drinking your cup of coffee, blanket around you in your little balcony facing the street. And he got more friendly, the little kids try to imitate him but Tooru's pace is just much for them. And the ladies, oh the ladies, you can't help but palm your face and grin as he winks at them as he passes by, making the ladies squeal and giggle so early in the morning.

"He's drunk, and I was dizzy. That's all."

You have repeated that monotonous answer to all who asked about that Saturday night with Tooru. It was exhausting but still thankful that Tooru lets you answer the way you wantedーwell, there's nothing to change, it is what it is.

But your mama knew better.

"It's okay to get attracted, I'll understand, but guard your heart hija, mi amor."

You took deep breaths as you were assigned to bring Tooru's dinner to his table. He does this every night if he finish practice early. He takes dinner in the bistro in just a white shirt and gym shorts. But why does he looks more good like this? Is it the dried sweat lingering in his hairline? Or the way his face towel hangs on his shoulder? Or just his glittering chocolate orbs dancing to the bistro lights?

"Gracias."

You were about to turn back to the counter, wiping your hands on your apron as you intended to go. But you were pulled back by your elbow, hearing a squeal from your kitchen. Oh great. You smiled at the owner of the hand that's also beaming at you and offering half of his clubhouse sandwich.

"Eat with me?"

And it's always like this, him, inviting you to random activities like this. Eating dinner with him, dragging you to jog with him early in the morning, dragging you to his practice if you're off in the bistro, begging you to teach him how to cook Argentinean cuisines, stroll with him in the park when it's his turn for a dayoff, movie nights, movie nights, movie nights.

You don't know if it's sympathy for him being alone in a foreign country, heartbroken and still mending, while reaching for his goals or it's just yourself, fully attracted to him. You don't even know when and how did it started, you just find yourself one morning thinking what will he do to get your attention, or what favors will he be asking again. He eased in your life so easily with progressing favors and it's still barely a month.

"Mama! Borrowing Y/n for tonight!"

It just took a month to arrive to this night, the night that will change everything in you. You kept asking how the hell were you so easy to get for Tooru but it took the others over a year to get you. Thoughts swarming your head as he stared at you, him having laid his head on your lap looking up at you after you said something like, "Someone out there likes you Tooru, you're enjoyable to be with, no dull moments. You're hella attractive, take a hint from the ladies on the streets as you jog by. You might have some red flags but I believe you can work with that. AndーTooru, you're boyfriend material."

He got up, had his back against your thigh, a hand on the couch on your back caging you, and even if you're both seated, he's still looking slightly down at you. And he's dangerously close, you can't deny if he'll ever say he can hear your heart pound harder.

"Can I kiss you for that?"

You can feel the enchantment in his voice again, with an intense stare to match. You have to pause and think for a second. He's in a heartbroken state, and can easily be swayed with sweet words, thirsty for comfort. And you're the closest to get it from, as for now. You might be left behind, hell he might just forget this favor in the morning. He can be playing with you, teasing youーbut being aware of that annoying attraction you have for him, you fucking nodded, eye closed and anticipating.

You felt his hands ghosting on your face, keeping some strands away, caressing your cheek with a finger before cupping it with the delicate touch of his calloused hands. Then you can feel his breath fanning across your face, you sucked your breath from the closeness, your nails digging to your palm, and you heard him chuckle.

"Relax. Won't eat you."

You smirked, still with your eyes closed. "What a lie."

Then you felt it, his fluttering lips pressed onto yours ever so gently you felt it barely touched, brushed might be a good term before he pressed it firmly, and another one, and another until you can't take the teasing and your hands flew to the back of his neck and pulled him closer to kiss him back. Your eyes fluttered open when you pulled back, meeting his eyes full of shock and curiosity and amusement and you just rolled your eyes on him, rubbing a thumb on his skin.

His face is breaking a breathy smile when he felt your awkwardness from the way your arms loosened in his neck. "Can I touch you?"

You instantly felt fire in your cheeks, swallowed a lump on your throat and Tooru sees how your reactions danced in your face, frame by frame. And he is amused by it, much more when you nodded.

He smiled at you before going for a deep kiss, poking his tongue onto your lips for entry, and you granted him access, running your hands on his hair slightly tugging. You can't help but moan at how his tongue flicks against yours, and how his hands wander on your thighs, rubbing so sensually. Then you yelped when he lifted you up to his lap, straddling him and capturing your lips again.

Tooru's hands travelled up your skirt, gripping your ass and smirked through your kiss, realizing you just wore your thong. You pulled away enough to mutter a "Shut up, Tooru." And you smashed your lips back to his, hungrily kissing him and groaning the constant teasing of his fingers in your underwear's garter.

"Can I do more?" He asked after a few good minutes of kissing and groping, his breath heavy, eyes hazy with lust. "Fuck. Please, let me do more."

You tilted your head, mocking him and you laughed when he groaned and buried his head on your chest. You're no better, you can feel wetness from between your thighs and it's just a matter of time before he notices that, and he will still tease you no matter what so you lowered your hips, lining your wetness to his hard-on and started grinding, earning an animalistic groan from him.

"Fucking shit. You're wet already, mi amor. Lo sienーfuck."

You moaned as he tightened his grip on your waist, guiding it down and faster. "I'm gonna ravish you, okay?"

He didn't waited for your answer as he captured your gaping mouth and swallowed your moans. You can feel his finger swiped through your wetness before lifting you up to his room and down to his soft mattress. And even if this is the first time seeing him above you like this, you know you can't get enough of this sight. It's so captivating, swallowing your thoughts whole, ignoring the danger alerts from your system. You won't have this any other way.

Tooru woke up to a soft grip around his waist, a comfortable weight on his draped arm. Thoughts from the previous night came reeling and he sighed, pulling you closer by your head and kissed your hair to which you hummed and nuzzled your head to his neck.

He stared at the ceiling, remembering the conversation that led you to his bed. His face soured as he reached for his phone. It was muted the whole day yesterday for some reason he can't stomach but the curiosity is killing him now.

☆ VOLLEYBALL IDIOTS ー MAIN ☆

JZJ | Runa

Aaahh, sorry Ran! I can't! Just share more pictures pleasee!

JZJ | Yuuji

HAH! NO!

DON'T!

JZJ | Runa

Booger!

ITC | Yoomi

Stop being a bully for once.

STZ | Kenjiro

Please send pictures.

CRW | Kei

Tsk. @Rintaro Suna

CAT | Kai

Ran said you have to give two gifts if you didn't attend even the reception, LOL.

DT | Kenji

I'm attending the reception! Fuck!

@Mai Nametsu PM

SJ | Hajime

I have proxies there.

SJ | Maki

who? 😏

SJ | Issei

WHO? 👀

SJ | Hajime

🌵

FOX | Rintaro

*sent 12 pictures*

Tooru Oikawa left the group

FOX | Samu

LMAO

Osamu Miya added Tooru Oikawa to the group

@RAN'S PLUSHIE he's escaping

RAN'S PLUSHIE

LOL

@Tooru Oikawa as promised

*sent 1 picture*

SJ | Tooru

👍

CRW | Hisashi

Awkward....

CRW | Tobio

@RAN'S PLUSHIE don't use your phone while at your own reception

TOBIO'S Y/N

Oh.

RAN'S PLUSHIE

Heyyy! I'm sorry! But are y'all enjoying??

Tooru discarded his phone to his nightstand, the pictures sent embedded in his mind too late. All he could do was card your locks, closing his eyes, prohibiting any tears to fall from his eyes.

He has to accept it. He did this to himself. Now he has to face it. And begrudgingly dragging you to the mess that he is. He'll regret this, but what's there to mess more in his life?

His phone kept ringing and buzzing as the days went by. He's back to his usual routine, morning jogs, day to afternoon practices and nights with you. As you moan in his ears as you came the fourth time a month after your first hook up with him, he can't shake the thought that why is it so hard to detach himself from Ran and make space for you in his heart other than this heated relationship you have with him.

You're kind, and thoughtful, you understand him, saw his darkest parts, and you're gorgeous. He kept throwing glances to those men who checks you out when you're out jogging with him, even some of his teammates are checking you out he glared at them once. He's.. protective of you. All he knows is he wants you near him, like this. You somehow provide comfort in his messy world, a pillow to hug through his lonely life. And he has to somehow repay you, other than being a fuckbuddy.

So, he started cooking for you when he comes back to his apartment from practice, helping in the bistro on his days off, giving you random sunflowers picked from the park you had to smack his arm everytime through your blush. He's not oblivious to your budding feelings, and he'll be damned he knows it, unable to reciprocate it.

"Where are we going?"

He huffed as he cruised through the road out of the city, bags for a week packed on the back seat.

"The team's got a friendly match in Mar del Plata, can't leave you behind." He side eyed you and smiled, his features in the sunrise looked so dazzling as always.

And you were debating with your heart again, continuously asking what kind of relationship is this. You never dared opening up the topic, afraid that opening it up would instantly end whatever this is. And you're sure you're not ready for it to happen.

Your train of thoughts were halted when he hummed, "Y/n, just wanna let you know I'm in the roster already, training to be their starter setter. If I acquire my citizenship within three months, I can join the leagues in November."

You grinned at him, a leg propped on your seat as you turn your body to face him. "I knew you could do it, Tooru. Tan orgulloso de ti."

Tooru's hand reached for your thigh and squeezed it, nonverbally thanking you for the support. And it stayed there for hours, through the talks about his life in Japan and about his friends, until you fell asleep through the drive. And you shall know though, many years from now, that it's the most peaceful drive Tooru had in his life, with you just slumbering away while he drove across the country.

Nothing much to do in Mar del Plata other than being in their practices and on the actual match later that week, professional volleyball player Oikawa Tooru on full display. When in court, you can see his glow, brighter than how the sunshine reflects on his face every morning when he cuddles you after a steamy fuck the night before. Of course, this is his life-goal, and you're just his.. go-to.

You can't help but be sullen whenever the thought hit you. And more so that night out after the game with the other team.

The other team, you discovered, were on friendly terms with Tooru's team for years and both of you are new to them so basically, you're the center of attention tonight.

"Tooru, si? How's CA San Juan?"

"They're exceptional."

"Have you been always a setter?"

"Yes, since middle school."

"Why Argentinean League?"

Evading conflicts. "Wanna go against certain players in the future as national players."

You leaned your head at his shoulder as he offered that white lie to them, fiddling with your phone. The teams jeered at how Tooru answered it and encouraged him more on being a national player. You smiled, but dropped almost immediately when the captain of the other team raised the question.

"Who is she? Your girlfriend?"

Tooru turned his head to you, peeked through your lashes and you smiled, "No." You leaned away from him almost immediately as you answered. And Tooru stared at you at the rest of the night, silent, even through the drive home the day after.

There was nothing wrong with how you answered the question, right? You're just stating facts. You're not clearly his girlfriend, because clearly he's not yet over Ran, his love of his life. You peeled your eyes from his pheripherals. You can't let Tooru see how your eyes saddened.

And sadness and nausea pulled you to sleep.

"ーIwa-chan. She's.. I don't knowー"

"You're clearly making her a rebound, Shittykawa."

"No."

"Don't confuse yourself. Don't hurt her in expense of your comfort."

"I'm not, Hajime, IーI can drop everything I worked hard, for her, to stay with her."

"ARE YOU NUTS!?"

"Nー"

"THAT'S THE GOAL OF YOUR LIFETIME, SINCE PRIMARY AND YOU'RE GONNA DROP IT!?"

"Tone down. She might hear you, she's just sleeping."

"What the fuck, YOU'RE CRAZY!"

"I can'tーHajime, not her. Not again."

"YOU'RE JUST SEEING TSUKISHIMA RAN IN HER!"

"Tsk. If you can't drop your tone down, I'm ending the call."

"THEN END IT I DON'T WANNA TALK TO YOU! YOU'RE FRUSTRATING! THAT'S OUR GOAL AND YOU'RE JUST GONNAー"

You heard him huff, clearly frustrated of his bestfriend and you noticed he sped up to the last stretch to town. He didn't notice you were awake, good, because you don't know how to react to that conversation.

Your attention was on your belly and a tear escaped from your eyes. You swallowed hard as you waited patiently to be on the confines of your home.

Tooru barged in your room on a weekend after the Mar del Plata trip, catching you barfing on your bathroom sink. "Bad pasta." You had said to reassure him, smiling over your shoulder. He rubbed your back after he had gone to get you a glass of water.

You had to inform him of your college plans out of the country. You knew it was sudden, but you needed this. And maybe now's the best time, considering he might've seen the luggages all around your room.

"Tooru." You called his attention while wiping your face. Damn, bad pasta. "I'll be going to Rio de Janeiro for college in the fall." No brakes, just go straight ahead, Y/n. If you get caught up, it'll destroy you both.

And you had to veer your eyes away from his, offering a smile you don't know if it's sincere or no.

"Y/n?"

"I have been planning this even before you came." Go on, Y/n.

"Can I come with you?"

