Our Germ//UshiSakuAtsu//Mafia AU

Stalkers...?

Atsumu's (P.O.V) ~

'Creeeaaaakk' 

I slowly lift my lashes to watch my idiotic twin attempt to quietly sneak back into the house at four in the morning. This was a daily routine for me since I had first caught him sneaking out. 

He'd leave silently around eight or nine, just when I'm starting my classes, then come back in at four- not so quietly like a dumbass. Everyone knows if you want to successfully sneak in and out you've got to be quiet both times like duh.

I swear he's such an idiot. 

But even so I just lay there with my eyes slightly cracked open while I pretended to sleep, watching him creep into our joint room. 

Once he changes his clothes he'll hop into bed like nothing happened and after about fifteen minutes he's out like a light. You'd think he was doing something really serious with the way he's been exhausted lately, but who knows. 

I roll over with my face towards Osamu and my back pressed against my array of pillows. I just watch him sleep from across the room before the eerie quiet of the large room and the light snores of my twin lull me to sleep. 

(TIME SKIP BROUGHT TO YOU BY... YA LIKE JAZZ?) 

I awaken once again but this time to the sound of slight muttering coming from Osamu's bed, I flip over lazily and see him laid out on his bed with his laptop in front of him. 

I assume he had already begun his class so I force myself up from the bed with a small sigh and walk to the bathroom, grabbing my phone from the nightstand on the way. 

I brush my teeth while scrolling through Instagram, not exactly paying attention to what I was looking at.

Once finished, I began reconstructing the birds nest on my head. 

After I was done freshening up, I went back to our room to get ready for work. 

I had a part-time job during the day as... let's call it modeling I guess you could say. I test out makeup products for a popular company.

They pay really well if you have a face that meets their standards, which let's be real- obviously I do. 

Once I was dressed, I went out the door after shooting that ugly bastard a text to let him know I was leaving. 

The place was a good fifteen minute walk from our apartment which was convenient. As I arrived, I noticed an expensive looking jet black car just outside the building's entryway.

 I ignored it assuming it was a customer or something and continued to walk inside so I could sign in. 

After that was handled, I walked into the studio room where I was told would be where we would be doing the makeup as well as the photos.

I sat down in front of one of the many mirrors, waiting for the artist to come get started. 

The lady that came in had long black hair with thin framed glasses. Her skin was flawlessly smooth, the only thing that stood out was a small mole on her chin. 

"Hello, you must be Atsumu Miya, yes?" she asked with a slight smile. 

"Oh, uhm yes, that's me," I answered in surprise. 

Usually they never spoke unless they needed me to move my head or to praise me. 

"Well for today all we're going to do a soft pink natural look alright?" she said, while she began pulling products out of a white box. 

"Yeah sure, do whatever you want," I replied, closing my eyes once I felt her begin putting things on my face. 

After she completed the simple but elegant look on my face, she asked me to get up and lay in a certain pose on the white tarp that lay on the floor with cute little pink petals thrown on it so she could get her shots in. 

(TIME SKIP BROUGHT TO YOU BY..... THE PRETTIER TWIN)

'Whew, when I say sitting still and looking pretty is such a chore. It really is', I thought to myself as I began walking home once work was over. 

I had my payment for today already on its way to my account since I got paid once the job was done. I lightly bounced with each step as I continued my walk only to stop as I saw the same black car as before in our driveway. 

'Holy shit, was it a stalker? No- how would they get to my house before me... Ah fuck Samu's home', I thought as I ran up to the door, fumbling with my keys as I hurried to get the door open. 

Wrenching it open, I ignored the slam it made as it hit the wall. 

"Osamu?" I yelled as I ran towards the kitchen, finding it empty. I headed into the living room and there was still no sight of him. 

"Samu? Where are you?" I yelled out. 

"I'm in here Tsumu!", I heard him yell out from down the hall. 

I ran to our room and slammed the door open ready to beat a bitch ass if need be. 

Walking into the room, I locked eyes with Osamu who was sitting on his bed with his phone in hand.

 "Are you okay?" I questioned, only to stop once I finally noticed the two people on the floor next to his bed. 

"WHO the fuck are they?!?"