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╰┈➤"ᴄʜᴏɪᴄᴇ." | A twist of fate ensnares atsumu's heart, and he finds himself unintentionally falling for you, his brother's girlfriend.
"𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦."
"𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐤 𝐈'𝐦 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐰𝐢...
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Author's POV
"You okay, Osamu-san?" Kuromi asks with a frown, she peeks her head at the entrance to the kitchen. Her blonde hair in sight for Osamu who was busy in his mind, his gaze staring at a blank wall.
It was in his head, he can't get it off his mind, the way Atsumu was looking at you made his stomach itchy, what was in that gaze that makes him so worried?
"Hello? Anybody home?" Kuromi attempts once more, waving a hand in front of her boss's face.
Osamu finally snaps out of the trance he was in, removing his back from the kitchen counter he straightens his posture before clearing his throat.
"Do you need anything?" Osamu only asks blankly and it makes Kuromi frown.
"Is it the hang over or is something really bothering you?" Kuromi asks, genuinely worried for her the Osamu's sake, she jumps up to the counter that was facing Osamu.
Osamu can't lie, he know Kuromi can see right through him by now, "Something is bothering me."
"I swear I didn't eat the leftover rice yesterday." Kuromi brings her hand up in surrender, her face looks like a deer caught in head lights.
"What... no, Well talk about that though- anyway, it's just... her." Osamu finally musters up the courage to speak his mind.
Kuromi was one of the few people he trusts, despite her being a high schooler and only working for Osamu as a part timer, Kuromi was a great listener, and she gives advices to the silver haired as if she was the experienced one.
"It's always her." Kuromi figured with a shrug, "What happened now?"
"There's no problem between us, I'm just confused and curious." Osamu exclaims as he looks down at the white tiled floor.
"Ask away." Kuromi says, as if Osamu wasn't a few years older than her.
"How can you tell when one is falling for someone?" Osamu asks, his gaze finally meeting the blonde's one, he seeks for answer. Cause who knows what he'll do if he ever lives another day with questions in his mind.
Kuromi was silent at first, not wanting to question Osamu about his problem and only focusing on answering his question.
