Sweet

Nine

"Samu, I invited her to yer restaurant." Atsumu popped out of nowhere while they were eating dinner. Upon processing his words, Osamu's eyes widened and he choked on rice. He immediately reached for the glass of water beside him, quickly consuming it before glaring at his twin.

"What ya doing that for?" Osamu queried, suspicious of Atsumu's motives.

"Didn't ya tell me ya wanna win her back? Then start impressing her once again. Show her all yer good points. And what better way to do that than to impress her with yer cooking skills in yer natural habitat: Onigiri Miya." Atsumu chuckled proudly, as if he just came out with a foolproof plan. When in reality, Osamu personally thought that it was a dumb idea.

"Yer dumb. This is why no one dated ya." Osamu jabbed, venom dripping from his mouth, pointing his chopsticks at his twin.

"Wha-?! What did'ja say?!" Atsumu growled, leaning into the table, ready to pounce on his brother.

"If ya force yerself into a girl, it'll not end well. Judging from the tactic that ya came up with, yer green. Yer a dumbass." Osamu shrugged, casually throwing insult to his twin just like counting 1 to 3.

"No, yer a dumbass. If ya don't make yer move now Y/N will never go back to ya. Now just shut yer trap and do whatever ya can to impress her throughout the entire duration that we are there. I'm only doing this for ya once so ya better make it count, shitty 'Samu." Atsumu rolled his eyes, continuously consuming his food.

Osamu looked down at his plate, playing with the rice a little as he mulled over it. He wouldn't probably do something dramatic because judging from his last encounter with you, he knew you wouldn't even bat an eye on his direction after that. He knew how much he hurt you and he honestly wished he could turn back time and change his decisions. But he knew to himself that it was impossible. For him to win you back, he could only try his best from here on.

He glanced at Atsumu for a moment before going back to eating his food. He didn't know Atsumu would go to this extent of helping him. Although he was grateful, he couldn't help but to feel guilty because of it. Because he knew that if Atsumu was aware of what actually happened, he wouldn't hesitate to throw a punch in his face. With that, Osamu decided that he better tell Atsumu all that happened in the past, soon. He should also prepare himself for some punches after that.

But right now, he should prepare himself to see you and quite possibly, try to open your heart for him once again.

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It was 9:00 am when your alarm boomed in the four corners of your room. Waking your slumbering system as it continued to ring in your ears. You grunted in disdain and flung your hand in the air, landing atop of your alarm clock, turning it off effectively. Peeking an eye open, you stretched and yawned before opening the other one subsequently. The sunlight was modestly seeping through the cracks of your blinds, indicating that the weather was clear. You pouted, it's Sunday, why did you set your alarm when it's your day off- ah... that's right, you have to see Atsumu today.

You pushed yourself off of your bed and groggily dragged your feet to your closet. Grabbing a towel, you cursed in your head out of annoyance. You were fine with this meeting when you were planning it but now that you're going, you wanted to smack yourself for agreeing to the plan. You wanted to stay home today and probably clean the whole house. But it was too late to think about that now. You agreed to meet Atsumu at their restaurant which meant that Osamu would be there as well. Wow, what a wonderful day.

To be honest you wouldn't be this riled up about it if only Atsumu chose a different place. You kind of didn't want to face Osamu again, but at the same time you knew you couldn't avoid him forever because it seemed like he was indeed trying to make a move on you and win you back.