ઇଓ 𝐏𝐚𝐩𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬 [𝕆𝕤𝕒𝕊𝕦𝕟𝕒]

𝔇𝔲𝔬𝔳𝔦𝔤𝔢𝔫𝔰𝔦𝔪

"Hey 'Samu—"

"Go away."

Osamu curled up under the thick blanket of his futon, eyes barely peeking out as he stared at the wall, face rubbed raw and body exhausted. His eyes were sore and his head had been aching from sniffling so much. His heart throbbed and tears clustered whenever he remembered.

"Let's break up."

He had no right to be this sad but... shit... he really was in love with Suna.

"'Samu, ya can't jus' stay here all day—"

Osamu groaned loudly to drown out the rest of Atsumu's sentence.

"At least eat, for chrissake!" He sighed, plopping next to his twin and gently rubbing his shoulder. "C'mon, Osamu. I'm the one who's supposed be all depressed, and you're supposed to take care of me, remember?"He said half-jokingly.

"Fuck off, ya got Sakusa ta take care of ya now," Osamu grumbled in response. Atsumu sighed.

"But I want you."

Osamu closed his eyes, feeling his body tense.

"'M sorry..." was all he could muster.

"Don' apologize, dumbass," Atsumu replied. Osamu didn't say anything in response. He heard the fake blond sigh quietly before fingers threaded his hair. "'M gonna make ya some tea. Or jus' warm up some beer."

Osamu snorted.

"Ha! See? Yer gettin' better already," Atsumu declared, standing up as he clapped Osamu's back. "When I get back, ya better be sittin' up right so I c'n spoon feed ya baby food," He called out, before sliding the door shut.

That just left Osamu and...

His thoughts.

Why would he cheat on? He's not a moron-and! He's the one who asked me out! So...! Fuck. What kinda asshole? He's the one who did it so why was he cryin'? Motherfucker. Prick. Moron. Stupid fucking...

Suna.

Suna Suna Suna.

Fuck you.

Osamu closed his eyes, curling up into a small mound under the covers.

Of all the people I could've lo-liked.

Fuck. Why?

Osamu shuddered.

He wasn't going to cry.

Fuck that.

Atsumu was right.

He had to pick himself up, dust himself off, and snap the fuck out of it. Right. Now.

He pushed hims body upright, arms strained as he finally sat properly, only to hunch forward from exhaustion. He rubbed his eyes and glanced around, his neck aching with every jerk. He had not slept properly in a long while. He heard the shriek of a kettle whistle, meaning the water had boiled and Atsumu was almost don making tea.

Atsumu.

He hadn't checked in on his brother in a long while either. The last time they discussed his own issues felt so long ago. Now that Sakusa seemed to be a much more regular and important part of his twin's life. He wasn't quite sure when they started dating, but returning home one night to find the two... rolling around in bed was more than enough of a sign that Atsumu had finally gotten what he wanted, good or bad. Of course, Osamu was still hesitant to trust Sakusa. The last thing he wanted or need was his brother to break down even further. Atsumu had endured enough as it was. He didn't some asshole breaking his heart on top of that. But seeing how the two acted around each other made Osamu wonder. Maybe his brother had found true love. And he just wasn't as lucky as he thought he was. Or had hoped. Either way, Atsumu was happy. So he needed to sort himself out and stop interfering with his twin's life.