You shook your head, smile still plastered at your face as you turn to him. "No, Tooru. You'll be getting your citizenship soon and the team needs their fresh setter."

"How about your parents?"

"They'll be staying in the country, but they're going back to Rio Gallegos."

His eyes went wild, searching for something in your eyes. Is it panic that you're seeing? You suddenly felt bad. You just wanted to be in his room, in his arms, like last week, like the weeks, months before that.

"The bistro?"

"Will be turned over to Tiá Carmellita."

"Y/n, you're leaving me."

Osamu's was the name right? words that night in the bistro slammed to you like a trailer truck. You took Tooru's hand and kissed it. "I'll be back before you know it. First, you have to make your dreams come true here, in San Juan, okay?"

Tooru's head was swimming on a pool of oil or tar where he can't get out of. Seeing you packing, the thoughts of you leaving is plaguing him like locusts. And he can't say anything, clearly baffled of what's happening in front of him, and on inside of him. What's happening to him?

He got his own taste of medicine, getting left for their own goals. And you, of all people, is doing that to him, makes the pain doubling him over to the edge of sanity. But he's confused. Why is he feeling this for you?

But you'll come back, right? Yeah, you'll come back. Nothing to be worried about.

Though, he still rushed to the airport to see you one last time for the promised four years of being away. And that too, he failed to do, and without knowing you waited two hours for him to come by, guessing you're not that important to him, and it's still volleyball Tooru's prioritizing. And definitely, you couldn't hold onto what he said to his bestfriend over the phone. And he said to keep in touch, but you have no plans to.

Being with him is dangerous for you, and for the little growing pasta inside of you.

You're cradling your little bundle of joy of a three-month-old to sleep as you heard a knock on your door. Must be the food delivery, your mouth instantly watered and you rushed for the door.

You were greeted by an orange-haired man, all dressed like the usual delivery man of your favorite restaurant nearby. Though, you were familiar of him for he had moved two apartments down your unit and.. he's clearly Japanese.

"Thank you, Shoyo. Come in and get the money in that table." You nudged your chin to the high table beside your mirror just off the sala.

"Seu bebê está dormindo, Y/n?"

"About to." And you turned to face your baby to Shoyo, and he instantly cooed and poked her fluffy cheeks.

"Adeus Thalia~"

"Adeus Tió Shoyo~"

And he's about to go out the door when you called out to him. "Shoyo, relax, you'll gonna be fine." Because you noticed him in his first month that he's nowhere okay, probably missing home like that achingly familiar guy. Shoyo nodded at you, lips quivering and bowed, clutching the strap of his delivery bag. When he was gone, you sighed deeply thinking you're seriously plagued with Japanese neighbors.

The days went by and you decided to expose your baby to the sunshine and to people. You just hope she'll be a good pasta out there, hoping she's as sociable as her father. And you were thankful that she is, as she flapped her fat arms to passerbys as you head for the beach. You remembered Shoyo and his friends are lounging here when they got nothing to do, except for Pedro that's probably cooped up on his room.

But suddenly, Thalia went rigid in your arms and after three months of taking care of this cute pasta, you knew what was happening as she started getting whiny and whimpering. You kissed her cheeks and turned back to your apartment. And that's when you heard it..

"Oikawa-san!"

"ChibiーAh! Shoyo!"

Your breath went suddenly restricted, you feel your feet wobbled you held on tight to Thalia, forcing your steps towards the path to your apartment.

"What are you doing here Oikawa-san?"

"Uh, that's my question, thanks. Don't steal it."

Faster, Y/n. Before he notices you and your crying pasta. Fuck. What are the odds. WHAT ARE THE ODDS!

"Y/n?"

You froze and looked up, the captain of Tooru's volleyball team staring down at you, surprised. He might've seen your watery eyes and silent plead because he suddenly nodded and just went on like he didn't see you. But seeing Thalia.. You silently battered yourself in your thoughts for being so dumb. You should've known!

You were crying hard as you changed Thalia's diapers, and she's crying with you as you rock her, kissing her head. It was just his voice, but it has already this big of an effect on you. You missed him, so bad, but you can't destroy the ones that you love.

And he's just seeing Ran in you.. you can't indulge in him anymore. You're thankful for Thalia, butー

You froze as you heard a knock, your fear of him taking over.

"W-who is it?" You squeaked as you took a look at your peephole.

"It's me. Pedro." You sighed, but not near to be relax. You opened your door and let Pedro in.

"Você está bem? Your eyes areー"

You placed Thalia in her cot as she got tired of crying and now is sleeping. "I'm fine. I'm fine."

"Uh, just heard Thalia's cries, thought you might need some help?"

You quickly wiped a tear fallen to your cheeks, "Nope. Thank you. Shoyo? Is he home?"

He paced to your dining, and you just noticed the plastic bag on his hand as he placed it on the table. "Nope. But he sent this for you. He also sent for me, too. So.." He studied you for a minute and let his thoughts go, "Eu deveria estar indo. Knock when you need help, okay?"

You nodded as you smiled at him. You wanted to say you wanted to leave Rio, leave a place again just to be away from him completely. You exasperatedly closed your eyes, rubbed your forehead on all the things you're already planning, then your eyes flew to your sleeping pasta.

For Thalia. You'll endure anything.

You just hope he'll be gone after a few days. He should go after a few days. And within that wait, you'll be staying in your apartment. Thalia's exposure to the sun and to the public can wait, just for a few days.

And Tooru was conflicted on being in Rio, to where you said you will be. You haven't contacted him for over a year already, and it's bothering him to the core, much more bothered now than finding out that Ran got twins. He just wanted to see you, be with you, but how can he be with you if he can't even reach you?

And he saw Shoyo instead, glad and might be a little terrified at the evolution he's showcasing Tooru. But still a little clumsy as he said he lost his wallet, so he treated him dinner, and his friends. He told him there's this woman with a newborn in his neighborhood and when Shoyo decided to part his dinner with her, Tooru just ordered a few more for her, without knowing it was you.

He wasn't expecting to see you though, after a year of no contact he thought he was ghosted, just left behind with no traces. But a few years from now, he'll realize he had left a big part of him on you.

"You're kidding me."

Osamu gasp at something Tooru can't figure out from across the table. Shoyo was between the Miya Twins and they're looking at something on his phone. On times he got scared of Osamu, it was always related to Ran, the last one being 7 years ago at a haunting bistro off the streets of San Juan.

Tooru was shocked, as every athlete inside the joint restaurant of Moon and Onigiri Miya in Shibuya crossing, when Osamu grabbed Tooru's collar from across the table.

"Are you fucking kidding me, Tooru?"

"What is your problem now?"

Osamu snatched Shoyo's phone and shoved it to Tooru's face.

Tooru's eyes were achingly slow to reach the Shoyo's phone screen because of his irritation. He was already sleepy and he just wants to go back to his apartment. But no, the heavens have other plans.

He saw you in Shoyo's phone, and his shaky hands reached out to hold the phone yourself, wide eyes and tears running down his cheeks as his eyes fixed on a little girl beside you.

"What the fuck, Oikawa."

"What's happening?"

"There's this kid that looks a lot like him."

"And?"

"Osamu?"

"We met her in San Juan, Shoyo. You didn't even thought about that? How dumb can you be?"

"Yeah, boke. But what? A kid?"

"Thalia's 7 years old now."

"Wait till Hajime hears this, Tooru."

"You're one messed up dude, really."

But he's deaf of the judgments around him. His attention was on you, and his probably little girl. No, not probably, he was sure it's his. She has the same chocolate brown hair and eyes.

He smiled through his tears and faced Shoyo who was just staring at him, waiting for him to say something.

"Y/n's that friend that I told you about, with a newborn."

Tooru closed his eyes, he never realized he was already that close to seeing you. Why didn't youー

"She said Thalia's father is just seeing her as someone else so she never told him she was pregnant. And Y/n's too invested in making that man's dreams come true without her, so she decided to escape from his grasp." Shoyo tilted his head on Tooru in brooding annoyance. "You don't destroy the people you love. She would always say that everytime I ask her why won't she go back, but that applies to you too, huh, Oikawa-san. And twice at that."

The place fell silent at Shoyo's words, except for Osamu's whimpers at the familiarity of the quote he once said at that bistro.

Tooru fell back to his chair, Shoyo's phone falling to the table with a loud thud. His composure was like a broken dam and a series of fucks and what the hells were muttered 'round the place.

"Where is she now, Shoyo? She deserves my apology."

Tooru heard Hajime but his cries came flooding on his system. He didn't even realize he loves you this much until now. Oh what irony.

"She's still at the apartment. I can call her if you're both coー"

"Don't. If she knew Tooru's coming, she might evade him again."

"Tooru-oni, stop crying, you look dumb."

Ran's 7-year old son, Takeshi, was previously seating in Kiyoomi's lap and now he's infront of Tooru, offering his hanky to him. Tooru sniffed hard and wiped his tears, and smiled to which Takeshi scrunched up his nose. So much like his mother. He took the hanky from his little hands and kissed his head. Takeshi made way to Tooru's lap and sat there, cringing at how Tooru blew his nose.

But Tooru hugged Takeshi, kissing his head more, to which Osamu rubbed his face exasperatedly and walked out. "'Keshi, you'll be staying with me tonight just until mama's home, okay?"

"Haiii~"

And Tooru felt Hajime's hand on his shoulders, tapping, encouraging him on facing you a week from now.

But by now, you're not afraid of him anymore, instead you're just waiting for him to find you again, like what the fate did seven years ago. And Thalia's ready for his father, too, but Tooru should expect her grumpiness and competitiveness as she had taken it from him.

"Oikawa Tooru, mama?"

"Si, mi amor."

"He's a dangerous volleyball idiot."

And you laughed. Yeah, he's a volleyball idiot, alright. But dangerous? Hm, nope. He's actually soft and a crybaby that you would want to comfort and protect for all eternity.

Estas bien? ー You, okay?

Lo siento por eso ー I'm sorry for that

Gracias ー Thank you

Cariño ー endearment for lover

Por favor ー Please

'ñorito (señorito) ー gentleman, sir, (but yn intended to humor him)

hija ー little girl

mi amor ー my love

Tan orgulloso de ti ー so proud of you

Seu bebê está dormindo? ー your baby is sleeping?

Adeus ー bye

Você está bem? ー are you okay?

Eu deveria estar indo ー I should be going

Semi Eita | Sugawara Koushi | Kuroo Tetsurou | Akaashi Keiji | Sakusa Kiyoomi | Kageyama Tobio | Miya Osamu

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Almost - 1

"A prelude spin-off for an upcoming fic"

warnings: afab!reader, NSFW 18+ content MDNI, mentions of heavy drinking and getting drunk, drunken fluff, drunk foreplay inc. dry humping, oral fem!receiving, cheating(?), pining, angst, comfort (?), stupidly complicated, surprising and agitating

part 1 - 8.4k words ; part 2 - 6.7k words

A Miya Osamu x reader ft Miya Atsumu one shot, is this one shot?

a/n: y'all can cuss me on this piece LMAO, more clues, read between the lines and you might pick up more clues

Blaring beats, an ocean of alcohol and drunk people, intoxicating smell, annoying big feet of people not being kind on your own, flirty gestures, incessant stranger grindings, travelling hands.

Ugh.

"Drink."

You shouted at your friend's ear and you didn't wait for her to respond. She's busy with someone else, you doubted she heard you. You rolled your eyes as you made your way to the bar counter, dodging people along the way.

You were with five friends when you got here, and now, the only friend you're with is dancing and grinding with someone else, leaving you to yourself. You wanted to go home. Why did you even give this bar hopping a chance? You still have reports to finish. You kinda regret having an apartment so close to the nightlife alleys of Osaka.

"Y/n, it's going to be fun, come on!"

"Don't be a KJ. Let's goooo~"

"Unwind, Y/n. Go out there and flirt!"

And the last one just offered you a laugh because she knows you're giving in all the same.

You pursed your lips as the bar counter comes to view. You ran a hand on your bare face and fixed your topー

ーthen you saw that hair you'll recognize anywhere.

Done with this part? Go to part 2.

You stuttered in your steps, the other alcohol creatures blurring, eyesight focused on his hair and built, the expanse of his back. Your breath quickened and your feet turned to the door's direction, heartbeats louder than the bar's music.

"'Samuuuu~ that 'ya?"

Fucking shit.

Out of the door., Y/n.

"'am with friendsss, 'ya know them~"

Fuck. Fuck!

FASTER!

"Oh! One's there! Y/n~"

I'm gonna kill her later., you thought as you turned around. The last thing you wanted to happen is him getting suspicious about you avoiding him and his fucking Miya ego.

Your lip twitched at your friend who's giggling now, making distance from the man, giving you space in between. You unconsciously cleared your throat before settling down, fiddling your fingers as you waited for somethingーanything. Until your friend groaned at your side.

