100 Ways To Fall In Love

Miya Osamu

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Miya Osamu falls in love like the falling of night over a city. Just like the cycle of day and night, it is certain to happen. While it appears that there is no physical change, everything suddenly feels different.

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Osamu watches you curiously as you make a house of cards.

Your face is scrunched up in concentration, a slight crease between your brows and a determined look in your eyes. He finds it a little cute how you stick your tongue out slightly from the corner of your mouth.

He moves over slowly until he's eventually standing beside you.

He can't remember the last time he saw someone this concentrated over a simple house of cards. He thinks that it was maybe his brother back when they were nine? Back then Atsumu was pouting over losing a board game so he had opted to sit by himself making a house of cards instead spending time with the other children. Accidentally Osamu (or so Osamu claims) tripped and ended up bumping into his brother and sending the entire thing toppling down. Atsumu refused to talk for a while after that.

Osamu wonders if you would be the same. He doubts it. You don't seem to have a mean or vindictive bone in your body - which is probably why his brother seems to like you so much in the first place. But Osamu does think you would probably pout. Scrunch up your face like you do when you miss a serve during practice but you would be a good sport about it. It's why he's taken such a liking to you.

"Don't." You say, holding an arm out to stop Osamu from coming any closer.

He smiles mischievously in response, "don't what?"

"Don't take another step." You demand, "in fact, stop breathing for a moment."

He chuckles, "scared a little breeze will knock it over."

You slap your hand over his mouth gently, "yes. Now hush you. I need to go find another pile of cards. I know that they always keep at least three different decks."

"Do ya want help finding it?"

"Mm," you ponder for a moment, "if you want to."

"Great!" He takes a step forward at the same time as you. Unfortunately, Osamu had ended up miscalculating the distance between himself and the chair which resulted in the two of you bumping into each other slightly. In an attempt to keep you from falling, Osamu reaches his arm out to catch you. You seemed to have the same idea in mind, only you had reached backwards to catch yourself which resulted in Osamu getting pulled down with you. The two of you stumbling head first into your delicately crafted tower of cards. Osamu smiles sheepishly, "or... not so great."

You sigh deeply, "guess I don't need that extra deck of cards anymore."

"I'm sorry." Osamu apologised. His arms are held out to either side of you, pinning you between himself and the table you had previously been building your tower of cards on. He feels bad about knocking over your house of cards but feels even worse about the position he's in now. (Not because it feels bad being pressed against you but because it actually feels rather nice and he knows that it shouldn't feel this nice. And he feels even worse that he thinks it does.)

"It's okay," you reach up and brush his hair out of his face.

Subtly, he leans into your touch, "you sure?"

"Mhm."

Osamu pushes himself away from you as if suddenly coming to his senses, the tips of his ears flushed bright red. Osamu has never been the kind of person to take advantage of a situation like this (he's not his brother) and he just knows that the guilt is going to eat away at him if he begins now. No matter how cute he thinks you are.