Game of the Insane (Yandere Haikyuu!! x F!Reader Oneshots)

SHUSH (Miya Osamu)

Requested on my Tumblr

Title: Shush

Pairings: Osamu x Reader

WARNINGS: Yandere themes, swearing, toxic/forced relationship, death/violence threats, Osamu's a possessive meanie

Summary: Osamu thought he made it clear to everyone that they should have no contact with you, but his insufferable twin's never been one to listen to him. Maybe it'll be easier to put you back in line instead.

shush

/verb/

tell or signal (someone) to be silent.

You never wanted to date Osamu.

He'd followed you around like a quiet shadow, frightening away any boy that came in your vicinity. When you finally confronted him about his behavior, he asked you to date him, as though that would fix your anger.

Turning him down was not an option he'd accept. You'd learned that much when he'd held a knife to your parents' throats while they remained unconscious in their drug-induced slumber.

He demanded you date him, and, this time, you agreed. He was obviously unhinged enough to hurt your family, and you couldn't risk anything happening to them.

Osamu had isolated you from everyone you knew, ordering you to break contact from your friends and family. You blindly obeyed, feeling as though you had no choice but to give into his possessiveness.

You weren't allowed to talk to anyone and no one tried to talk to you, too intimidated by Osamu's "over-protective nature".

Yes, no one talked to you.

No one but Atsumu.

Atsumu loved to piss his brother off, to put it lightly. So, when he dropped in for a surprise visit, with the intention of crashing in his brother's apartment, he found the perfect opportunity to upset his brother in the form of a sweet little thing. You.

You'd heard of Atsumu, of course. Osamu ranted about things his twin had done constantly, and raged about how Atsumu was always using girls.

Kind of like you're using me. You couldn't help but think. Sure, Osamu was no playboy, but he sure as hell wasn't respectful to women. Unless you considered threatening a woman's family to get her to date him as respectful, which you doubted any sane person would.

You shouldn't have been surprised, really, that Atsumu looked so much like Osamu. They were identical twins, after all. If it weren't for that arrogant smirk and confident swagger, you would've thought that Osamu had dyed his hair before returning home.

The moment Atsumu spotted you, he whistled appreciatively, "Damn, how the fuck did 'Samu land a cutie like you?"

He sauntered over to the couch you were sitting on and plopped down next to you, curious brown eyes looking you up and down. You could tell already that he wasn't the type of guy you'd want to approach, one even worse than Osamu.

But he wasn't Osamu. The excitement of being able to talk to someone other than the controlling, unhinged man you were forced to call your boyfriend filled you. Osamu had been your only contact for how long now? Two months? Three?