"Two stiffs!" She laughed and wobbled out of her high chair. One hand combing her hair back, she flashed a lopsided smile, can't even see straight. "Alright, 'am gonna dance~ 'Samuu~ keep her company, 'yea?"

Furrowing your brows, you looked over your shoulder as your eyes followed her, not even waiting for Miya Osamu to respond. You let out a shaky laugh as you faced the counter again, the bartender eyeing you from the other end if you might want him to whip you a drink.

"What are 'ya drinkin'?" Really, Y/n? Is that your first line of conversation after so many years?

"Sum'thin' ta get me drunk?" Of course.

You smiled awkwardly at the bartender as he makes his way to your direction, "Can 'ya give me more of his drink?"

"ThーThat's notー" You didn't miss the fast flicker of the bartender's eyes to Osamu for a moment. "That's not a ladies' drink, miss? And it's a mix just e-exclusive for S-sir Osamu?"

You raised a brow at that stuttering from the bartender. "So you're a regular here? And why can't I drink tha' mix? I'm a grown up now. We're both 19."

Osamu scoffed, taking a sip of his drink. Your eyes reveled at the drinking side-profile of this disgustingly attractive man, his adam's apple bobbing as he gulped down his sip. You saw how his tongue peeked through his lips to lick the smeared mix, you sucked a breath and closed your eyes momentarily as you saw him in Osamu.

"Give 'er 2 of this, Rami. She's a grown up, she says."

"Thought 'ya were stayin' in Miyagi?"

You started a futile topic as you waited for your drink. But futile? Your brows shot up when he side-eyed you while tipping his shot glass to his lips, you nearly smirked. He's still the same old Osamu 2 years ago. Everything about her invites him in.

"Will be stayin' here in Osaka ferーdon'noーtwo weeks? Three?" His fingers ran up and down his shot glass as he stared at it. "Might go see 'Tsumu an' stay with 'im within that period."

You hummed as the bartender, Rami, slid a shot glass of Osamu's mix. "So how was Miyagi?"

"S'okay."

The shot glass was cold to your touch as your fingers ran round the brim. Your eyes were fixed on the red mix inside it, ripples to the edges, as the questionーor more like a rhetoric question or maybe a declarationーsat at the edge of your tongue. And you smiled, chuckled.

"Yer still in love with her."

And without missing a heartbeat, an "I do.", came out from Osamu's lips, and that sealed it.

But how did it came to this?

You can feel his big, calloused hand in yours. It feels light, so as your steps, feels like your skipping on cotton ground and his hand in yours keeps you stable. But no. He suddenly twirled you by his side and your already swirling world spinned a bit more your weight crashed to his still solid posture, a hand on his chest. And Osamu chuckled, and you broke a laugh with him. And both of you will never know how ridiculous the stares you were both getting from passerbys.

His breath whiffs through your face, his forehead leant against yours. In your drunk state, you smiled at how close his face were, his gray locks flickering to blond time again and you were mesmerized.

"I'm hungry." His voice so deep it reached your core and you tapped his shoulder, receiving his message.

The next thing your mind registered was him holding your waist against him, your arms around his neck as you both swayed to a slow music on what seem to you as an aisle of a convenience storeーor is it a pharmacy?

"Yer a hopeless romantic." You heard yourself slurred against his hold, your fingers unconsciously tugged on his golden locks as he kissed the side of your head. "Can't know why she still hasn't fallen fer 'ya."

"'am an asshole tha' don' deserved ta be loved."

And you chuckled snuggling to his shoulder for comfort through your swirling surroundings.

Then your consciousness teleported you to your apartment, with someone kissing you and groaning, licking your tongue, his smell so addicting even over the alcohol and he stopped all at once at the sight of your eyes, pulling back.

"Ya smell like alcohol." He slurred, scoffed as he slumped hard at your genkan and untied the straps of your sandals. "Yer heart's gon' burst, hm, Aki-nii-san will kill me."

And you whimpered as he kissed the part of your thigh where your short shorts end. You felt his head buried against both your thighs, hugging it while sniffing. It took a while for you to realize he was crying, it shattered your heart a little so you card hisーwhy is his hair shifting from blond to grayーfuck, alcohol.

"'Am sorry. Shouldn't have left ya that day. Should'a calmed down. Should'a waited fer ya to say sum'thin'. 'Am s' sorry. Please c'me back ta me. Please don' choose 'im. Please. Please choose me 'gain. 'Am beggin' ya."

He suddenly sprang from his feet after ranting those words and crashed his lips against yours vigorously and carried you to God knows where. Your head is spinning and you can't understand what's he sayingーfuck, you could feel his hard-on grazing against your cunt over your shorts at his every step, it made you feral.

You feel him grinding back, pushing you to the fluffy surface on your back. You realized you're already in your bed, clothes off with just your underwear left, hooded eyes clouded with lust pinned on you. He's also naked with just his boxers and you moaned as his pace went faster, your jaw slacked at the pleasure he's giving your body.

"Fuck~ s' good~"

He dipped to your neck and sucked your skin, throaty groans from him tickled your ear straight down between your thighs, gushing juices leaking.

"S' wet fer me. Shall eat ya now, huh?"

You felt your mind slurred and it's trying to focus but the alcohol in your system drags it all over the place, drowned at the pleasure he's giving you, then you felt it. A wet muscle in your slit, licking your clit and sucking that made you moan and hands flying to his hair, tugging it closer. You felt that wet muscle licking your entrance and you gasped as he licked inside and up to your clit again, arching your back at the pleasure. And you don't know but everything just focused on him in a snap, him getting rid of his boxers and taking out his wide girth, your eyes raked from his abs to his face, to his eyes and your eyes widen.

And something snapped in Osamu too as he stared at your wide eyes, the trance of that lethal mix quickly evaporating from his body momentarily. His eyes travelled down to your heaving chest, erect nipples, his hand on your abdomen, pressing, and to your leaking cunt and his own hard meat rod.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

His panicked gray eyes flew back to yours, "I'm sorry."

He quickly scrambled away from you, searching for your underwear to wear it back on you, picking his boxers to wear it back too. "I'm so sorry, Y/n."

He was quick to change back to his clothes, faster than your mind processing what was happening. When you came to be, all dressed again, he was already gone out of your apartment.

Fuck. What was that?

And Osamu thought about that question too as he made way to the nearby bus stop, padding on his pockets for his phone. His hand was shaking as he dialed through the screen and held it out on his ear, gulping and breath all ragged.

"Where are ya 'Samu? Rami said 'ya already wen' out hours ago all wasted!"

"'Tsumu. Can I sleep beside ya?"

"Haaah?! Waz gott'n inta ya? Drunk bad?"

"Ask him where he is."

But Osamu's emotions went flooding already, long cherished memories reeling back to his mind it made him sob so hard, making him sick and wanted to vomit. He did, and Atsumu heard it.

"Can you go around one more time, Kiyoomi?"

The seriousness of Atsumu's voice over the line, devoid of his usual accent, made Osamu sob hard again, muttering apologies Atsumu can't understand what it is for.

"So, what happened to you?"

With a groggy mind, Osamu blinked the drowsiness away and scanned his surroundings.

It's already morningーor afternoon? And not on his apartment.

He groaned as he heard multiple dings from his phone, resonating with the throbbing in his head. He padded about the mattress to find his phone, but instead he felt a hand on his left. He peeked on the floor and saw Atsumu, lying on a futon staring back at him.

"Can I sleep beside ya?"

Damn, he forgot they just have single beds here at their dorm. How drunk was he.

"'Samu?"

"Yer practice?"

Osamu heard ruffles of the futon as Atsumu sat up, face all irritated. "Yer more important! Ya just got back from Argentina yesterday 'n went straight drinking. What. Happened?"

"Nothing." At last, he got hold of his phone just beside his hip and unlocked it, seeing the topic of the GC. "Nothing happened."

Atsumu just stared at his exhausted twin and sighed. "MSBY's operations and events are transferred to Sendai. Just fer a year or two. Talked ta the management. They can't afford ta lose sum'one like 'im."

Osamu just nodded, mind all clouded with the picture he saw in the GC. "Does he know?"

"Not yet. He'll be happy nun'theless."

"'Tsumu, can ya not look at me with those eyes?"

"Waz jus' worried is all."

"'Am fine."

He's fine. He has to.

Osamu can feel drool seeping from a fabric across his chest. A sleeping feral creature was finally calm as they both napped in the couch. This feral creature wailed and wailed a while ago as her brother was taking a bath with her dad and she just calmed down as Osamu cradled her to his chest, humming her to sleep.

"She really likes you, 'Samu."

Osamu scoffed, his eyes not leaving little Hinata, rubbing his thumb against the fabric of her clothing. "No. She fell asleep because I hummed to her her dada's song."

Ran hummed as she propped her elbow at the back of her couch, gracing her eyes with the sight of her little girl with her bestfriend. Footsteps and grumbling and baby noises came near and her husband kissed her cheek out of nowhere, Takeshi flapping his knuckles on Ran's arm.

"'Samu, first day of classes today right? Take care of Ran and Hinata as usual, okay? Might pick you three up on the way home."

And as if on cue, Hinata squirmed and whined against Osamu's bare chest, waking up to her dad's voice. Osamu was already smiling, peeking on her as she blinked hard, maybe calibrating where she is and when she didn't see her father, she cried. Osamu quickly sat up, supporting her and facing her to her dad who was passing little Takeshi to Ran to hold Hinata.

Osamu passed her to him, placing the cloth she drooled over to his shoulder, and he yawned, poking to Takeshi's cheek who was watching him yawn, chocolate eyes staring. "No ladies for Dada, 'Keshi, okay? Or Mama's gonna sell you for not doing your work."

And Takeshi gripped Ran's collar and hid his face to her neck to which Osamu and her husband chuckled at the sight. Ran immediately cooed while glaring daggers at Osamu, of whom raised his hands on surrender as he walked to his room.

"Take care of 'Keshi."

"Take care of Ran, 'Samu."

Always.

"WHY DID YOU LEAVE HER!?"

"SHE DIED BECAUSE OF YOU!"

"SHE WASー"

He was saved by Ran's knocks, cold water gliding his back, a hand anchoring him to the tiled wall. He was breathing heavy as a memory came to him, he gulped hard. He never had this memory for a while. Maybeー

"'Samu, we're gonna be late." Osamu then went under the shower one last time. "And please, get a girlfriend already so you wont bother 'bating." And her high pitched laugh irritated the hell out of him. He picked his body wash and threw it against the bathroom door, which just intensified Ran's laugh, echoed by cute giggles from Hinata. Osamu groaned. He's gonna go crazy.

Hinata can't stop flapping her arms as she was strapped in Osamu's chest and facing front. Strangers stops and waves hi to the cute little golden pumpkin and be mesmerized by Osamu's shy smile as they head for the culinary class in this certain building in Osaka. Good thing they got permission for bringing babies, and good thing Hinata's a cool baby, as long as she can smell her dada's scentーthat's now became Osamu's perfume, too, and begrudgingly wearing one of his shirts that's a little off for himーand be entertained by her pacifier and new surroundings and strangers.

And Ran can't help grinning at the sight and murmured at his earshot, "You're really good with babies, you wanna go marry and have your own kids?"

Osamu didn't like that idea so he glared at Ran who chuckled and apologized immediately, attempted on relieving him of the baby bag but Osamu held on it tighter and flicked her forehead.

"Behave, or I'll snitch you on Aki-nii-san and Kei, or worse onー"

But Osamu chuckled as he saw Ran glaring back at him so he ruffled her golden hair and held her hand, dragging her to wherever the class will be held.

And you sucked your breath as you saw him again after a year and a half, through the glass partition, with a baby and a golden-haired lady following him. Ran.

Don't enter this room, please don't.

Time was slow but as if mocking you, they really did, with the baby squealing and flapping her arms at the new environment she's in, golden eyes scanning. Your eyes darted to Osamu's steel cold eyes that's already staring back at you, a look of recognition flashed across his face.

And someone hummed, your eyes darted to Ran peeking on you through Osamu's side and she's smiling at you, eyes flickering to you and him. Your breath was heavy as your eyes travelled back to the baby girl with golden baby hairs, and back to Osamu's eyes. How many seconds was frozen? Fuck.

"You know her, 'Samu?"

"No." And it was your turn to be frozen, breathing stopped, everything. "I don't."

"Uhuh?"

You suddenly felt a hand holding yours out for a handshake and you saw Ran beaming at you. "Hi, I'm Ran. This is Osamu, and my baby, Hinata."

You shook her cold hands while still staring at Osamu who has his brows now furrowed, jaw set. You introduced yourself to Ran awkwardly anyway. How could you not? She's warm and obviously oblivious of the tension. You might as well save her the trouble.

This was the first day of the cooking class you enrolled to to curb out the stress you have from studying Law. And here is another stress of its own destructive caliber. It was hard enough to move on from that night, but here he is again, reminding you again of his existence. And is that his baby? She looks a lot like her mom then.

