ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ɪᴛ ʀᴀɪɴꜱ - miya twins

Chapter 30

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Author's POV

Osamu sighs before grabbing onto the papers that included his contract with the plan on his restaurant in Osaka, he opens the small drawer that you rarely open and he hides it inside. Being a hundred percent sure that you wouldn't find it, and he hoped you didn't. He hasn't had the courage to tell you, that was one thing he was worried about.

He closes the drawer and it shakes the picture frame that was sitting on top of it, and his eyes slowly moved towards the picture you had with him, both of you smiling all heartedly, he'd kill himself if he breaks such a smile like yours. Just a little more time, he'd be ready to tell you.

"Samu." You suddenly call out, and he flinches before instantly standing up and moving away from the drawer, moving towards you he gave you a smile, "yes love?" He asks, "kuromi just called and said she needed you at the restaurant right now."

"Oh, and why's that?" The silver haired was curious, he left the restaurant to his trusty co worker who luckily had a summer break from school, the only reason kuromi really agreed with doing what Osamu asked for was, a raise on her salary, "she said it was urgent, you should hurry!"

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"I don't know, Nami." You say with a small pout, sitting right on your friends couch as she brings you a glass of water, you had decided to have a talk with Nami. Since it has been a while since you did the usual, going over to her apartment and talk girly, "sometimes, I feel like Samu is hiding something from me."

You were trying to act oblivious on it but, your boyfriend just somehow shows you sign that he was really trying to hide something from you. Nami sighs at your face, dealing with her newborn daughter in her hand as she multitasked by trying to be a friend you needed at that moment.

"A girls gut is always right, a friend of mine would always say that. But maybe it's... Nothing big?" Nami tried, keyword tried to make you feel better but you just didn't, you began to overthink more. Because him flinching and moving away from the drawer he did earlier ago was the last draw, "look honey, Osamu-san wouldn't do something bad to you. He loves you."

"But why isn't he being honest with me? There was something in that drawer he's scared for me to find out, I can tell by his face earlier." You explained with an irritated sigh before leaning more onto the couch.

"Maybe a condom-

-nami!"

"I'm joking, I'm joking. I'm sorry," Nami says, legit feels sorry she even thought of that, "just don't worry your pretty little head about it. How's Atsumu?"

Nami watches carefully as you thanked the heavens your friend was able to change the topic, "he moved back to his hotel."

"Oh? That soon," Nami's reaction seemed to be disappointed more than surprised, she notices something on Atsumu and she knew that from the start, the blonde's eyes tells her everything, the eyes never lies they say. And they were goddamn right, "you know, you've gotten pretty close with him."

"Yeah, he's like a brother to me now. I liked his company, although he was a jerk at first but, I've learned to understand him." You explained furthermore.

"That's not what you said to me the first time you met him. The change is, interesting." Nami says, drinking on her glass of water, "but it doesn't compare to how he changed, drastically if you asked me."

"Really? How come?" You ask, completely oblivious to it all.

"Sweetie... You don't notice it?" Nami asks, trying to make sure if you were really being for real.

"Notice what." Ushering her to just tell you, she only shakes her head with a smile.

"Nevermind, you're so cute and innocent, you know that? But seriously though, you need to pay attention more." Nami advices.

"To what?"

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You were cleaning, trying to somehow ease up your mind from all the thoughts you were having. After leaving for three days and now coming back to your home with just you now... No, Tsumu anymore. It was unusual to say the least. You had no clue why you were so sad about Atsumu's absence, it was just that you grew fond of him. You knew how to tolerate his company now.

Sighing you crouched down to grab the trashcan that has been forgot to throw away, grabbing onto it you stood back up again and walked outside of the building, going all over behind to throw away the trash. About to go and walk back to your room you stopped when you spotted your landlord having trouble with carrying a couple of his groceries.

With no hesitation you walked up to him, you greeted him before grabbing his groceries for him, he mumbled a sweet, thank you, to you.

"Thank you child. It's great to see you around again." He says with a small smile at you, the old man adjusting his glasses he opens the door to his own house and let's you put the groceries right on top of his kitchen counter, "I haven't seen Osamu."

"Oh well, he's busy with work." You replied, "yashino-san, I have a question."

"What may that be?" The old yashina then adjusted his glasses again to take a good look at you, "What should you do if you know your boyfriend is hiding something from you?"

"Oh? Well... There's no proper answer to that for me, it depends on the situation. But you only have two option, one is wait, maybe he's trying to tell you, and two, find out yourself." He explains, "is Osamu hiding something from you?"

"I think so, but I hope it's nothing bad."

"Oh I know that kid, he loves you." The old yashino chuckles, "I haven't seen him around too."

"Well he's busy with work, I could send your regards to him."

"That would be lovely. Well thanks again, I'm not getting any younger as the days pass by."

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You stared right on the drawer in front of you, option two or option one? Either way the option two was winning on making up your mind, it was right there, the thing Osamu is hiding from you is behind that drawer and you haven't felt your heart beat like this so fast.

You felt awful by going through Osamu's things but you couldn't just help it, it was unusual for Osamu to hide something from you. He was a honest man, what could be possibly hide from you?

With a heavy sigh, you only took a large scoop of courage with you as you crouched down to the drawer and opened it, preparing yourself for the worst.

Your breathing became normal again when a paper meets your eye, oh. It's just a paper.

You sighed in relief, grabbing the paper you turned it around and you began to read.

Application form on Osaka.

Osaka? Application form? You read furthermore, your eyes stopped at the highlight of the whole form and the terms and conditions.

If you are sure with the terms and conditions in opening up your restaurant in Osaka, please sign over the printed name.

And there it was, your boyfriend's signature right on top of his. And just then, your heart shattered all over your feet, was he planning on going without telling you?

Osaka? That seems to be such a far place, you felt your hands sweat, heart no longer present.

"Y/n." And just like that as if on cue his voice interrupts you.