a/n : i thought it would be nice for y'all to listen to this song while reading this chapter ❤️ ((it goes along w the chapter))
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' honmachi , osaka — a couple days later
"it's a broken-hearted thinkin problem," atsumu sang from his kitchen as he poured another glass of whiskey. "so pull that bottle off the wall," he took a sip before the next line, the golden-brown liquid disappeared from the glass. he picked up his phone, looking at his phone and seeing his background—a picture of you and his girls. he gave up on pouring glasses and drank straight from the bottle. "people say i got a drinkin' problem, but i got no problem drinkin' at all," his brother looked at him hopelessly.
"cmon tsumu ya can't keep doin this," osamu came over to make sure his twin didn't go crazy, and he brought the girls over to their mom's house. he didn't want them to see their dad in a state like this.
"they keep on talkin'" he began singing at osamu, wanting to prove a point, "drawing conclusions, they call it a problem, i call it a solution!" he sang on, dancing with the bottle to his chest. he swayed slowly side to side and looked at the almost finished bottle with a frown. he was a fun drunk until he got to the stage of sad drunk, and with your rejection it was definitely going to hit harder.
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"i don't know samu, she slept with sakusa," atsumu had been told this by tobio when he tried to reach out to you, "and ya know he's s'much handsome-r than me, and calm. 'm a donkey compared ta him." his brother felt real bad for him, he wanted to just yell in your face and tell you the worst insults he could make up.
the song played on repeat in the background, "people sayin' that i've hit rock bottom," osamu held the imaginary microphone to his face, then to atsumu's.
"jus 'cause i'm livin' on the rocks," atsumu had an angry face, "dude yer 'pposed to comfort me, not sing this damn song."
osamu took a deep breath, "well first of all, she's not worth it if she slept with ya friend, you proposed ta her and she goes and sleeps around? now ion mean to disrespect the ladies, but that's s'mthing a whore does. like mama said about your last girlfriend, 'she's a tramp, ya leave 'er right now atsumu' so just 'cause ya like her don't mean nothing. yous lucky she rejected you." he didn't mean half of that, but he was so angry that's all he had to say.
"ya really think so samu?" atsumu looked up at him from his resting position on the couch. he really wanted it to work out with you and him, but if his brother really felt like that then maybe he shouldn't try.
"all 'm sayin' is give it some time," osamu's accent was much thicker than atsumu's, and it took atsumu by surprise sometimes. "alright?" atsumu nodded, he was done drinking, the bottle was empty and that might be the only reason he stopped.