Your hands were colder than the industrial kitchen top as the lecture went on but was warming as you unconsciously played with the baby sitting atop between you and Ran, Osamu on the other side. But the lecture passed by and you noticed the baby staring at you wide eyed, tears welling up, well it actually had fallen already to her chubby cheeks, and her lips quivering, and aww, not making a sound. It broke your heart as you wipe her tears away.

Ran noticed it and was about to reach for her baby but Osamu's reflexes kicked in. He nuzzled the baby's face against his neck quick, curbing an impending tantrum session as he softly hum a tune you didn't know. You suddenly felt guilty but Ran reassured you with a smile and urged you to listen back to the lecture.

"Still not time for milk, 'Samu. Diappy's still dry too."

"Her random naps."

Your face ghosted a slight smile at the conversation.

The whole session was all lecture for today, and the instructor promised you all that it will be a cooking session next, it lifted a bit of your mood. Much more when you stepped out of the building and you saw your boyfriend waiting with some of his teammates. You quickly checked your phone for his messages and smiled apologetically to him.

Oh no. I was that nervous that I didn't noticed him messaging me.

"'Tsumu?"

Your face paled, not that you didn't expect this butーYou closed your eyes to calm yourself.

"Ran! 'Nata!" A big man lugged past you towards Ran. "Surprise!"

"Hey! Baka! You left Takeshi!"

But your eyes and attention were focused on Atsumu, coming out of his car and walking towards you. You were gradually calming as he closed the distance, out for a hug and a kiss on your forehead.

"Aw, she's not single 'Samu. Andー"

"ーEXCUSE ME? MR MIYA ATSUMU?"

Atsumu groaned at your forehead and you rubbed his back, chuckling at his reaction. "Yer mom brain's acting up. Told ya last week I got back with her. And you were the firs' ta know. Even told ya before 'Samu!"

"Ya didn't~" You heard him mused as he passed the baby to the big man's arm waiting, with also a baby boy in his other arm.

Atsumu growled at Osamu and you patted his chest and smiled. "S'okay, I already know Ran and yer teammates."

You heard a huff, a familiar huff, "Let's go. It's almost milk time."

The others heeded and shuffled at Osamu's words and you felt rejected by Atsumu's own twin, but it wasn't unprecedented, given what had happened. You wonder if he remembers, but no, it didn't matter. It shouldn't.

A hand got yours and you saw Ran beaming at you. "You're staying at Atsumu's? Gonna catch up soonest, okay?" And it's comforting.

"No. You're gon' let her join yer cult! No way!" But Ran just smiled at Atsumu, menacingly at that, that made him shut up and whimpered down his throat, you nearly laughed.

"Plushie! Let's go!"

Ran waved her bye to you but rolled her eyes to Atsumu and Kiyoomi peeking from Atsumu's car's back seat. She skipped her steps to their own car, taking the baby boy in her arms.

"Don't let her join your cult, you'll just teach her how to curse us and make us suffer."

"Excuse me, plushie, but it's not a cult!"

And never once did Osamu bat an eye on you through that whole encounter.

"So Osamu already has kids?"

Kiyoomi was the first to react, snorting while scrolling through his phone. Atsumu was patient though, shaking his head while his eyes are on the road. "They're her husband's, 'f'cors."

"But Osamu?" Husband? She's already married? 18? 19?

Atsumu hummed. "When he married Ran, he also kinda married Osamu in some sense." He snickered, and his little reactions tugging your heartstrings through the gut-wrenching topic. "Marry one, take one."

Your gut twisted more at what he said and how he said it. "B-but, Osamu loves her, right? Does her husband know? Does she know?"

Atsumu glanced at you, the sunset haze flashing through the windows and his blonde locks, and smiled sadly. "Yes, he knows but she doesn't. But that matter is between Ran and Osamu so he can't interfere. And bokkun knows Osamu respects him and his marriage with Ran so there's nothin' to worry about, fer now."

"A hell of a complicated relationship, right?" You heard Kiyoomi commented as you settled the topic, eyes straight through the dash, to the bustling streets of Osaka.

A hell of a complicated relationship huh?

You hummed as you felt a soft, wet touch on your forehead. Your eyes fluttered open and instantly smiled to his beaming self.

"Leavin' already?" When the sleep finally unlatched from you, you sprang up from the bed, blanket sliding down your body revealing your bare chest, and your head hitting Atsumu in his jaws gaining an Ow. "Yer bento!"

"NoーOwーNo rushing." You bit your lip as you heard Atsumu whine while getting off bed and getting a shirt from his stack of clothes and him sitting at the edge of your shared bed. "Can ya bring me my bento later then?"

You stared lovingly at him as you slid onto his shirt. "Okay." He hummed at your approval and leaned you into him and kissed your forehead, also leaving a lingering kiss on your lips to which made your eyes sparkle. "I love you, 'Tsumu. Take care okay?"

"I love you too, so much, butー" You cocked a brow on him as he flashed a playful smile at you while hugging your waist, thumbs making miniscule strokes. "ーwhat will ya do if I get on an accident? Or die?"

And your loving moment was brushed back to the edge of the room as your mood soured at his question. His smile faltered as he observed your facial reaction. But that was just the tip of the iceberg of how he thought his question affected you.

"Not a good question to start our morning, Atsumu."

"I'm sorry." He whispered it under his breath after a moment of silence and this, this bothered you more than the memories currently reeling in your mind. You kissed his forehead longer than usual.

"Told 'ya 'm not leavin' you again, right?" He nodded against your tummy, eyes on you searching for something it made you run your fingers to his newly dyed hair. "'Am goin' where ya goin'. So if ya don' want me ta die then don't die. Simple."

It's now his turn to sour his reaction, "Yep, not a good topic to start our morning. 'Am sorry." You chuckled as the huffing and pouting 6 foot big baby stood and started walking to the front door with you shadowing him. "'Am gonna see ya later, 'kay?"

But his showering kisses were overbeared by the memories you had prior, and it has been an hour when Atsumu walked out from your shared apartment to his practice. These memories shouldn't wash you away from consciousness but it shook the depths of your soul it made you sob so hard.

You're living in the present, Y/n. Get your shit together.

As you were finishing up Atsumu's bento, your doorbell rang and you wondered who was it as you walked to your door. You opened it up and froze when you saw a smiling Ran, the cutie baby boy from yesterday and.. the stone-cold twin of your boyfriend. Well, stone-cold only to you.

You quickly got back from the trance when you realized you're wearing nothing but Atsumu's shirt. "Come in, make yourself at home!" You called out as you sprinted up to your bedroom to dress appropriately.

"She was crying."

"Huh?"

"Samuuu, how can you not notice it?"

"Didn't care."

"HEY! She's 'Tsumu's girlfriend!"

Silence.

"Ooohh, are you jealous?"

He would never.

You smiled as you fixed the same Atsumu's shirt you wore prior, just now with your undergarments and a short. You walked leisurely to where they are, still standing by the living room, Ran's face all teasing and Osamu's all irritated, and the baby all observant he spotted you first and made grabby hands that caught both their attention.

Ran was all smiles when she relayed the details of her planned gathering, to welcome you to the circle. It's this evening, and they'll be the one cooking. And now, she's gonna drag you to the grocery store to prepare.

"But first, we're gonna drop these bentos okay?"

And you smiled at her and nodded while she's at the passenger seat, the silent Osamu driving to the gym where the MSBY Black Jackals are having their practices. The drive seemed fast for you because you were entertained by little Takeshi beside you, slapping your arm and blabbering baby noises and you cooed in turn, poking his cute chubby cheeks. You were lost momentarily in your thoughts of Atsumu carrying your own little boy, you smiled absentmindedly at the sight of little Takeshi.

And you will never know how Osamu raised his brows while glancing at you and Takeshi in the rear view mirror. He didn't like the look in your face, it made him floored the gas pedal, passing slow cars in a flash. He just realized he did when Ran pinched his thigh and glared at him silently. He shouldn't be distracted like this, but you're making it hard for him.

The dropping of bentos went so fast, it was all Ran talking, you barely talked with Atsumu because he was busy arguing with her about the impromptu gathering later. Her husband waved hi to you across the court, loud voice echoing it made his twins squirm, searching for the source. Little Hinata was in Coach Foster's lap and behaving, but when Ran came to her and kissed her, she cried and Ran mumbled her something that calmed her down instantly.

"'Samu, don't tire her."

You heard those words as you were dragged out of the sports center, Osamu following you both with little Takeshi.

Grocery shopping was a blur as Ran and Osamu's domestic rush was in full display in your eyes, and you can't deny the envy you feelーbut for what and why, you didn't know. But one thing you're sure about. They feel like a family of their own.

Their domesticity was prolonged as they started preparing for the gathering back at your apartment, you cleaning while little Takeshi was sleeping on his portable cot in the living room. You glance at them from time to time as they move flawlessly throughout your kitchen.

"So, how do you met Atsumu?"

You propped your broom in your underarms as you wiped furnitures after furnitures, you almost missed how Osamu flinched while mincing something in the counter. Almost. And you chose to ignore it.

"I was his ex back in highschool."

She turned to Osamu and sneered, all while chopping what seems to be carrots, "Highschool huh.."

There might be under-the-counter battle because Osamu's face went contorted and scrunched, while Ran was seething. "Stop it. Okay. God. Okay, I know her all along."

"Why did you lie then, huh?" You forcefully drag your attention back to cleaning as they continue to bicker in the kitchen. Ran gasped, "Waitt, is sheー"

"No. Shut up. It's not." And Ran giggled, you didn't dare take a glance at them though they're still mumbling inaudibly.

"Soー" Ran started again after a while of inaudible arguing with Osamu. "ーwhy did you two broke up?"

"It's not appropriate ta ask that, Ran." Osamu scolded, his back turned to face the gas stove, Ran was rushing in his back anyway, preparing more ingredients for their dishes.

Ran paused and pouted. "I'm sorry. But how did you get together again?" She smiled while resuming to her task at hand. "I didn't know Atsumu can be so disgustingly romantic to take his ex back and start over."

"Yeah, like what he did ta ya huh?" Ran elbowed Osamu's back that made him chuckle because maybe it has no effect on how muscular Osamu's back isーthe memories from the night came reeling in you blinked hard and fast as you busied yourself finishing up cleaning.

"Y/n?" You flinched as you heard Ran's worried calls. "Are you okay? Called you thrice." Your eyes travelled to Osamu that has his eyes on you as he was deboning the chicken. His expression was neutral and you breathed and flickered a smile to Ran.

"I'm sorry. Umーweー" You were cutted off when Osamu huffed.

"Ya don't need to answer everything she asks. And youー" Osamu ran his greasy hands from the chicken down to Ran's face that made her whine and squirm as he held her cheeks with his fingers, giving her lips a more protruded pout. "ーStop asking personal questions. Yer overwhelming her."

You thought of clenching your fist. The tension you have with Osamu is the one overwhelming you, not Ran's questions, not her. Him. Can't he feel that?

You suddenly yearn for Atsumu's presence as you pursed your lips.

And it was not after 6 hours that your wish came true as Atsumu came with his teammates. He first went to you, kissing you by the lips that made the others chuckle and gag before even greeting you, but that made you smile.

"They didn't harass you?"

You hear mumbling sounds from the kitchen and you chuckled upon hearing them. "No. They didn't. They're cool."

"I doubt Ran didn't." And he glared at Ran across the living room to the kitchen where she and Osamu are still plating the dishes. "Just tell her off to her brothers and the problem will be solved."

"HEY!"

"Plushie, still not tired?"

"This is the last."

And you saw it, face to face. Ran and her husband kissed in front of Osamu, and Osamu'sーwellーnot fazed that he caught you staring and cocked a brow at the wake of the kiss.

"You should've brought Ayaka, Sakusa."

"She's busy, Wan-san."

"I feel so single now."

"Shut up, Driah."

"Ouji!"

"Ah! Wan-san! Don't jump scare him!"

"I'm sorry." Atsumu kissed your shoulders as you scanned your living room full of athletes, him hugging you from the back. "They're really this noisy."

"You're the noisiest." Kiyoomi, who was the nearest, commented.

It took them a while to settle them down, some of them busy with the twins in the cot, some just talking in the kitchen, sneaking out crumbs from the foods out of Ran's sight, or Osamu just leaning back on the single sofa, arms crossed against his chest and with eyes closed. He might be exhausted.

And Atsumu pressed against you while talking with Oliver about the practice that afternoon. He was intertwining your fingers with his as he was indulged with the conversation and you can't help but play with his fingers.

"Are you okay?" That was Kiyoomi, maybe sensing you're out-of-place. Ran's advances to talk to you kept getting punched out by her husband, or Osamu, or the twins whining.

"Yeah."

"Do you know that I know you, even before last week?"

That perked your attention. "Tell me more? How do you know me?"

Kiyoomi chuckled, amused at your enthusiasm. "Well, for some reason, we only knew about you when you broke up with Atsumu last 2 years. He wiped his snot and drool all over the Boys' GC. It was disgusting."

