Thunder Thighs ( Osamu Miya x OC)

Chapter- 1 Lilith

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Lilith Tominaga crossed her legs one over another. The sounds of squeaking shoes and obnoxiously loud masculine shouts filled her consciousness despite her best efforts to block it all out.

"My ass is literally so numb," she complained to herself as she adjusted her position on the hard plastic seat for the hundredth time for the last hour. "I don't understand why the Olympic stadium doesn't have comfier seats. Like aren't these guys pros?"

Ren glared at her over the top of his glasses in pure annoyance. "Maybe if you weren't so fat, it wouldn't hurt to sit for so long."

Lilith's mouth fell open as she glared at the nightmare sitting next to her. "I know you did not just call me fat."

"You can bet your fat ass I did," Ren shot back. In no way did he think his sister was fat. In fact Ren found Lilith absolutely gorgeous. However, it was his birthright to terrorize his elder sister therefore in his mind he was simply living up to his true youngest sibling potential by being ✨an asshole✨.

He slurped his sprite while maintaining full eye contact.

"You're fucking lucky," Lilith hissed as she pointed in his face.

"For what? Having to put up with your bitching all day? I think that's called unlucky."

"You're lucky I do your damn laundry and don't want to have to do an extra load otherwise I'd smack that drink right out of your hand."

Ren narrowed his pure black eyes at her. "You wouldn't."

"I would, but," Lilith tossed her ash blonde hair over her shoulder making sure to hit her brother right in the face with her silky tresses, "I'm above those childish behaviors."

Ren spat a piece of her hair out of his mouth before laughing at her, "you aren't above anything! You're a petty, short cow who's 7 inches shorter than me!"

"HEY! Watch it, brat. I might be shorter, but I'm still your big sister!!"

Ren had the audacity to eye her up and down while smirking. "Oh you're my big sister alright."

In a moment of pure sibling rage, Lilith grabbed his sprite and crushed it right in his face.

Behind his thick glasses, he blinked at her a mile a minute as the sticky soda rolled down his face. "You fucking psycho."

"I'm sorry, I didn't hear you," Lilith cupped her hand by her ear. "Were you telling me how skinny I look today? No? You like my new jeans? Ohhhh I know, you were jealous that at least my ass gets me more boys than yours does."

Ren's eye twitched as he barely managed to hold onto his temper. He exhaled shakily and took off his glasses to clean them with the one tiny dry corner of his shirt. "Aren't you a little too old for boys? You'd you be aiming for men at some point, or do you want to get dumped AGAIN?"

"I'm 25 you lil fucker! Don't make me sound ancient!!!"

"Considering you're acting more childish than me and I'm 15, you are basically turning to dust right before my eyes."

"YOU KNOW WHAT?! Shut the fuck up and watch the damn game," Lilith mumbled petulantly as she turned his head back to face the court.

Knowing damn well he had won, Ren no longer cared he was sticky as hell or that he'd smell weird as he turned his attention back to the MSBY Black Jackals game going on below them. Lilith had been saving for months to buy these tickets for Ren. She knew the brat sitting next to her loved Japan's men's volleyball more than life itself, so it was worth every penny to see the little peckerhead so happy. Ren had recently joined his high school volleyball team, and he was head over heels in love with the sport to the point she was concerned about the number of posters he had on his wall.