𝔡𝔬𝔲𝔟𝔩𝔢 𝔱𝔯𝔬𝔲𝔟𝔩𝔢 | Osamu Miya x Reader

Welcome back Y/N

𝕋𝕙𝕣𝕖𝕖 𝕪𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕤 𝕝𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕣-- 𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕕𝕒𝕪.

"That should finalize all the paperwork Ms. Y/L/N. Enjoy your last year of university."

You bow to the counselor, thanking her before exiting the office. The past two years you spent your university years abroad. Your parents insisted you to finish the last remaining year there but something calls you back to Japan.

Whether it's a dumb call or not, you've already come this far into enrolling in one of Tokyo's universities. Hyōgo has a university of their own, but you didn't want the chance to run into him.

You're unsure what route Osamu took.

Whether he went to school, work, or adventured the past two years. You try to not think about him often. It would only open up wounds that you couldn't mend yourself.

You tried to move on by going on dates but nobody wavered your heart like the way he did. You couldn't find that ecstasy with other guys. No one held a match to Osamu and you hated it. Three years later and you figured you would find someone--anyone.

You grow annoyed that you're thinking about Osamu the moment you're in Japan. You're probably forgotten by him and he's probably found another person.

Wrapped in your thoughts, you brush up against someone on your way out of the campus. You snap out of your thoughts to bow slightly to the person who's turned around. "Sorry." You speak politely.

"It's alr--" The voice cuts off and you slowly raise your head to see why. You soon regret it when you notice a pair of familiar brown eyes. Their dyed blonde hair and black undercut.

Atsumu Miya.

Within the three years, he's grown just an inch taller. You're sure his personality remains unchanged.

"Y/N?" He says your name with bated breath. His eyes doe like. "Is...Is it really you?" His voice is a soft murmur when he takes a step closer to you. Your heart sinks slightly when you hear your name from his lips. "Why didn't you text me that you're back?" Atsumu speaks in a familiar tone as if you haven't reached out to him since the last day of high school.

You try to wrack up any excuse but your words fall short when you're under his gaze. He stares at you as if he's found something so precious.

"'Tsumu are you hitting on another girl? We have practice to get to." One of his friends call out to him. He turns to look at them and you take that chance to escape. Atsumu furrows his brows, glaring at the person. "I'M NOT FLIRTING." He shouts back. His eyes widen for a second when he feels Y/N's presence disappear. He's quick to look back, spotting her blending in with the campus crowd. Clenching his teeth, he darts towards the crowd to look for her.

There's no way he's going to let her walk away like she had three years ago.

The sound of his heartbeat rings out in his ears, his eyes flicking back and forth for her familiar face. He grows panicked when he loses sight of her. Clicking his tongue and scrunching his face, he curses himself for turning around.

His anxiety stops for a moment when he catches sight of her. Her distant eyes that look forward. She still shines the brightest out of everyone else in the crowd that she tries to mask in. It's no surprise when Atsumu feels his heart waver for her again. He cracks a small smile, maneuvering himself through the crowd to grab onto her wrist.

You grow tense when you hear the sound of loud thundering footsteps growing. Not wanting to look back, you clench tightly onto your purse and apologize to the people around you while you squeeze past them in a hurry.

Atsumu smirks when he notices Y/N catching onto his antics.

If this is the kind of game she's playing, he's not giving up. He'll chase after her the entire day if he had to. Eventually her weak stamina would give in. But Atsumu grows alarmed when he notices how quickly she bolts. It seems like Y/N's hatred for exercise changed in the last three years. At this rate he'll lose her in the bigger crowds of Tokyo. Clicking his tongue, he amps up his speed.

"You're not getting away this time Y/N!" Atsumu's voice rings out from behind you.

Is he not embarrassed to say that aloud?!

You squeeze your eyes shut, shaking your head before fluttering your eyes back open. You're not too familiar with the streets of Tokyo but you allow your feet to take you wherever it wanted. You'll just have to pull up a GPS later to get back to your apartment.

Or so you thought.

The moment you turned the corner it was a crosswalk with a red light. Not a second later you feel somebody slam against your back. Long arms envelope you in a tight hug and a ragged breath pants beside your ear. Widen eyes, you nervously turn to look at Atsumu who wears a smile. "I gotcha." He murmurs out. There's a few lurking eyes on the two of you and you grow shy from their stares.

"Atsumu let me go. People are staring."

"Let them stare."

Your parted lips seal when you hear his nonchalant tone. His arms tighten around you and you feel his chest heave up and down against your back. You're left speechless, unsure what to say or do. No matter what you try to do, Atsumu would just find a way to counter it.

He's always been the person who wants to win in anything and this time is no different.

"Welcome back Y/N." Atsumu tiredly rests his chin on your shoulder, a light chuckle escaping from him. "I missed you."