You heard Atsumu gasped at your side amidst his conversation with Oliver. "Did not!" So, he was listening. You narrowed your eyes on him to which he grinned and kissed your cheek.

"It's just the boys that know you, except him." Kiyoomi gestured to Ran's husband that's animatedly telling certain stuffs to Ran who was devotedly listening to him and smiling.

Atsumu leaned to you to whisper, "Because he's an asshole." and nodded, clearly pleased at what he said but when he saw you raised a brow, he immediately pouted and hugged your waist.

"Kita-san?"

"KITA-SAN!? KITA-SAAAAN!"

"Shut upーNot you Kita-san! I was talking to Ran!ーHai! I'm coming."

Osamu stood up and went out of the apartment almost immediately after he talked with presumably, Kita Shinsuke. You felt excitement rushing through your body, but with blots of shame at what happened two years ago. Atsumu might've noticed it because he gripped your hand tighter and brought it to his lips, mouthing an "I am here." before kissing it.

"I love you."

He smiled as the door opened, "I love you too." You brushed his hand before standing up, faced Shinsuke who was with Rin.

"What's with the tension, plushie?"

"I don't know, plushie. Let's ask them the tea later."

"What? Ya not gonna greet me after two years, Y/n?"

You felt your tears welling up as you rushed to Shinsuke and hugged him, he hugged you back just as tight, patting your back.

"'Am sorry, Kita-san."

Those words hold deeper than what it was meant.

"Fer what?" And Atsumu's voice was at your back in an instant, as always. You faced him, smiling, all while ignoring Osamu getting the stuffs Shinsuke and Rin brought.

"Kita-san made me promise not to sacrifice ya fer anything."

And as if on auto, Atsumu's lips quivered at Shinsuke who was already shaking his head and entering the apartment, straight to Ran to hug her tight.

"Yer not gon' do that again, are ya?" It was a whisper, out from the prying ears of all the people in your apartment.

"Nah. Not gon' leave ya."

Atsumu smiled at kissed your forehead before returning back to the crowd. At that split moment you gazed at the entirety of the crowd, a pair of eyes stood out. He was out there with his bestfriend showing her babies to Shinsuke and Rin. And he's staring back at you, like he did hear what you and Atsumu talked about.

And you realized it was a swear, not for Atsumu. But for yourself.

The dinner with the team, Shinsuke and Rin went by. Rin is still awkward with you, though, while he's talkative with Ran and her twins. Well, that's to be expected. You really did a number on Atsumu anyway.

Your soul shot up when a hand grabbed your shoulder and a "Hey" sounded out of nowhere. Ran giggled noticing you got shocked. "Can I use your room? I have to breastfeed."

"Sure!"

"Thank you! You can come in anytime, okay?" You nodded, beamed at her and tickled little Takeshi's cheek.

"Ran's gonna breastfeed. Be back."

"You're not part of that breastfeed session, may I remind you."

"Fuck you." The big man laughed. "No one's gonna hold this other pooper."

Then, the married couple went up to your bedroom while you went back beside Kiyoomi and listened to the discussion at hand.

"ーimagine him being a father already." That was Adriah.

So their discussion was about Ran's husband, huh.

"It fits him."

"When would you marry Ayaka, Sakusa?"

All of them laughed when Kiyoomi choke on his beer and coughed all over. Kiyoomi groaned at Shion who asked that question.

"She would probably laugh me off."

Meian snickered and faced Atsumu who was laughing at Kiyoomi. "You? When?"

Atsumu then turned to you, the same time as Osamu stood up and walked upstairs, maybe to your room where the married couple is. "When she's ready."

You smiled but all you could hear were Osamu's heavy steps in the stairs amidst the teasing of the team and Shinsuke. Rintarou however is staring back at you, narrowed green eyes piercing to your skull. He was nodding after a while and stood up, whispered something to Shinsuke who also stood up, then to Atsumu.

"You're leaving already?"

"Still have to go back to Nagano at dawn or I'm gonna hear it from Motoya. Kita-san also has some work early tomorrow."

Atsumu pouted as you stood up and hugged Shinsuke who petted your hair, "Please, Y/n. Don't do it again hm? If there's a chance of you doing it again, just leave now while it's still early."

"Kita-san?" There was worry all over Atsumu's tone, and as he gazed at you but you just smiled at both of them.

Rin scoffed, "Kita-san, we have to say goodbye to the three upstairs."

And Osamu didn't like it when both of you were left in the bedroom after Shinsuke and the others as well said their goodbyes. Both Ran and her husband be all polite and see them off, leaving you both so awkward with the drowsy twins. He was laying next to Hinata who was cuddling close to him, you ghosting his back and awkwardly standingーor not.

"Stop what you're doing, Osamu." He hated it when you open that damn pretty mouth of yours. He nearly rolled his eyes.

"I can't. I have to pet her for her to sleep. Hinataー"

"You know that's not what I meant." He exhaled, freezing his hands on Hinata's cheek.

"Why? What else was I doing, Y/n?"

"Reminding me you existed."

Osamu scoffed at it; of course you'll be reminded, he practically has the same face as Atsumu's. But other than that, he never had those intentions. He should never have those intentions. You were Atsumu's and will always be. Besides, he knows he's inlove with Ran. For him, you're just something that should stay in his past.

"Not doing anything like that."

Liar. Your tears welled up as it came flooding into you.

"Atsumu. We have to clean up, come on."

"Butー"

"I don't want to leave your apartment all messy. Let's clean up."

Osamu stood up when he heard that but you had to confront him now or never, so you held him back.

"You wasted an afternoon practice just to crash my first date with Atsumu." You pointed out while he scoffed again, incredulous. "You were the first to comfort me when we had our first fight."

Osamu's face can't be painted when he turned to you, "Of course, I can't have you leaving Atsumu over petty things."

"Because of something you suggested. Remember? Getting me as a manager?" Osamu stared you with pursed lips. "You can't deny now? Remember you implied that you love me, Osamu? Remember that you said you can treat me better?"

Osamu charged at you, a couple inches away you can feel his rage it made you want to stand down. "That was before I met Ran." He hissed under his breath, not wanting to make it any more louder. "That was before you and Atsumu."

You can feel tears falling down your cheeks, you really have no idea why. You just wanted to confront him but he was making all these excuses. For what? To hurt you? To get back the pain you caused Atsumu?

"What was that night, then?"

"What? I can't even remember a thing, I was too wastedー"

Ran's husband suddenly went inside casually and stared at you both, mouthing Atsumu's name. You have no time to process that he might've hear something everything, you wiped your tears as you heard Atsumu's familiar bounding steps to your room. Osamu huffed and went straight out of the room, giving way to Atsumu at the door who went confused.

"Gonna load the other things to the car. The twins needs to sleep on their bed."

And Osamu has to get away from you. Fast.

He saw how Ran stood awkwardly at the living room, in mid-fixing the twins' stuffs. "Go get the twins. We're going."

"Didー"

"Go get the twins, Ran."

Ran mouthed a resigned Okay before going up to get the twins, and her husband as well.

Osamu can still hear Atsumu's voice calling out for him as he exited his apartment. He knew Atsumu's worried about what he didn't know was happening in his own premises. Osamu can't help but to rub his hands across his face exasperatedly. The married couple noticed this but chose to be silent, waiting for him to share his burdens.

"Spit it out~" Osamu mused one day alone with Ran in their apartment with the twins. Her husband just left for practice and they were cleaning fast before the double terror wakes up from their naps.

Ran held onto the dishes in the sink as she gazes at Osamu across the living room. "W-what was she like back in high school? Y/n?"

Osamu continued to clutter out the twins' playpen, pondering to or not to give in to Ran's probing. He figured she has to let her know though, since she was his bestfriend, in every sense of the word.

"She's nice."

And then there was silence, Osamu had to look up to find Ran with her brows all furrowed and he chuckled. "Don't throw those dishes at me."

"I won't, if you just get on with it and share. You look clearlyーi don't knowーdisturbed? Agonizing at something?"

Did he really look like that? He wasn't even aware.

"She's nice. She's academically inclined. She used to tutor Atsumu."

"Y/n, can you please tutor me and Osamu?"

"She's brave and cocky."

"Fuck! Why did you punch me?!"

"Well, I don't know, ask the cookies and our grades after!"

"Athletic, too."

"Y/n! Just choose one, geez. You already have tennis!"

"Considerate at times."

"Okay. Atsumu, it's okay. You can be late sometimes. I'll understand."

"She's ー" Osamu huffed as he paused, Ran's back to washing the dishes and humming at his words letting him know she's listening. "She's crazy in love with Atsumu."

"What are you doing here, 'Samu?"

"Ah? Rintarou and I are going to the arcades. You guys wanna come?"

"No. We'll be on our own."

"Come on, Y/n, let's join them."

"She's fragile. Can't even understand how she lasted for a year with Atsumu."

"'Samuuu~ she's liking somebody else's picture! He even commented 'You look nice' to this Ran somebody!"

"But she's goal-driven, she can sacrifice anything to reach her dreams. A wide-vision of her expected future with Atsumu."

"'Samu. She broke up with me."

"She said I can't do volleyball all our life and when I argued with her, she broke up with me saying she can't be with someone so unstable. How's going pro in volleyball so unstable?"

"I don't like when she's reckless and just go on out without even thinking of the consequences for a second."

"Can't know why she still hasn't fallen fer ya."

"Sheー"

"She made you forget something for a while?"

Osamu suddenly stood up, wide eyed at Ran's back who was smiling, putting away the dishes to the dishwasher for secondary wash. And it irritated the hell out of Osamu he stormed to the counter.

"She's a virus, Ran. She's everywhere and I didn't notice it. She's everywhere and threatening to infect everything I have! She's gonna destroy Atsumu and I will not notice it!"

But Ran just turned to him and smiled. "What's holding you back, Osamu?"

"Nothing." He dropped his head low, feeling so drained of what's happening. "Nothing, please stop."

"Osamu." He whined at her demanding tone. "Osamu look at me."

Ran looked at him as if she was gonna drop a bomb, and she did. "Am I, by some wildest assumptions, the reason you're holding back?" Osamu gulped hard at Ran's questioning eyes. "Am I the reason you're turning down every single girl out there to prevent yourself from being happy?"

"Am I preventing you on being happy, Osamu?"

"Yes! So shut up!"

"No."

It felt more like a prayer than it should just be. Osamu will never permit Ran to be the reason of his miserable and complicated life. She will never be the reason for him being lonely. He needs to be, because he has to be.

But here is she, after 7 cycles, confronting him for what felt like forever.

"Are you, perhaps, inlove with me, Osamu?"

He stared at Ran full of emotions for the first time since that incident that led him to this seemed-endless cycle. He already had explored his options, scenarios, simulations, as to how to answer her when she asks again that darned question.

"No, Ran. But I have no choice but to stay with you, yeah?"

And no matter what happened, he knows it'll still be his answer.

"No. No, I'm not inlove with you, Ran. Don't worry."

And she has to feel like his words are true, especially when he saw the wash of relief in Ran's face.

"But I know some who are. You wanna hit on them? Gonna be our secret, don't worry." Osamu chuckled as to how he saw Ran's eyes bulged and her unsightful mannerism came, one of the reasons why he can't do something so rash like confessing out of blue.

☆ VOLLEYBALL IDIOTS - MAIN ☆

CAT | Tora

WHAT!? @Sou Inouka, you made out with some girl and you were filmed?

DT | Mai

😳😲

CAT | Lev

ERASED IT ALREADY! I SWEAR!

OWL | Akinori

send.

SJ | Maki

my DMs are open 💅

FOX | Rintarou

ehem

DT | Kenji

hi Lev

CAT | Sou

Hate you all!

@Ran

@Ran

CAT | Kenma

Grabbed the wild card this early 🤣

CAT | Sou

They won't stop, Kenma-san!

STZ | Taichi

Boo! 😆

CRW | Ran

I have a question!

and stop bullying sou-chan 😄

FOX | Samu

I'm sorry guys. She got me cornered.

Ran gasped at Osamu's side. "EXCUSE ME!?" Osamu just laughed, but it faded as the GC notifs went on.

Kiyoomi Sakusa added you to the groupchat

Kiyoomi Sakusa changed your nickname to FUTURE MIYA

RAN'S PLUSHIE

Put a distinction @Kiyoomi Sakusa LOL

FOX | Shin

Yes. Coz we have two Miyas here.

FOX | Rintarou

LMAO Hi @FUTURE MIYA

Ran side-eyed Osamu and his mood that turned sour instantly at the development in the GC. His lips form a thin line, sign of annoyance and Ran immediately ran a comforting one finger massage in his forehead, a familiar gesture she always do when Osamu's like this in front of her.

"The boys don't like her for what she did to Atsumu?" Osamu nodded and discarded his phone while Ran huffed as she types away. "If you have feelings for her or none, you have to give her closure or something, you know? She won't be at peace in her current relationship if you don't give her that detail, that period of whatever you have with each other."

