Same Page | Miya Osamu x Reader

~Chapter 12~

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"Yappari [やっぱり - Thought so], she really hide herself from us." Ginjima muttered.

Apparently, the five boys were at their dinner table, eating casual foods and drinks. For the whole morning until now, they were thinking whether you're okay. Because believe it or not, you had ignored them for the whole day.

Texts, calls, meetings, none of these works for the boys to find you. It's like you disappeared into thin air. Last night you rushed out of the room, the next thing they knew was the last time they would see you.

Osamu was the most worried out of the five boys. Well, why wouldn't he be worried? You're the person that he cared for in his life. You're dearest to him, as a best friend of course. He wouldn't dare to think further about your friendship-ness with him.

"Ya ruined it, Suna." Osamu said after taking a sip of his soda.

"Like I said, Osamu." Suna opened up his greyish-yellow narrow eyes that he closed moments ago, looking at Osamu's direction. "I was just playing a fair game."

"And that fair game caused this to happen. Try to think 'bout it, Suna. How will she approach us the next time we see her?" Osamu growled back.

Atsumu rested his arms behind his head, legs placed on the rectangular table that they put food and drinks on. "I kind of agree with 'Samu. Either way, no one actually expects ya to go further with her like that, Suna."

Suna tears his eyes away from Osamu to his twin brother. "It's not like I kissed her. Nor did she."

"M-mal, we've been talking about this for almost the whole day. Let's just s-stop talking 'bout this and relax, 'kay?" Kosaku tries his best to calm the mostly two (Suna and Osamu) nerves down before it goes bad.

The bicker was finished but not the glaring. Osamu had this cold as an ice glare while Suna had completely blunt eyes glare. Suna thought this "you-distant-from-us" couldn't be such a big deal. But, Osamu being Osamu. Anything about you was important to him.

Osamu drank his third can of soda for the fourth time before deciding to stop. He stood up, shoving his hands in his yukata's pocket and went towards the front door.

"Where are ya going?" Atsumu asked his brother, who wouldn't bother to halt or turn around.

"Outside, I'm taking in the fresh air for a while. Be right back." Osamu answered right after he opened the door.

Once the door closed, silence roamed around the room of the four not for long. A sigh coming from Atsumu could be heard, Ginjima is drinking his soda, Kosaku just sits there awkwardly with his eyes flickering here and there and lastly Suna just stares at his soda. His long middle blocker finger slowly traced around the can.

No one could stop Osamu about you. Same goes to you and Atsumu. You couldn't stop him, because he's always straightforward. Plus his bluntness.

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Osamu, wearing his long-sleeved yukata, standing outside on the wooden floor while stargazing for the night. The stars weren't shining, but it was still breathtaking. Tonight was a bit chilly. The wind breezes past his grey soft hair, making it messy a little.

But he doesn't care to comb it down or run it with his hands. Unlike his blonde-haired twin brother, he wouldn't care so much about his looks. Surely Atsumu would take care about his hair or his looks the most instead of someone else's.

Not to mention, Atsumu doesn't have anyone that was special for him to care about. If we're talking about his girlfriend(s), don't bring it up. Without doubt, his girlfriend(s) wouldn't last long. Atsumu is still single for now. Maybe for once he had enough breaking girls' hearts.