Same Page | Miya Osamu x Reader

~Chapter 28~

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It's Thursday, quite a rainy day but it's also a great time to be at the library. You went to the library after doing nothing on Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday. Close off your umbrella while placing it on the metal rack as you set your foot in the chilly and quiet library. Some studied, some read comic books or novels or even magazines and newspapers.

Here you are, searching for a novel that caught your interest on the Internet a few days ago, hoping that this humongous library has this book, must have it. You felt the phone vibrate in your pocket, Miya Osamu had texted you: Good morning sweetheart~ Are you at home? Wanna hang.

Softly nibble your lips while typing a reply for him. Sure, he misses you. Those three weekdays definitely were the days he couldn't visit you.

🍙 Onigiri Boy 🍙
Today, 09:32 AM

🍙 Onigiri Boy 🍙
Good morning sweetheart~
Are you at home?
Wanna hang.

You
I'm not at home at the moment.
Sadly, I'm at the library.
Seen 09:32 AM

The messages have been seen but with no reply.

Several minutes had passed, and you found yourself trying to reach the book that was 2 feet higher than you before a hand reached out to help you. Miya Osamu, he came, not a surprise at all. Once again as your hero, he held the book out for you with a genuine smile on his charming look.

"So it's not just me who feels bored today, huh?"

You softly giggled before nodding. "Ya bet, and thanks by the way."

"Ya gotta drink more milk to upgrade your height level." He said as he hovered his hand on top of you, as in measuring the height between you and him.

"It didn't work." Shoving him aside, you went to find a place to sit.

"Wait, I have a place for us."

"Huh?"

He took your hands and led you further away from the crowd seating area. Which, instead of sitting on a chair, it's a place where you sit on the floor. Children at a younger age usually sit here or lay down reading a book. But for today, lucky for Osamu since he spotted, there weren't any children around.

He sat on the floor first before pulling you to his lap. A soft sigh can be heard by you but he didn't bother after realizing you don't mind the position you're sitting in. That genuine smile of his became brighter. He loves it so much. You've changed after the incident happened during the field trip. Maybe the traumatizing event didn't leave you alone, but that doesn't mean how much Osamu had helped you get rid of the trauma, ever leaves your mind.

Osamu had nothing to do except for playing with your strands of hair. (h/c) colored hair looked so beautiful caressed in his hand. You let him do whatever he wants for today. After all, you were worried you stressed him out a lot because of your injuries. Not to mention, you'd already stressed out your parents.

He hugs your figure like there's no tomorrow, even having the opportunity to take in your wonderful scent. Quite a fruity scent, as he said so himself, much to his favorite.

From the corner of your eyes, you noticed his eyebags disappeared. That right, he stayed up tons of time just to make sure you're safe and sound. Good to know that he had slept well in the past three days. The coldness in the library never once bothers you because you have all the warmth from Osamu. Such a chilly day, rain pouring outside the large window, soothing music playing in the background, and him. Miya Osamu is by your side, hugging you.