"Atsumu.."

"And Atsumu will have to stomach it all up. You're a part of his girlfriend's life, let alone his own twin. He has to be open-minded of what she have with you. He should trust you, like how plushie trusts you. The problem here is, we don't know what's Y/n's take on you. It will be a disaster if she hasーugh, that's frustrating."

Osamu couldn't blame Ran for stressing out. He believes it's your fault, and that what you said that he reminds you of his existence, it goes both ways. Why do you have to poke up again into his life?

And Atsumu. He genuinely cares of Atsumu's welfare and emotions, he can't mess this up. His twin loves you with all his heart, much to show that he took you back into his life after the break up.

You're making it hard for him.

But he doesn't know it's harder for you. These past few days feel like you're treading in shattered glasses, walking slowly, praying nothing will prick you but alas! It finally pierced through your flesh.

Atsumu's gone curious about what happened between you and Osamu, and you continuously lie about it; preferred saying it's because of the previous break-up rather than the messy one that would probably break you both again, never to return back again.

And you're scared, coz even if Osamu's there, you know you love Atsumu, you feel it deep in your guts that you love the man you're with right now. Not his twin. Not Osamu. Atsumu.

You're scared of what will he say, scared of what would he feel, scared of everything that might hurt him.

"Are you okay? I'm really worried. Please talk to me, Y/n."

You smiled at him, being obscure with sniffing, gulping your tears as you thought of how to open up these things to him.

"I'm okay, 'Tsumu."

"Will a hug work?"

But you can't really control the waterworks when you're around this pure-hearted man. Before you can even nod, he hugged you tight, petting your hair and kissing your forehead for as long as you needed, shushing you, soothing your sobs.

You don't deserve someone like Atsumu. You'll break him and his brother. You thought you were already okay, you thought it's gonna be different this time. But escaping something deep would just suck you right back in. You knew you have to manually bury everything to get to the surface again, to hold Atsumu again.

You hated the thought of sacrificing Atsumu again. You regretted each waking day that you're not with him. You regretted every decision that caused him pain. He should just be happy. He should just be happy and nothing else. He deserves the world.

But here you are, threatening to hurt him again.

"You love Atsumu, huh?"

"With all my heart, Osamu. With all of my heart. So pleaseー"

"Okay."

You have to fix your relationship with Osamu as fast as you can, before Atsumu hears about it. He has to cooperate. He has to.

"Ah! Y/n, don't lie~"

"What?"

"Your birthday wish was Osamu to like you, too."

"Don't lieee~"

"He was your crush since Primary."

Fuck. You can do this, Y/n. Focus on Atsumu. Focus on Atsumu.

It has been peaceful for 5 months, if you call theー not interacting with Osamu, avoiding him every gathering, and avoiding Rintarou tooーpeaceful. You know Ran and her husband has an idea about what's happening under Atsumu's welcome mat and you're all so grateful they aren't doing anything to complicate things more. Whenever Ran talks with you, she avoids mentioning Osamu as much as she can. She was sincere on having you as her friend, getting to know you more. And her husband doesn't mind what he saw that night at all. He just gave you a pat in the shoulder when he saw you again. It made you weary too, for if Atsumu will know about this from people other than you, Ran and her husband will be dragged onto the mess you created.

You hated being the cause of everything bad that's happening to the kind people around you. It made you wonder why have you ever existed. You're awful.

"Y/n." You whirled around, your astronaut helmet-like kiddie hat got lopsided to the side of your head. He stood tall, also with his kiddie hat, brooding eyes on you.

"Osamu."

╰► PART 2

Semi Eita | Sugawara Koushi | Kuroo Tetsurou | Akaashi Keiji | Sakusa Kiyoomi | Kageyama Tobio | Oikawa Tooru

Reblogs and interactions are appreciated. Theories will be entertained. Cassie 2023.

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Almost - 2

"A prelude spin-off for an upcoming fic"

warnings: afab!reader, NSFW 18+ content MDNI, mentions of heavy drinking and getting drunk, drunken fluff, drunk foreplay inc. dry humping, oral fem!receiving, vouyerism, cheating(?), pining, angst, comfort (?), stupidly complicated, surprising and agitating, women empowerment

part 1 - 8.4k words ; part 2 - 6.7k words

A Miya Osamu x reader ft Miya Atsumu one shot

a/n: jdksjsksksjskksla PART 2 BECAUSE IT'S TOO LONG FOR MY COMFORT

missed the part 1?

Miya Osamu's dragging you to God knows where, you were all worried if someone's gonna see. Your eyes were on his hand gripping yours, how long has it been? You felt guilty on having some good memories on this, you wanna run to Atsumu. You feel safe with him.

With Osamu, your danger alerts come blaring left and right.

"Rin."

"Yeah, yeah, just get on with it and please, this will be the last."

Rintarou gave you a cold gaze and cleared his throat before stepping aside from what it seems to be a door of their room. He dragged you inside, and your heart felt like it ran marathons you grabbed your hand back attempting to escape.

"Please Y/n, cooperate. For Atsumu."

For Atsumu? You'll do anything for Atsumu.

You stopped struggling, but you don't want him touching you so you still struggled free from his grasp. He huffed, relieved, as he saw you stood in the center of the room.

"I'm listening."

Osamu nodded, fixing his thoughts that he practiced with Ran and her husband. "Atsumu has to know everything, Y/n."

"What everything are we talking about here?"

Osamu stared at you, "Your call. Anything to save your relationship with him. Justーjust be honest with him, Y/n."

You felt anger rising from the depths of you, you sneered at him. "How dare you say that to me. How dare you ask me to be honest when you yourself hid the truth from him."

"C'mon. I'm offeringー"

"Rin. Have you seen Y/n?"

"No."

"She's with Osamu?"

"Huh?"

"Is she inside?"

"Atsuー"

The door suddenly opened, revealing a smiling Atsumuーno, not smiling, his eyes are not smiling. Fear quickly creeped through your bones, tears are welling from your eyes. You wanted to run to him, hug him, but you're not sure if he's gonna hug you back.

"Y/n? I'm supposed to introduce you to the rest of our friends. Are youー" His eyes raked to Osamu's direction who has his face turned away from Atsumu. "ーsomewhat, busy? 'Samu, Suga-san's outside looking for you, too."

Rintarou groaned at his back and you noticed Shinsuke peeking over Atsumu's shoulder, staring at you. Shinsuke hummed, "We should leave them, Atsumu." Atsumu nodded and huffed, took a few steps closer to you to give you forehead kisses.

You whispered his name as he rests his forehead against yours. "I'll wait for you at the party, Y/n."

You were about to say you love him and only him when he moved away from you and patted Osamu's shoulder, gave it a firm squeeze. "'Samu, be kind to her."

"No." Atsumu froze midway to the door and gave Osamu a tired look you never seen all your life. "Stay. You need to hear everything."

"What's happening, Rin?"

"Go back to the party Ran."

You saw Ran and her husband peeked on the three of you inside the room and how Ran locked eyes with Osamu, smiled reassuringly and nodded, tapping her husband's shoulder and Rin's. And with some telepathy, they closed the door, leaving you three alone.

"What?" Atsumu chuckled after a long silence. "Are we just gonna stand here and stare at the shiny floor?"

You thought both you and Osamu are testing Atsumu's waters, that you both gonna tread on this situation carefully. You thought wrong, because Osamu just blurted out, "Remember the incident that happened when I came back from Argentina? The one where you have to pick me up in the bus stop?"

Atsumu nodded, "Yeah." And you felt cold suddenly, closing your eyes and praying to the heavens silently.

"She wasー"

"ーthe one that you told me about. The one who you almost had sex with. Yeah, I know. Rami and her friend told me that story I branded as a rumor 6 months ago when we got back together. They have different accounts as to what happened but with all the same person."

You both froze, and you were dumbfounded as to how Atsumu made it sound like it was nothing. Doesn't it bother him? Doesn't it matter to him? How? Whyー

"Why didn't you tell me?" You whispered under your breath so soft you were worried he didn't catch it.

"Of course." Atsumu sincerely smiled at you and Osamu, Osamu still staring at his brother, finding an emotion he can't find as of the moment. "I can't trust other people's recounts. I wanna hear it from both of you."

Your knees buckled as it loses its strength to hold up your weight, it made you squat and your breaths were stuffed. You feel like your world was spinning hard but got stopped abruptly, crashing your veins with your heart.

This wasn't what you expected. So all this time, he knew. Atsumu knew. The twins' 1st birthday party, the world outside seems so far away right now.

"Are there more I have to hear about?"

Osamu gulped, glancing at your distressed state on the floor before meeting Atsumu's unreadable eyes. He might've expected some of this, but Atsumu having this unreadable emotion is new to him he felt like lost in his own twin's proximity. For the first time, he felt detached from him.

He took a deep breath, concluding he has to end this whatever Atsumu's feeling right now. It pains him.

"IーI had HAD feelings for Y/n before Ran came into our lives. I kinda.. hated her for attracting both of us. Hated her because she was oblivious to what she was doing. But Ran came, and I didn't care anymore. That night was a blur butー"

"I love her Atsumu, what can you do? What can I do?"

"You don't have feelings for her anymore?"

Osamu didn't like how Atsumu smiled at him while saying those words. It felt like Atsumu was praying so hard for him to answer none. Like he doubted his feelings for Ran. Like he didn't trust him.

"None. All I know is she irritates the hell out of me, scaring the hell out of me, and hell, I still hate her because she can destroy us. I can't be kind to her, Atsumu. She left you once, I can't trust her again."

"Yeah," Atsumu chuckled, running a hand through his hair, and on the back of his neck. "She can destroy us. Because I will always choose you over her but I'm worried you'll feel guilty because you know she makes me so damn happy." He whispered the last phrase like it meant a lot to him, which it certainly did.

And Osamu's hands hooked up his hips, breathing to the ceiling, feeling like drowning at the atmosphere of the room. Atsumu knows him too well, and he can't tell Osamu that he'd feel guilty because he already did, it's suffocating.

And you felt so little hearing Atsumu's words. Of course, he'll choose his brother over some relationship. Osamu was there with Atsumu all their life, he was his partner at everything. The boys were right, Rintarou was right, you're destroying that precious bond they have. You don't want that. Their bond was what you love about them. Butー

"You?" Atsumu's voice was soft when he sat down infront of you. "Y/n you have something to say?"

You didn't notice you were shaking until he held both your hands gently and kissed it, it teared you up more. Whatever you would say to him now will hurt him. You gave him nothing but pain, it's revolting.

"IーOsamu's my first love, Atsumu."

The words felt so bitter rolling out your tongue. You had a hard time locking eye contact with him for you saw how his expression changed. He looked defeated. Osamu groaned somewhere in the room, but you didn't care. Atsumu was more important. And you saw how he was breaking in front of you.

"Before you, it was him. Was."

Atsumu withdrew his hands from you to cup his face, wiping his escaping tears in the process. A few more of agonizing silent moments kicked in before he found his voice back and fiddled with your fingers.

"Okay. Continue. It's okay. I'm listening." His voice was hoarse it slowly broke your heart. But you have to continue, to disclose this matter once and for all, even if it breaks you both.

"He was giving me mixed signals, and I sortaーa little bitーattracted to him. Heーhe never fails to remind me he existed." You confessed and you heard Osamu scoffed, already annoyed at what he was hearing, you have to refrain from throwing everything at him.

"So, is having the same face as him made it hard for you to forget him?"

Your jaw dropped at how Atsumu interpreted what you said, flabbergasted about how to even react, your mouth hanged open and closed in attempt to answer.

"NO!" You exclaimed, felt scandalized, your voice echoed through the walls. "NoーAtsumu no, it's nothing like that."

"Okay." Atsumu cleared his throat. "Okay. Go on."

"I don't feel comfortable when he's around me. He's making me feel guilty, he's making me reassure myself, reevaluate myself and my feelings for youーand I swear, I swear Atsumu, I really really love you."

"Y/n.." With full of emotions, Atsumu slightly smiled at you. "You don't hide something like this from the one you love."

"You don't let him think of why is he waiting for an explanation of your actions. You don't let him think of choosing between you and his brother. You don't let him feel insecure of your love."

"Butーbut Atsumu, I don't want you to get hurt.."

"But you're both hurting me right now." You froze as his voice broke, your breath hitched and shallowed.

"It's crushing me Y/n." Atsumu's lips quivered as he spoke and it broke you more as he reached out for your hand and gripped it against his. "Why did both of you have to wait for 5-6 months to tell me everything that I NEED to know? Why did you both have to wait? Are you really cheating on my back?"

"ATSUMU!"

"No, 'Tsumu, love, it's nothing like that."

"Then why?" Atsumu sobbed, and you really had the audacity to wipe his tears from his cheeks. "Tell me. I don't want to choose between you two. I rather die than choosing one from you."

The only sound that can be heard in the silent room was Atsumu's sobs and sniffles, and maybe the restless breaths from both you and Osamu, suffering from a heartbroken Atsumu.

