𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐮𝐬 [𝙢𝙞𝙮𝙖 𝙤𝙨𝙖𝙢𝙪 𝙭 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧]

✦ 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞

𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭, 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝...𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐢𝐧' 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐮𝐬

With his head high up in the sky and eyes glued at the stars, Samu tried to remember the day Atsumu left with Eri a few years ago yet it was all blacked out. He just knew that his life felt a little bit colder since that day. Now, everytime he looked in the night sky he didn't know why he felt like he was searching for something he couldn't exactly pin down. 

Taking his mind off his reverie, was the ringing of his phone, which he immediately picked up. "Hello?"

"Samu..." 

"Eri?" His eyes widened at the unexpected call. She sounded worried.

"It's Tsumu..." 

By the sound of her tone, Samu instantly dropped the call and rushed towards his shop, completely anxious at what could've happened to Eri and his brother. He briskly opened the door, trying to maintain his composure. "What happened?"

"He kept calling your name." Eri answered as Osamu's eyes travelled to Atsumu and noticed the pain on his features. He sighed seeing how his brother weakly cried out of for his name. He placed the back of his hand on Atsumu's forehead, and found out that his brother's fever might be quite high. 

"I can take it from here." 

"Are ya sure?" Eri asked, worried.

Samu nodded in reply. "It's late now. You should be goin' home." 

The girl heeded his advice and headed out of the door, bit before leaving he bade him good bye, "Thank you, Samu."

A glum smile formed on his face. "As always."

Osamu watched as Eri closed the door and immediately picked his brother up to carry him upstairs. 

"Samuuuu...please don't let Kita-san know." 

Osamu rolled his eyes at his twin's whining. "Don'tcha know how heavy you are? Yer more heavier than me."

"Samuuuu...."

"Why did'ya even eat that much?" Samu scolded yet he carefully let Tsumu take his bed. "There ya go." 

Samu did a little stretch, wondering when did his brother get that buff? He could barely even handle him now. He started turning back to fetch a fever medicine, when his brother began asking with a serious tone, "Say, Samu...am I selfish?" Atsumu faced the wall and snuggled close to his blanket.

The younger one stopped on his tracks and looked over his brother with a puzzled look. "Yer just having delusions." There's a quiet pause and he knew Atsumu wouldn't rest until he answers the question properly. "Fine, yes. Yer selfish. You ate too much then got a stomach flu, leaving me to take care of you."

He began his way to the door when he felt a light push. He looked back and he saw Tsumu being stubborn. "The hell are you standing-"

"Go to bed! Go to bed and stop worryin' 'bout me, will ya?"

The younger Miya scrunched his face at his brother's forced diction and rolled his eyes again when Tsumu ended up fainting in his arms. Samu took a deep breath and brought his brother back to the bed again. He went downstairs to pick up an ice pack, which he then placed atop his Atsumu's forehead.

He looked at his brother, finally gaining some comfort. Samu seated on the floor beside the bed, recalling how, whenever Tsumu would got sick, he would call out for him all the time. He would do the same though, because they didn't want their mom and Kita-san to find out about it or they'd get scolded. In a sense, they were each other's partners-in-crime. As much as he's too embarrassed to admit, people were right. They were inseparable.