𝙳𝚊𝚢 𝙵𝚒𝚟𝚎: ❝ ꜰᴏᴜɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ❞

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prompt i chose: confessions, "can you sing for me?"

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Third Person

"And yer sure that no one else can go to the store right now? Ya know that Omi's with me 'samu." Atsumu spoke into his phone, currently calling with his brother.

Osamu has called him because one of his workers apparently forgot some ingredients they needed urgently. That poor soul. When someone knew how unpleasant it was when Osamu got angry, then it was Atsumu. And of course it was his twin brother, who he had to call, to ask if he'll get them the needed things. On a Saturday morning. Great job Osamu.

"He won't die in the time you're gone. Also, who in the hell should I call instead of ya?" Osamu stood in the corridor which led into the kitchen of his restaurant, the faint sizzling sound of meat being roasted and voices of the kitchen staff could be heard in the back. The grey haired leaned against the wall, a stressed looked covered his face.

"What about Suna? Isn't he home?" Atsumu asked, despite the fact that he put on his boots already.

"Nope, he got a few training matches this weekend and ma and pa went on vacation. I thought ya knew?"

"O'course I knew that." Atsumu got his phone tucked between head and shoulder as he grabbed his coat and put it on.

"Why are ya-" Osamu got interrupted by one of the employees. Atsumu couldn't hear what he said, but the sigh which escaped Osamu's lips soon after told him that it couldn't have been something good. His twin brother put the phone down, covering the bottom half of the device before speaking.

"Tell 'em that we'll try to get it done as soon as possible and that they'll get some kind of compensation, 'kay?" He sounded very much tired and stressed in Atsumu's opinion.

"Everythin' alright?"

"O'course not, now would ya please hurry up? I need 'em as quick as possible." Osamu ran a hand through his hair.

"'kay, text me what ya need I'll be on ma way." Atsumu sighed and looked at his boyfriend who just stepped into the room.

"Yer the best, I owe ya one." Some sort of relief could be heard in his brother's voice.

"Sure thing."

"I gotta go, see ya later."

Before Atsumu got the time to answer, Osamu hung up and the only remaining sound was that annoying beep which kept ringing in his ear. After he made it stop he put his phone into his pocket, getting his keys and wallet.

"What are you doing?" Kiyomi looked pretty much sleepy, his hair was disheveled, black curls falling into his face.

Atsumu looked at his watch around his wrist. 9:15 am. Who would've thought that Kiyomi slept until now. He usually wasn't the one to sleep longer than 8 am.

"'samu called me, he needs some ingredients one of his employees forgot to bring."

"Poor guy." Kiyomi yawned.

"Well that's what I thought." Atsumu chuckled.

"When are you gonna be back?"

"Uhh, don't know. I need 15 minutes to the store, then I need to search the things 'samu needs... driving to the restaurant and then comin' back." The blond got a thoughtful look on his face as he was calculating the amount of time he needed in his head. After a few seconds he continued.

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