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It seemed like you were more excited than Atsumu to see his family. You were excitedly rushing to the front door while the blond followed behind with his bag and yours. "Go on, knock" the blond encourages you with a nod of his head. So you do three quick knocks and take a step back closer to Atsumu.
Almost immediately after you take the step back the door is opened by an elder woman—who you assume is his grandma. "Tsumu! Come here oh my goodness!" the woman gushes—opening her arms for the blond. "Hi Gran," Atsumu laughs going to hug the woman.
You watch the scene with a smile on your face until the woman's eyes dart over to you."You must be Y/n!" she squeals before pushing off of Atsumu and opening her arms to you. "I am," you confirm—the grin not leaving your face as you hug her.
Her hug was very warm and uniting as she rubbed your back. "We've heard so much about you!" she says letting you free from her firm hug. As she starts rambling and invites both do you in you can't help but notice how similar she and Atsumu look. They have the same eyes and nose—the genes in this family had to be strong.
"So are you two going to share a room then?" She asks, shutting the door behind you. Atsumu cuts in for you to answer. "Where there are only a few rooms and I already told Samu I called dibs on the guest room for us," he tells his grandma.
"Dibs? Atsumu Miya you are 26th years old," a new voice enters the conversation and you search for it with your eyes. You see over the blond's shoulder a woman and a man who looked like they had to be his parents.
You could already see how the two of them could've made him—they're features were so strong. As you'd thought before, the genes in this family are strong.
"Ma, I had to! You know Samu would've snatched it up," Atsumu whines to his mom like a toddler before putting both bags down and walking to her with open arms. She shook her head at his whining and hugged him before looking over to you. "Y/n I assume?" she asks with a smile before urging you to come hug her.
Atsumu's mom had the same smile as him--nose too. His grandmas must've been her mon if you were guessing correctly. As you embrace the woman back you're greeted by smells of vanilla and jasmine. "How was the drive?" She asks you rubbing your arms as you separate from the hug.
You laugh a little bit before telling her. "To be honest I napped most of the way," She laughs with you and nods. "No I get that— I do the same on road trips," she says before turning to her husband. "Don't I Mako?" she nudges him with her elbow.
The man laughs and nods you notice he has a couple more gray streaks in his hair in comparison to his wife. His face is the most similarly shaped to Atsumu but his eyes have crinkles around them.
"That's true she's almost always napping actually," he adds before letting out a see chuckle. Atsumu inserts himself back into the conversation abruptly. "Alright we need to go unpack," he tells his parents while picking the bags back up. "Alright alright we'll let you two get settled," his mom smiles.
"It's really nice to meet you guys," you smile before hesitantly following Atsumu. "You too sweetheart," His grandma returns the compliment as you head down a hallway that leads to stairs.
As you walk up the stairs you examine the walls lined with photos of Atsumu—a lot of them. Only a few when he was a little and still had brown hair.
You'd think they'd put some yo of his brother too. You almost felt bad because it seemed like Atsumu really was the favorite.
"Look this is my childhood room," he says when you reach the top of the stairs with him. It was the first door to the right and you took a peak in. "Go ahead and look," I'm just gonna go out this stuff in the guest room and then go to the bathroom real quick," he added quickly.
So as he headed down the hall you took a step into the bedroom that had two beds. It seemed like a stereotypical boy room—especially for athletes.
Two jerseys from 'Inarizaki' were framed above both twin beds that were on opposite sides of the room. There were posters of pro volleyball players on the wall as well.
The room was clean and it was obvious nobody had slept in it in a while. You did notice on his brother's assumed 'side' of the room there were bags. So he must've been here already.
Just as you came to the realization and we're ready to leave you turn around to see Atsumu...in a towel?
"You took a shower that fast?" You questioned with furrowed brows and he stared up at you confused. He had another towel—smaller than the one on his waist—in his hands ruffling his hair.
As he stares at you prepared to open his mouth to say something you catch a. glimpse of his..brown hair? "Did you dye your hair that fast too or is your bleach that cheap?" you try to joke but it seems to not land. Suddenly his eyes widen and he lets out a heavy sigh.
"Uhm, I'm not Atsumu—I'm Osamu,"
What?
"Pardon?" You blink—still confused. Then you think about it—the pictures you saw on the walls. They were both of them, they're just twins. "Did you not know?" he asks trying to make you feel less embarrassed. "No, I did not," you shake your head, and then you realize again—that Osamu is in front of you in nothing but a towel.
Your eyes widen immediately and you gasp. "Oh my god!" you yelp bringing your hands up to cover your eyes. "I'm so sorry!" you apologize shaking your head.
"Samu! Why are you shirtless in front of my girl?" Atsumu's voice joined me—finally, he was actually in the room. "She was in my room," the other twin replies nonchalantly. You hear the blond smack his lips and respond and walk towards you.
"C'mon Y/n," he says grabbing one of your hands from your face gently to pull you from the room.
As the both of you leave and you enter the hallway you open your eyes and remove your other hand. "Why didn't you tell me you were a twin?" you whisper as you walk hand in hand down the hall. "Uh, you didn't ask!?" he responds sassily.
"That's not something people commonly ask, Atsumu" you retort with an eye roll.
When you reach the other end of the hall and to the guest room door. There was one queen-sized bed and your bags were on top of it. "We have our own bathroom too!" Atsumu grins enthusiastically pointing to the bathroom door.
"Okay...let's unpack now," you clap your hands together as you head toward the bed. "Then lunch!" Atsumu concluded, earning an eye-roll from you.
