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While listening to music, y/n was walking to the kitchen for a drink, humming. As she opened the fridge to grab a bottle of water, her eyes locked onto the sink and saw dirty dishes piled up. Y/n took off one of her earphones and shouted out to Osamu.
"Oi! Osamu, you left the dishes in the sink! You always clean up after yourself. What the hell?"
Silence. Y/n huffed and decided to clean up just this once. Maybe he was busy and it slipped from his mind. Yeah. That's it. She placed the bottle down on the counter and began cleaning up the dishes, slightly annoyed. As her roommate, they both agreed to clean up after themselves and not make a mess for the other but apparently it wasn't clear enough for Osamu. Humming to her music, she placed the earphone back in. After a while, she finished washing up and began placing the plates back up in the cupboards above. Standing on her tiptoes, she attempted to reach the top shelf but clearly struggled. Suddenly, she felt a body press up against her back and a pair of hands up her shirt, holding her waist. Y/n's breath hitched and she turned a bright red. Y/n heard a low voice whisper in her ear, their breath fanning her face.
"Hey princess~"
She yelped and jumped back in shock, nearly dropping the plates. Her back bumped against the body behind her. Turning herself around, she looked up and her eyes met with Osamu's. She eyed him up and down and he wasn't even wearing a shirt. Only shorts. Smirking, he removed her earphones, placing them on the counter and moved his hands up from her waist, her oversized shirt rolling up, revealing her shorts.
"Didn't know you were one to steal my shirts ya know."
"I- ah- yeah. Uhm. It was hot today and my shirts were in the washing machine so-"
"So you decide to take mine huh?', he interrupted, chuckling. 'Well, you look nice with it so I'll let this slide"
Y/n flushed a bright red and looked down at her feet. Osamu shifted his hands from her body to the sides of the counter, blocking her way out. He cupped her chin with his hand and rubbed her right cheek with his thumb. Tilting her head up, he gazed into her eyes. Y/n didn't dare make eye contact. She knew how awkward she must have looked at that moment.
"Look at me", he said in a demanding tone.
Y/n did as he told her and smiled nervously.
"Good girl. You're awfully obedient around me huh?"
He inched closer to her and moved his hands down to her ass, giving it a light squeeze. Y/n let out a small noise. Her heart was beating rapidly as she didn't know what to do. Osamu wasn't the bold type. Atsumu tended to do all the risky moves but this... This was a change from Osamu's normal behaviour.