"You don't have to choose." Osamu broke the silence, maybe because he can't take more of Atsumu's sobs it's also breaking him. Who wouldn't? "We can both get over each other in due time."

Atsumu smirked through his sniffs. "You can never move on from your first love. Thought I told you that, 'Samu."

Atsumu played with your fingers, heaving breaths every now and then, gentle kisses every now and then. It felt like an hour but you didn't want him to stop. These moments with him even amidst turmoils are what you live for. He assures you're at peace every damn time.

"Do you somehow want me to break this relationship up?"

"Do youーdo you want me to give you space, Y/n? Do you want a cool off? I can give you that."

"Atsumu." Your voice was breathy, and your eyes searching for his that's focused on your hands. You still haven't registered what was he saying. You don't want to.

"It's all I can give you now. Youーyou have to calibrate yourself, reevaluate your feelings for me.. anything, anything you want to change."

"Atsumu."

And you somehow were dragged back to the harsh reality, your voice felt like a kilometers away. You held up his shaking hand and caressed it, kissed it, thinking it might help with the situation presented in front of you.

"Don't worry, Y/n. Ifーif you want me back, God, if you want me back, I'll come running back to you. As fast as I can." You kissed Atsumu's palms as fresh batch of tears poured from your eyes and Atsumu's. "If.. if you ever wanted to break up after the cool off, I will understand you with the bestest of my ability. I will understand you with all of my heart, Y/n. Hell, you can take my heart and break it I won't care. Justーjust be honest with yourself."

"Is that what you want, Atsumu?"

"Y/n.." You heard Osamu whined somewhere in the room but you were focused on Atsumu who has his eyes on you.

"Yes. If that's what you needed, to see me clearly, with no ugly distraction named Osamu." Atsumu was the only one who chuckled with that, you can't imagine how he's holding all his emotions up to fix the problem himself.

"Jokes aside, hmm, IーI want you to love me for me Y/n. I believe it's what I deserve. And I don't want it from anyone else but you."

You smiled, wiping his tears from his lashes, and cupped his face. "You want a better version of me?"

"C-Can I at least ask that from you? I really don't wanna lose you but I want you to be honest with yourself too."

"A cool off then."

It went as a whisper but it was louder than any loud noise you had ever heard youself saying. But you had no choice but to take this chance to fix yourself. You also want the best for Atsumu and if he needs this, then you'll do it. No questions asked. Butーyou really don't want to do a cool off, too. You're afraid that something might change. You're afraid that even if you love him, even if you know you'll shamelessly choose to still be with him, he'll give up on you along the way.

You had no right to whine then. You had no right to demand or to go against his decisions. You were the one that brought them both in this situation. You. No one else.

Osamu was like drifting like a feather through the twins' 1st birthday party. People came rushing past him and he didn't even notice he was already holding Takeshi in his arms until the little baby boy blabbered and slapped his face. He huffed and kissed Takeshi's cheek before passing him to his father.

"Did it hurt?" Osamu heard Atsumu chuckled at his side.

"Hinata has a heavier hand than Takeshi." Then they both chuckled at the thought of how Hinata really got her traits from her mother, definitely a Ran 2.0.

And there was silence again as the games went on and all theit friends sitting in their table are out playing. Osamu still hasn't pulled his thoughts back, still stuck at what happened at the room just hours ago. It lingered like a fresh wound. He can still hear Atsumu crying, he wanted to be deaf for a second, it's disturbing.

"I can't be with someone who's not comfortable with you around for the rest of my life, 'Samu. That's why I asked for the cool off."

"Hm."

"You're more important." Atsumu assured.

"Hm." Osamu exhaled slowly to ease himself. He knew something felt a little off with his twin. But he has to just be with him through it all right? That's what his Ma always reminding them. "I'm sorry for keeping it for so long."

Osamu gazed at Atsumu who shook his head. "No. I'm sorry for making you feel like you should keep it all to yourself."

"RAAAAN! KUROO-NII-SAN'S CHEATING!!!"

"AM NOT! SHUT UP LEV!"

"I saw it Kuroo-san. Put it back."

"Akira, not you too."

Osamu felt something restricting his throat hearing Atsumu say that. He's clearly the one at fault here, before and now. It never changed.

"Kenjiro."

"You never change, Osamu. You're still top-notch at inducing pain to other people."

"'Tsumu.."

"Shut it now. I'm fine. We will be fine." How Atsumu whispered his last sentence kept Osamu in the edge, dangling. Of course, they will all be fine, but when?

Atsumu distracted himself by eating the finger foods served in the table, trying it all. Osamu wondered how Atsumu got this appetite after what happened, he doesn't even have appetite for his own. His stomach is still gurgling from all the stress he might vomit if needed.

"Oy! Tobio! Play!"

"He's worried for Yuki, the competition is today."

"Help me move out from the apartment after this? Wanna crash in your room until she decides whether to get back with me or to end it for good."

Osamu's brows perked up at what Atsumu said, shocked. "Wanna stay with Ran?"

"Yeah, the twins might help me de-stress."

"You'll gonna witness cheesy moments every fucking day." Osamu grumbled, remembering how Ran and her husband just didn't care if he's right there or no and all that mattered to them was each other. Which was cool, Ran needs it.

"I will experience it with you then." Atsumu grinned, but Osamu saw how it didn't reach his eyes as it was followed by another silence. How did he let this happen again? "I can't let anything, anyone, destroy us. You're all I have from womb till now, Osamu."

"But do you still love her?" What kind of question is that, Osamu?

"I still do, so fucking much. But I deserve better. A better her." Atsumu fiddled with his fingers as his eyes lingered at Ran carrying Hinata and conversing with Mai and Doc Ayaka, Kenji and Kiyoomi's girlfriends. "I'm just scared of how Ran will react. She slapped Seina when she broke up with Keiji."

"Ran's not like that, 'Tsumu. Of course, she will be upset because her friends are vital to her, especially now at her stage. She just slapped Seina to wake her up."

Osamu smirked at how he remembered Kei grumbling at the GC at how his sister just went gangsta and slapped Seina at school premises, and later claimed she did that for her own good and yeah, it worked but Keiji went and scolded her which was not typical of him.

"Think she can help Y/n?"

"She might be thinking of that right about now. Don't worry. Whenever push comes to a shove, she's got you." Always. That's why Osamu likes her, she never disappoints, she's always there. She understands unconditionally, selfless and steadfast.

But he never noticed that the first time, that's why they're all here and struggling. Regret comes deep.

And also at the expense of his own brother's emotions.

He has been standing by the door of Atsumu and Y/n's room for almost an hour. The other side was disturbing to listen but Osamu can't seem to take a step away, or even take a step inside. His hands had gone white gripping the door jamb, battling with his own thoughts. He knew this would happen. He knew. But it still hurts hearing Atsumu cry his heart out alone.

Osamu let out a shaky breath as he felt a hand on his shoulder and it paused, maybe noticing Atsumu's cries inside the room. The hand tugged him away from the door with a sigh and it drew him closer to a hug to which he has no energy to return to. His head dropped at the shoulder he will always recognize everywhere, hand rubbing his back as he notices he was crying too.

"Why is it so hard to learn how to love, Ran?"

"Maybe, it's because you're viewing love as a lesson to be learned." She paused, kissing the portion of his head that her pale lips can reach. "It should be felt, 'Samu. And be honest to yourself even if you can't be honest to others."

Ran held Osamu's face and her thumbs wiped his tears away from his cheeks, he nudged his face closer to her palms. Her touch calms him and she'll never know that.

"Go distract yourself first outside, I'll come back for you, hm?" Osamu shot a where are you going look at Ran pointed her lips to the door where Atsumu is, and he immediately nodded. "I'll call you or plushie if something happens."

"D'you drink your meds?"

Ran flashed her grin at Osamu and tapped his shoulder. "Yes, sir. Go now. Shoo!"

Osamu stared at Ran staring at the door for a few seconds before turning the knob and pushing the door open. Atsumu's cries spiked up volume and it was silenced again as Ran closed the door. Don't worry Atsumu, Ran's got you.

"You suffer like this everyday?"

Osamu chuckled silently as Atsumu whispered that question to him while peeking at Ran and her husband dance silly in the kitchen. Atsumu has his phone recording the wholesome scene, Osamu keeping the twins busy as the four of them peeked.

"Seriously?"

"It's rather enjoying, 'Tsumu. We never see Ran that happy before."

Atsumu went silent as the music track ended, so as his video. Osamu noticed it and he nudged him by his shoulder. "I-I'll send this to the GC."

He watched Atsumu turn up to their room and the twins looked up at him in question, while sucking their small fingers. Suddenly, the twins squealed and made grabby hands to someone in his back.

"Sneaking~" Ran leaned down to kiss her twin's cheeks. "Dada! Get 'Keshi! It's lunch time." She called out.

After the incident with Atsumu crying, she never talked about what happened in the room. She just said, "He's broken. Let him be broken for a while. Y/n will fix him if she's true to her words."

And that's what worries Osamu. What if you don't fix him? What if you'll break up with Atsumu again? Osamu can't bear the guilt then.

Ran poked Osamu's forehead and stared at him as her husband scooped Takeshi up and took him to the kitchen. "Stop worrying. It's painted all over your face." She scooped up Hinata and gave her to Osamu. "'Tsumuu~ Lunch!"

"Hai~ be right over!"

"She'll be with me for the whole of next week in this onsen in Gunma. I'll talk to her there. So stop worrying, okay? The twins can pick up your emotions."

Osamu can just nod and trust Ran.

You stared at your reflection in the mirror. Eyebags, ugly skin, bedhair.. You were not yourself since a week ago, since Atsumu asked for a cool off and haul his things out of the apartment to give you the space he talked about.

The week was agonizing, it felt like you were dying. But you deserve this, you got nothing for an excuse. You should've moved on from Osamu before you went back with Atsumu. You shouldn't have made it a big deal with him existing. You should just have focused on Atsumu and no one else.

Tears streamed again on your face for a millionth time. You wish Atsumu would just come back. But it'll be too much to ask considering you were the one at fault. You should haul yourself, get better and run back to him. But how...

Your phone kept on ringing but you ignored it. You didn't noticed you had fallen asleep on the floor by your mirror, until someone nudge you awake by the shoulder. An unfamiliar face was the first thing you saw opening your eyes, she was looking down at you and smiling, then you saw Ran by your side, brows all furrowed.

"Let's get you ready. Saeko-nee, can you prepare something she could eat? I doubt she has eaten already." The one she called Saeko nodded and beamed at you.

"I'll whip up something fast, we have a flight to catch." Then she strolled away to wherever.

Your eyes flew back to Ran who was pouting already. "How is this making yourself better, Y/n? You're neglecting yourself instead."

"Is Atsumu okay?" Your voice was hoarse from all the crying and silence for a week, you haven't talked with anyone.

"He's okay, maybe? The twins are getting him busy." She smiled at you, the light from the outside flashing against her face it's pretty. She's pretty. "C'mon. You have to get up."

You hoisted yourself up with Ran's help and she pushed you to the bathroom to get showered. You didn't know what's happening though, but you didn't mind. You were too broken to mind.

"Hey. Stop spacing out. You have to prioritize yourself first before Atsumu." She nudged you away from your spiraling thoughts and you found yourself in front of Ran, holding up outfits. "Which one you wanna wear to the airport?"

"Where are we going?" As you pulled the fleeced sweater you remembered Atsumu bought you.

Ran hummed as she pulled up her ringing phone, cancelled the call from whoever and with brows all furrowed typed away something. "We're going.. to Tokyo, then Gunma. We have to meet up with the other ladies in Tokyo, then shop a little I don't know. Then onsen in Gunma."

"How many days?"

Before she could answer, her phone rang again and this time she accepted the call. "I'M NOT CORRUPTING HER YOU PIECE OF SHITーSHE NEEDS FRIENDS!ーYeah yeah, take care of my boys and my little girl okay?ーYES OKAY! GEEZ." Then she hanged up the call with a huff. "Hope 'Nata will slap you hard."

She turned to you with an apologetic smile. "I'm sorry. I have a plus one baby in our place." Atsumu. "So, we'll be away for a week. Hope you don't mind. You need it, Y/n."

Saeko turned up with mushroom soup and lots of buttered bread a while later after you dressed up.

You were slightly invigorated as you finally got a word from him. It has been a week and he didn't told you where he would stay while being away. Now you knew he scooched in with Ran, you slightly felt at ease. And he was worrying about you getting corrupted..

"Hey! I'm applying concealer for your eyebags, Y/n. Don't tear upp!" You smiled at Ran and nodded, sniffing, chuckling.

"That's more like it. Keep smiling, Y/n-chan." Saeko mused as she fixed your hair.

"Seina's gonna be unbearable if we miss our flight. Let's hustle." That was Ran finishing with the concealer and the lipgloss.  "You're pretty, Y/n. No wonder the big baby is so madly inlove with you."

