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Sick!Miya Twins X Reader

A/n: Osamu's your boyfriend Atsumu is your best friend because Osamu is superior that is all, enjoy.

(Y/n)'s POV:

I noticed Atsumu's odd behaviour first. He was quieter and almost nicer than usual. He wasn't bragging about how awesome he was or picking fights. He still had his snarky remarks, but they were half-assed. Osamu wasn't looking too great either and I was starting to think this weekend hangout with the volleyball team was a bad idea. Im sure Kita and Suna had noticed the twins odd behaviour by now as they were both keeping a close eye on them. I decided to try and get them to leave on their own before forcing them.

"Hey Tsumu, Samu, I'm not feeling too good, any chance we can head back to your house for a bit?" I questioned softly, pleased by how unwell I sounded, hopefully selling my act. They immediately nodded, knowing I never got sick and when I did it was BAD, plus both of them weren't feeling too hot themselves. We said goodbye to the rest of the team before I took one of each twin's arms and walked us back to my car.

Once we were all in the car I dropped all the bullshit. "Im not sick guys, but I know you are." They tried to protest, but they knew I was right and it was becoming too exhausting to pretend otherwise. Now that we were away from the group, the twins were actually letting it show how bad they felt. Osamu sat in front next to me with his head leaning heavily on the cold glass window and Atsumu was laying down in the back curled up in a ball. Both of them had an arm clutched around their obviously tender midsections.

It took us another 5 minutes to get back to their house. I was happy we were so close, to begin with as I was starting to get worried about the queasy noises leaving the twins each time we hit the smallest bump. I carefully haul them into the house one by one setting them both in Osamu's bottom bunk, not thinking putting an extremely nauseous Atsumu in the top bunk was a good idea.

Once they were both settled in as contently as these two could be in such close proximity. I plopped down in between them to put a barrier to keep them apart. Osamu immediately curled up into my side, his shirt hiked up and I could feel his burning skin on my arm, as well as how violently his stomach was churning.

I placed on hand on the angry organ as it let out a particularly loud groan and rubbed light circles across it. I was soon very happy I put Samu on the outside when he shot up, a hand clamped over his mouth tightly. I scrambled for the sick bowl I had placed on the table but it was in vain as I heard a gag followed by a splash of puke hitting the floor.

The grey-haired boy jerked and belched up another mouthful of sick, soiling the floor and this time his front with more putrid undigested food. The entire room filled with the bad smell too, which wasn't helping the other twins very prominent nausea.

"Look what you've done, shitty pig," Atsumu said, watching the scene with disgust, trying not to show how bad he actually felt and how close he was to being in the same position. Osamu raised his middle finger to his brother, as he coughed more vomit into the pool on the ground. (Y/n) sighed and continued to rub his back in small circles. Osamu was grateful for that.

"Just let it out, don't listen to your shitty brother." (Y/n) instructed gently. He brought up one more small mouthful of bile before collapsing back into my awaiting arms. I gently lay the younger twin down on the bed then carefully climb over him, avoiding the pile of sick and walking into the bathroom.

My first priority was the boys so I grab 2 cold cloths and glasses of water before walking back to them. I put a cloth on each forehead and set the waters on the table for when they were feeling less sick. Next, I quickly cleaned up the sick puddle from the thankfully hard floors, throwing the dirty cleaning supplies in the laundry room for later.

Before getting into bed, I grab the 2 sick bowls I had sitting on the table so we didn't have another repeat of what just happened. I laid Osamu's head in my lap so I could tread my fingers through his grey locks. Atsumu laid his head down on my heavily on my shoulder and when I looked over at him, I could tell he wasn't going too good. His skin was a pale green colour and he was sweating excessively. I could also see him swallowing convulsively.

I hand him a bowl. It's empty and made out of plastic. Atsumu wants to curse something out, his brother, his luck, the bowl. But the only thing that comes out of his mouth is a sickly burp.

"I don't like puking," Atsumu whines, and I gently rub his back.

A sudden twist of nausea rises from his stomach, and vomit splatters into the bowl. He blinks out the tears in disbelief. He couldn't even see it coming. If (y/n) hadn't placed the bowl under his chin, he would have soiled everything on his brother's bed.

"Oh, fuck." Osamu cringes, as I gently replace a hand on Atsumu's back and rubs supportive circles against it. "Just let it all out, you'll feel better."

Atsumu isn't sure whether to trust her. The only thing he can register is the painful squeeze in his stomach and a gag that pushes everything into his mouth. Everything feels so stuck inside his throat. Coughing makes the heaving worse.

"This- this is bad," Atsumu chokes out, hands shaking as he grips the blankets. "Oh, god. My stomach hurts like a motherfucker."

"I know hun, but just try to get it all up." Osamu wrinkles his nose, as Atsumu heaves another stream of vomit into the container. Atsumu's stomach contracts hard, forcing out everything that hadn't already been squeezed out of it.

Atsumu can't seem to stop retching, and everything hurts because of it. His throat is sore from the acid burning its way up, and his nostrils are stuffy and achy. His salivary glands feel swollen and strange. He just felt like shit. When he was finally done, I carefully get out of the bed once again and run to the bathroom to empty the bowl then return back into the bed. Both boys were drifting off so I gently rake my fingers through Osamu's hair and rub Atsumu's back. They were content enough, for now, I just hope it stayed that way.

A/n: Welp I hope yall enjoyed leave your requests in the comments, BYEEE!!!

~Luna