Love Affairs in Tokyo

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The sweet aroma that wafted through the crevice under the door is what awoke Y/N from her deep sleep. She could hear the soft clattering of utensils in the kitchen, and not long after, heavy footsteps walking towards the room she was staying in.

"Y/N?" Osamu knocked gently on the door, waiting for a signal that it was okay for him to enter. She yawned out a 'come in' and the door creaked open, Osamu's head peeking in, "I have breakfast ready for ya." He pushed the door open with his shoulder and walked in with a tray in his hands. Y/N looked with awe as he presented her breakfast in bed, a plate of french toast topped with fruit and whipped cream, a side of scrambled eggs, a glass of orange juice, and even a single pink peony in a small vase. The room was only lit by the stray sunlight that peeked through the blinds, but Osamu's bright red ears were still very visible. Y/N smiled brightly at him as he placed the tray on the nightstand next to her while walking to open up the blinds which flooded the room with the morning sun, "My parents have already left for work, and Sumu is still asleep. Kyo called earlier and said her brother will be picking up everyone and taking us to school, has his truck to carry all the luggage." He turned back to see Y/N already halfway done with her french toast, a grin forming along his face.

The next hour was spent chatting and munching on breakfast, until Atsumu stirred from his sleep and it was time to start getting ready. Y/N enjoyed taking her morning shower and being able to sit down and fix up her appearance in a way she had never done before: plucking her brows, cleansing her skin with some products Osamu said his mom didn't use anymore, and even being able to style her hair with soft curls. While changing into her freshly washed clothes, Y/N could hear bickering through the walls. It seemed the twins were arguing over who was getting the window seat on the bus ride over to Tokyo.

"I'll put in all the luggage, you guys can get inside." Kyo's older brother, a tall and well built blonde with hazel eyes, his facial features as pointed as his sister's. Kyo was already in the passenger seat when Y/N scooted all the way down to make space for the twins, and later on Hori. Soon they were driving off to Hori's house, she was already waiting outside with her luggage and tote bag slung over her shoulder. Much to her distaste, she had to squeeze next to Atsumu, who surprisingly, wasn't all that happy either. Y/N shared a glance to Osamu, who had also noticed the unusual tension; he only shrugged his shoulder as they drove off. On the drive over, Y/N's heart beated with excitement. It was hard to wrap her head around it all, and a part of her feared she would wake up from a dream.


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The long 7 hour drive was dragging by slowly, and Y/N was beginning to get antsy in her seat. She sat with Kyo, who had kept her entertained the first few hours but is now fast asleep with her head against the window. Y/N looked over to the seats across from her to see Osamu and Atsumu both asleep too. Atsumu had won a 7 out of 10 game of rock paper scissors for the window seat, so Osamu slept grumpily with his head laid back on the seat. It seemed almost everyone had fallen asleep and the sun was already starting to set. Y/N twisted in her seat so that her legs were facing Osamu, and then she leaned over a bit more and gave him a soft nudge. His thick brows scrunched together in protest, and Y/N pouted. "Hey, wake up." She poked at his side and a grumble escaped his mouth and his eyes squinted open. When Y/N's image came into focus, he felt fully awake; wiping the side of his mouth from any drool. "Y/N?" he cleared his dry throat and turned to face her, his knees pushing against hers.

"I can't fall asleep," she told him simply, a slight pout on her face as she looked at him. Osamu looked around to see almost everyone dozed off, except for the few who scrolled endlessly through their phones. Turning back to her he smiled sweetly, and engaged in soft conversation. Hours passed by quickly and it was fully dark outside, but the city lights of Tokyo were now in view.

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