BOOK 2 AFTER {MISSING HEIRESS} OSAMU X READER
-You don't NEED to read the first book but it'll help with context.
-After losing your entire family, you began to rely upon Osamu more and more. However, after he's murdered, Y/N begins to realize she...
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chapter eight: daffodil
A few days go by and Osamu is still missing. You've been staying at Atsumu's place in the hopes of taking your mind off your worry. Anything is better than being alone with your thoughts right now. However, Momoiro hasn't been around since the first night you came. You aren't sure if it's your fault or if it's due to what she said the other night about pitying Atsumu.
One morning at breakfast, you decide to ask. "Tsumu, what's goin' on with you and Momo? She hasn't been around and I was just curious-" you begin before he starts choking on his bowl of rice.
"It, uh, didn't work out," he explains horribly before proceeding to once more stuff his face with rice.
"Oh, I'm sorry to hear that."
Atsumu nods and changes the conversation after swallowing down the rest of his food. "You'll be working with me today. We're going to start that money-collecting task of yours so you don't kill us all."
You laugh sarcastically at his phrasing. "Okay, fine. What are we doing?"
"Organ transportation."
It's your turn to almost choke this time as you reach for your water and take a giant gulp. "Are you some kind of organ trafficker?"
"No, no," he shakes his head. "Not some kind of organ trafficker. I am an organ trafficker. Let's get that straight before we start so there's no miscommunication between us."
"God, you're a horrible person, Tsumu," you grumble as he stands up and walks towards his couch.
"Yeah, I know. Anyway, here's your uniform. Go change when you're done eating," he says as he places pants and a black and green sweatshirt on the table.
"Are you serious?" you ask as you look at the sorry excuse of a uniform. It simply matches what he's wearing, there's nothing special about it at all.
"Dead. Now let's go before those organs go bad!"
You grumble to yourself as you grab the clothes and walk off. This is the last thing you were expecting from him. Seriously, how fucking gross!
You walk into the bedroom to change but find yourself losing track of time as your mind wanders to a different place. Nothing is worse than being alone with your thoughts right now.
"Y/N!" you vaguely hear Atsumu call out your name. You hardly notice when he opens the door and walks in on you only half dressed either. But he quickly turns around and walks back out before you even get the chance to think about yelling at him.
However, when Atsumu's brain finally realizes what he just walked in on, he opens the door again and takes a peek over at you. There you are, sitting at the edge of the bed with tears falling down into your lap.
Atsumu steps into the room once more and approaches you. He sits down beside you on the bed and sighs. You only managed to put on the bottom half of the uniform before breaking down in tears. "Y/N, everything's going to be alright," he calmly whispers as he gently rubs your back. Silently, you place your head on his shoulder and try to calm yourself down before you speak.
"I'm so scared, Atsumu," you whisper as your eyes narrow down at the ground. "Every single time I get close to someone, they die. Now the whole syndicate is in trouble because of me. First, it was my cousin, then my brother... and Osamu."
Atsumu takes a moment to collect his thought after the mention of his brother. "Y/N, none of this is your fault. You got to stop blaming yourself for things that are out of your control. You're doing your best to love everyone around you and that's what makes you such a great boss. We all love what you do for us and I know Samu loved you even more."
He does his best to comfort you for awhile before the room falls to complete silence. The two of you sit there for some time until you finally pick up your head and stare out across the room.
"If you aren't ready, it's okay. We can always do this some other time," he offers.
"No, it's fine," you shake your head. "I'm ready." You then grab the sweatshirt and tug it over your head. Atsumu stands up and puts out his hand to you with a smile. You take it with a bit of caution before he helps you stand. You then both grab your things and walk out to his car. You sit in the passenger seat beside him but don't utter a single word as you stare out the window.
Atsumu notices your behavior is quite different than usual, but you don't pay him much mind. You're beginning to realize how seriously real all of this is. Osamu is really gone. You need to steal organs from people who probably got coerced, swindled, or even worse just to keep yourself and your friends alive to see the next month. It's all hitting you like a giant truck.
Atsumu doesn't say a word as he sighs and starts up the car. He tries to give you peace for a while, but he wants to say something. The only problem is- he doesn't know what to say. You know he feels bad for putting you through this. You know it's the last thing he wants to be doing, too, but he really is being so kind to help you out. You don't know what you'd do without his offer. You hope to god this organ thing works off.
When he drives off, the car ride is completely quiet except for the radio he put on the lowest possible volume in case you decided to talk. Eventually, you arrive at a normal-looking doctor's office which leaves you quite confused.
"Is this the right place?" you ask aloud as you look out.
"Of course it is," he laughs. "I've been here more times than I can count."
"Is your contact trustworthy then?" you continue to question.
"He's a bit odd, but I trust him. Just maybe don't get too close. He's already had three wives!"