You squeaked a thank you as she pushed back her stool and stood up, Saeko already packing your essentials stuffing it all in a bag Atsumu bought you when yours snapped a long time ago. They hustled and you were flowing with them, it felt comfortable.

As you stepped up to the messy living room, you saw a golden haired man sitting comfortably at the couch and fiddling with his phone. When Saeko approached him, he immediately looked up and smile, eyes training to Ran and then to you. Ran stood aside for the man to see.

"Well?"

"Cool. But she still looked dead, Seina will be stressed." Ran grumbled hearing the man's words. "Let's go. You are running late for the flight."

As the man walked ahead you ladies, Ran peeked up your face and smiled. "That's Akiteru, my brother. And Saeko-nee's hisー"

A moment of silence came as maybe Ran expected a prompt from the two humans in question. Saeko walked faster and was already shadowing Akiteru in seconds.

"PUT ON A LABEL ALREADY!!"

Akiteru shot a glare to Ran that made her grumble more and pout. So this is how you rein in Ran. You chuckled as you starting to see why Osamu loves this lady, piece by piece.

You wondered how was he since that day. Did he make it up with Atsumu? Did he say he's sorry? Hoping he did, hoping they're fine. Osamu might be an asshole for you but one thing was sure, he loves his brother so much and that he can catch a bullet for him. You can't believe you almost jeopardized their bond. You have to make sure when you get back with Atsumu someday, you can't or will not be bothered by Osamu's presence, as it should be. You have to move on from him.

The flight from Osaka to Tokyo was fine and you got on a cab from the airport to a certain hospital pad unit off Fuchu District.

Ran squealed as she ran for a certain lady when they entered a unit. "Congrats for the win, Yuki~"

But this Yuki did ignore her because she was staring at you, as the rest of them did. "Is she the one?"

"Yea."

"You could've done worse, Ran. She still looked dead, she could've looked like a zombie."

"You should've been the one to fix her then Seina, since you're so good."

"Oh I would do a better job later than you, thank you for the compliment."

"Yoomii~ I have to go with theeem~"

You heard from inside one of the rooms. Ran gestured you to sit beside a blond cute girl with a barette in her hair that beamed at you.

"Ayaka-san?" Ran whispered to Mai, you remembered her from the party.

"Kiyoomi most likely doesn't want her to be with you."

"EXCUSE ME!?"

"Uh-oh." The ladies giggle as Ran stormed inside a room.

"Ah! Ran-chan!"

"EXCUSE ME MR. SAKUSA!? AYAKA-SAN'S GOING WITH US!"

"Atsumu said you're gonna corrupt them again. No."

"Why are you being so meeean?! Ayaka-san, drop that call!"

You heard girly whines from the room and Ran's grunts.

"Ran, I'm gonna marry that woman. You have to take care of her. Ayaka, text me every hour, or else I'm coming to pull you out wherever you are."

"Ugh! Shut up!" Silence. "Stop grinning Ayaka-san!"

Yuki and Seina sneered. "She's really a KJ, Sei."

"That's not even half of it. Ghad, thought her plushie sweeped that attitude out of her."

"Hey." A girl with glasses and black hair tapped your thigh as she was smiling at you. "You okay?" You nodded, can't find the words to converse with these new acquiantances. "She dragged you out, didn't she?"

"You have to get used with it, Y/n-san. She's prickly but she's sweet."

"The sweetest." That was Seina grumbling as she leaned back on the couch.

"She's just prickly because of what Atsumu did to her when she's still in highschool." You perked up at what Mai said giggling, the girls noticed it and began giggling too.

"It was a lyric prank, and supposed to be for Osamu to come out of his shell but it backlashed when Osamu left Atsumu in the air. Since then, she became defensive and prickly towards the boys, but she still cares. So much."

"Kenji and Yuuji can't even shut up that it was the other boys' chance to make a move on her while her plushies out missing in action."

"Tadashi and Kei, and the rest of our team were furious of how it sounded like."

And the recounts of Ran's relationship with the boys continued until you went out again to stroll the Tokyo streets with a grinning Ayaka driving. You were learning more about their circle of friends, it was peaceful and you felt finally included. Not even once did the girls leave you in your deadly thoughts, they picked you up and dressed you up metaphorically.

Their phones were off and on Ran's crossbody bag, not a care in the world that their boyfriends were calling and worrying. Ran can't have that distraction and she said this is just once in a lifetime that the clique is complete with Yuki and Ayaka around. They were the ones paying for the expenses, considering they are earning more from competitions and from working in the hospital.

The trip to the onsen came and you were lively as ever already. And they can see the change in you, but didn't point it out on you, just basking on you being able to get back up.

"Did you mention to your hubby what onsen we will be? He tends to carelessly blabber around and Atsumu and Kiyoomi might pick up the info." Seina accused as they haul up the baggages from the trunk.

Ran froze and grinned, which made Seina roll her eyes. "I might have. You know plushie, I have to tell him wherever on earth I will be. And then there's Kei andー"

"Oh shut up already. It's been 2 days, love might've already called him to ask what onsen are we in."

And you smiled as they exchanged banter after banter as all of you checked into the onsen village. The place was rather traditionally and it's relaxing as per Yuki. She must've been here before.

"You're not allowed to interact with the Miyas whenever they will be here any day, okay?" You froze as Ayaka added, with Kiyoko nodding. "We can't have you getting hurt again because of those twins."

Ran came silent at Ayaka's words, and you noticed it. And it dawned on you. They didn't know the whole story. You bit your lip and stayed low. You were worried they might change after they would know what really happened.

"You gotta be shitting me."

"Oh my God."

"We came here first. What's the problem?"

"RAAAAAN!! SEE!! I TOLD YOU!!"

Ran grumbled and stomped through the corridor. You and Ayaka followed her and you stood there frozen, as your eyes focused on Atsumu behind the towering boys. His face was turned away and head low.

"WHY ARE Y'ALL HERE!? ANDー" Ran unleashed her hands to her husband's arms that's just laughing and trying to hug her. "ーWHERE ARE THE TWINS!?"

"In here!"

A voice from the back sounded and you can really see the twins from here, staring at everywhere.

Seina sneered at Ran. "You messed up, bigtime! Look at Y/n! She's gone silent again!"

Ran shot a glare at her plushie, "Don't y'all dare to get near us for 2 days. I'm gonna smack your asses in public if you do."

Her husband leaned down to her ear and you swear, all of the girls can giggle louder at how Ran blushed after her husband whispered, "Yes, Mama."

But your attention wasn't with them. It was with Atsumu that was already staring at you, full of longing, and you knew you mirrored it with your eyes because one of the boys deliberately blocked both your views.

"Don't talk with your eyes."

"We're not, Tadashi. Stop feeding Ran's mood. Let's go, 'Samu." And Atsumu walked past the boys and you, Osamu towing behind him. A brown-haired man tagged along with Takeshi in his arms.

"Gonna teach you how to get girls, Ouji, so you won't be like 'Samu-jii-san."

Mai automatically palmed her face when she heard it, you figured that was her boyfriend Kenji.

"Gimme Hinata." Yuki told a sleek-black haired man carrying the little girl. Of course, you remember Tobio. Atsumu kept blabbering about him being a freak setter that's crazy fast in evolving.

"Are you mad, Yuki? I'm sorry. Tadashi dragged me." Tobio asked while handing over Hinata to Yuki.

Yuki smiled and kissed Tobio's cheek while Hinata snuggled in her neck. "No. Go now before Ran explodes."

"C'mon plushie, I missed you, and they tagged along."

"This is not a field trip!"

"I love you."

Ran grumbled and stormed to whichever room was assigned to you girls, "I LOVE YOU TOO!"

The big man chuckled and winked at you, "I got 'Tsum-'Tsum. So enjoy your onsen, Y/n."

But you were distracted already. The thoughts the girls drove away came poking back even though they tried to distract you again. Atsumu's just near, within the area. You wanted to run back to him this instant but you're in Ran's mercy.

"Share everything to them later, and maybe they can give advices to you, hm? We will not rush you but this is just the time that we're complete, so take the chance and talk. Hm?" You nodded and offered her a little smile which she returned with a hug.

Ayaka groaned as she entered the room, "You can't join us in the onsen, Ran. Water's temp is not good for you. No steaming too."

Ran smiled but there was a lingering sadness within, you can feel it, because you were sorta like that nowadays. "It's okay, Ayaka-san. I'll just stay clear from the onsens with Hinata."

And out of nowhere, she spilled a boob out for Hinata to latch on, you felt your face burning as you saw how Hinata held it and sucked. And it's not just you but all of you in the room, maybe except Yuki and Saeko.

"H-hey! Give us a warning next time!" That was Seina stuttering funny.

"You're all just dirty-minded." Ran huffed and caressed Hinata's cheek. "Right, baby? They're thinking of their boyfriends, right?"

"That Ran is playing dirty, Saeko-nee!" Seina whined as you were soaked in the onsen room with them. Saeko just laughed.

"Wish Kenji's hereee!"

"But I am here!"

You heard boys' laughing at the other side of the onsen. Your heartbeats' erratic already, thinking Atsumu's just at the other side and listening.

"Is Ran there?"

"Told you she's not gonna soak."

"Hey! Where are you going?!"

"To Ran, where else?"

"Don't! You'll just drag us to her temper!"

Some of the girls groan with the boys as they met with silence.

"Ran's gonna explode."

"Nah. She's actually soft with him, love."

"Hey! Where are you going 'Tsumu!?"

"Room. Sleep."

"We didn't visit the onsen for you to sleep!"

And before you could even stop yourself, you stood up fast and out of the onsen room.

"Y/n!"

"Oh shit."

"Now, love, Ran's gonna explode."

"Definitely."

You felt yourself running after you changed into your yukata fast, searching for Atsumu's back, and you rounded up the corridor and you finally got a glimpse of it.

"Miya Atsumu!"

You heard him huff and paused in his steps, side-eyeing you. "Ran's gonna be mad at you, Y/n."

With steps turning into strides, you reached him in a matter of seconds and hugged him from behind. You missed him. You missed him so much. You hugged him tighter as you felt his hands rubbed against your arms.

"Ran's gonna see us. Let's stay clear from the corridor."

But he attacked your lips as soon as he locked the door, "Fuck, I missed you Y/n." He murmured against your lips before deepening the kiss, sneaking his tongue inside to play with yours.

But you know you have to fix things first, so you gently pushed him away. Atsumu gave you a questioning look through his erratic breaths. "You should know that I love you, and only you. I don't need the cool off. Theー" You squeaked through your words as he kissed your jaw down to your neck. "ーone week without you alone calibrated me, it made something clear. Andーhahー" You gripped his shoulders as he licked your neck and bit your skin, leaving marks. "ーI won't be distracted with whomever anymore."

Atsumu hummed as he massaged your breasts ontop your yukata, lips still on your neck now travelling to the back of your ear, you whimpered at the ticklish feeling. "You don't need ta tell me. Saw your eyes earlier. And I won't careー" He gripped the backsides of your thighs and lifted you, him walking to the bed. "ーif you're attracted to somebody elseー" He sat down, you straddling against his lap. "ーWhat's mine is mine."

"Fuck."

You groaned as he gripped open your yukata, your breasts spilled in front of his hungry eyes, he quickly latched on a nipple and played with the other. You moaned as he massaged your ass, riding your yukata up high enough to reveal your underwear that's already soaking wet.

You moaned Atsumu's name like a prayer as he pushed a finger inside you, "I love you. Only you. I'mーI'm sorry."

Atsumu shushed and cooed as he hasten the pace of his finger. "I love you too, Y/n. I love you too."

And you were lost in the heat of the moment with Atsumu that you didn't noticed someone was about to open the door but immediately closed it after seeing the both of you in the middle of pleasure.

And Osamu swore it was unintentional. He was worried about Atsumu, but seeing you having sex with him, it somehow relieved him. But why is he feeling something he shouldn't? He's staring at the closed door of the room you're sharing with Atsumu right now, your moans resounding, it's irritating to Osamu's ears.

And when he can't stand it anymore, he walked far, far, as much as possible.

He loves Ran. He knows it. He can feel it. He must not steer away again from that fact. It'll muddle the cycle he has been steering.

You're just a figure from his past, of 7 cycles ago, one of the reasons why you're all here right now in circles. You're just a distraction. And you should stay that way for as long as it permits.

"I regretted ever blinding myself because of my love for you that I didn't notice Ran, Y/n. I regretted ever loving you. Because of you, I lost them."

"No, Osamu. You lost them because you were selfish and indifferent. Keep that in your mind."

And Osamu knows he has to suffer the consequences, the burden of loosing the people he really loves.

"Just a little more, Ran. Just a little more. One cycle more, and you'll be happy, truly happy. It's all I can offer as an apology."

Semi Eita | Sugawara Koushi | Kuroo Tetsurou | Akaashi Keiji | Sakusa Kiyoomi | Kageyama Tobio | Oikawa Tooru

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