𝐅𝐈𝐄𝐑𝐂𝐄 ➥ 𝘩𝘲 𝘹 𝘵𝘳

𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐲 𝐭𝐰𝐨

"FUCK YOU, NAHOYA!" Y/N yelled in anger.

They were playing Among Us for an hour now, though it was obvious that she's slowly losing her patience over a damn game.

And also because Smiley and Suna kept on provoking her.

"Damn, sorry! I thought you were the impostor," Smiley cackled on the other line.

"Fuck you! I ain't joining the next round anymore," she grumbled angrily, causing everyone to laugh.

Chase Atlantic was blasting loudly in her room, not caring if their neighbors are gonna complain again. The music was synching with the LED lights across her room, pulsating with the beat.

You picked a dance with the devil, and you lucked out.

Y/N unconsciously smirked, laying on her bed as she hummed to the song. The boys' loud yelling on the other line is completely drowned out.

Suddenly, she heard a faint thud in her room. Lifting herself, she looked around and saw nothing.

"What the fuck," she muttered before plopping back on her bed.

And then she heard it again.

Groaning, she turned off her music while grabbing her phone.

Surprisingly, the boys were still on call. 

"I think there's a ghost in my room!" She complained.

"NO ONE CARES!"

"Brother, you're too loud."

"Baji-san, are you alright?"

"That sounds like you problem!"

"Just blow 'em up like what you did to those poor cars."

Her eye twitched at the nonsense things Peh, Smiley, and Suna were spouting. Her brows furrowed, seeing two rocks scattered on the floor.

Y/N glanced at her window, forgetting that one side of her window is always. A habit she had for letting the stray cats enter her room.

"Suna, I swear if it's you, I'm giving your hair a fucking Brazilian wax!" She hissed, walking towards her window.

Before she could even take a closer look, a rock suddenly hit her forehead

"OUCH!" Y/N yelped, dropping her phone as she stumbled backward.

"Shit! I'm sorry!"

She stomped her way towards her window, only to see Osamu looking up with his usual deadpanned expression.

"SAMU?! WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?!"

Osamu innocently tilted his head, hands tucked inside his pockets.

He and Atsumu had another one of those arguments, where he couldn't stand being on the same roof as him.

He also didn't know why his feet brought him towards her house.

"Just walking around," Osamu answered.

Y/N frowned, feeling a bruise forming on her temple.

"That doesn't excuse you for throwing rocks at my room!"

"I didn't have my phone," Osamu replied with the same tone.

"Wanna grab some food?" He added as she blinked in response.

"Like right now?!"

Osamu gave her a thumbs-up as she groan, signaling for him to wait.

Y/N quickly grabbed her jacket and wallet before picking up her phone on the floor.