In My Demise / Haikyuu (Female Y/n x Osamu Miya)

Prologue

"Miya-San!" Y/n calls out sweetly.

In reply, Osamu turns around, greeted with the most vivid picture of Y/n. The same one back in high school... the one he dubbed his secret lover even though the both of them had nothing going on.

"L/n-san!" Osamu pauses for a moment, looking confused, but as soon as he sees her face he smiles right back.

L/n isn't her real last name. But it's the one she chose when deciding to enroll in high school for a bit.

They both meet one another halfway down the street. Y/n looks at him with a measure of awkwardness and shyness; this was the man who managed to capture her heart for a small moment during that gateway of time in high school.

"Hey," He boyishly greets despite the maturity his face and body have taken.

Back in high school, Osamu had been only a mere few inches taller than Y/n, but now he had overtaken her by a more than six inches.

"How has life been for you?" He smiles. Something small and awkward, but welcoming and gentle.

They hadn't seen one another for eleven years. Y/n left high school in the middle of their third year.

Y/n smiles right back, easy and friendly. "Good." She says softly.

"How about you?"

This time, Osamu's smile drops slightly. Or it may have been the droop of his hooded, sleepy storm cloud colored eyes. "It's going well."

Y/n doesn't let an awkward moment of silence cross between them. She clutches her purse with both hands that lay over her shoulder and leans closer to him. "I hear that you've managed to open up a restaurant. Congratulations."

He brightens up a little more after that. "Yeah."

"Dad!" From behind Osamu comes in two tumbles of human gremlins. The two of them with fluffy and well cut manes of hair hurrying into their dad's thighs.

Well, well. Look at what Y/n found.

The combined force of the two of them leave Osamu stumbling forward slightly, but never into Y/n as he catches himself and steadies himself by placing both hands to his side to grasp at the back of his boy's heads.

Two pairs of eyes look up to Y/n, both monotone and skeptical.

In return, Y/n gives a polite smile, but it's nothing compared to the warmth she gave Osamu earlier.

From behind them comes up Atsumu Miya, wearing sunglasses and his MSBY puffer jacket. "Hey, let's go."

Osamu gives an arch of his neck, exposing a bit of his flesh to Y/n as he turns around to face Atsumu.

They both have grown so incredibly much.

Atsumu approaches Y/n with something akin to superiority as he gives her a look up and down with some skepticism before giving her an acknowledging nod.

"Hold on scrub." Osamu murmurs while giving his brother a fixed glare before turning back to face you with something more gentle and kind.

"Sorry, bout him." He begins, then brightens up before looking down to the two boys pooled around his legs. "Meet Ohta and Oten. They're my boys."

When Y/n looks down she's greeted with the matching faces of two twin boys. They have bangs kissing their forehead and splayed around just above and framing their eyes.

Y/n smiles politely once again, she fears that her cheeks may hurt and fall apart due to how much she's been holding them like this. She kneels down, giving both boys a kind regard of a false smile.

The two of them only clutch into the meat of their dad's pants and give Y/n a fixated glare.

Little brats.

"It's so nice to meet you both." She greets, still maintaining a pretense of kindness.

They don't respond, only remaining the same and clutching Osamu's leg.

She straightens back up, now looking Osamu in the face with a more relaxed expression. "Where's the wife? I'd like to meet her." Y/n smiles.

Hopefully it hadn't come off as bitchy.

His happy expression falls slightly, before recouping into something more uniform. "She's gone."

Y/n places her hand over her heart in false heartfelt sympathy. "Oh, I'm so sorry,"

"It's fine." Osamu smiles and covers up instantly. "She still left me wi—"

"'Samu let's go!" Atsumu yells from the driver's side of the car. In the meantime that Y/n and Osamu have been conversing, Atsumu has walked back to car and sat in the driver's seat.

Osamu huffs frustratedly, though it's more fond than bloodthirsty. "Sorry, gotta go."

"It's fine." Y/n waves off as a gesture. "See you around?" She tilts her head with a small hopeful smile.

Osamu looks slightly taken aback but eagerly smiles and nods. "Yeah, I'd like that."

The three of them turn around and walk to the car.

Along with Y/n who turns around to enter a department store.

After she faces the mirror, recouping slightly from the interaction she decides she'll have to see him again.

Then a ping from her phone gathers her attention from her flushed face.

Asshole: Where are you?

The woman scoffs and pockets her phone.

She left for a reason.

Playlist

Say Yes To Heaven - Lana Del Rey

Enchanted - Taylor Swift

Dangerously - Charlie Puth

My Blood - Twenty One Pilots

Softcore - The Neighborhood

Eventually - Tame Impala

Angels - Chase Atlantic