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Osamu Miya

𝓣𝓻𝓸𝓹𝓮: 𝓢𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓵𝓮 𝓭𝓪𝓭 

𝓖𝓮𝓷𝓻𝓮: 𝓕𝓵𝓾𝓯𝓯

(Warning: Might not be that good)

"Yuta! Come back! I swear I'm going to throw this kid into a river." Osamu mumbled the last part as he walked towards his 2-year-old. 

He sure was walking fast for a 2-year-old. With his bubbly cheeks and fat legs, that guy ran faster than Osamu could walk. Osamu looked at Yuta, sitting on a grass field and playing with it. He squealed happily when he plucked some grass off the ground, making Osamu smile. He can't understand how someone would give up someone as cute and loving as Yuta.

Osamu has a one-night stand with some random girl. He wore protection, but unbeknownst to him, the girl had cut the condom. She put it on, distracting him from the fact that there were holes in it. Osamu, too lost in pleasure, didn't notice it until he had come inside the girl. The girl reassured him that she was on birth control and that relieved him. 

But then 9 months later, this girl showed up with a baby in her hand, shivering and crying. Osamu opened the door to see her messy form. He couldn't understand what was happening until she said 'It's yours', dumped the child against his chest and ran away. What the fuck was the only thing on his mind that night. 

"Dada!" Yuta screamed, alerting Osamu. He saw an earthworm in Yuta's hand and his mouth opened. 

Before he could register what was happening, this girl came running towards Yuta and snatched the worm out of his hands. She cleaned him up, dusting the soil off of him.

"Don't cry! I only took that worm because it was going to bite you!" You frantically explained as you saw that the child was about to cry.

Yuta looked at you, his eyes swelled with tears. You were instantly hit with the guilt as you saw him. You sat on the ground and took him into your lap. 

"See I only did that because that ew-ew right there, was going to eat you." You said, pointing to his stomach. He looked at you and nodded.

"I guess he's hungry." You looked up to see a man, very similar to the kid in your lap.

You were scared. You picked up a random child on the ground. Now he was going to yell at you. Shit. 

"Thank you for taking care of him." He said as you got up with the child in your arms. Yuta grabbed your neck and rested his small head on your shoulder. 

"He's so adorable." You said, pouting at the kid.

"I know right. Might get that from his dad." He joked, making the both of you laugh.

You couldn't deny that this guy was hot. Very hot. You checked for any rings on his finger but he didn't have any. But still, you didn't assume anything. This guy had a kid, the mother might be somewhere near. You cleared your throat and looked back at the kid. Osamu took the hint and took Yuta back into his arms. He smiled at him, noticing that Yuta was almost asleep.

"His name is Yuta," Osamu said, clearing the awkward silence a bit.

"Oh, that's an adorable name. Suits him." You said, smiling at him.

"I'm Osamu." He said, extending his hand.

"Nice to meet you, I'm Y/N." You replied, shaking his hand. 

His hands were rough, almost as if he had played a sport. You knew that since your sibling had also been a great fan of volleyball. They often told you things you weren't interested in, but now it seems like it would be of great use.

"Did you play any sport?" You asked. He was surprised that you could guess it.

"Yes, I did. In high school. How did you know?" He asked, chuckling and looking at you.

"Your hands. They're a bit rough." You said, looking down. You instantly got the second-hand embarrassment. Why am I so cringe? You internally screamed at yourself. You looked up to see him laughing softly.

"Dada! Lunch! Hungry!" Yuta suddenly yelled, jumping in Osamu's arms.

Both of you flinched at the sudden yelling. You looked at each other and laughed, both at the cuteness of the kid and his ability to scream out of nowhere.

"So Yuta and I were about to grab lunch. Mind joining us? I- Yuta would love that." Osamu asked, scratching the back of his head. He held Yuta with one hand. 

That's when you noticed the tattoos on his arm. It instantly made his veiny and muscular arms more hotter. He was taller than you. You were colourblind when it came to a guy who was above your eye level. So anything else didn't matter. You knew that this was a very easy way to get kidnapped. But you'd happily be kidnapped if the guy was this hot. You needed some water in your dry love/sex life.

"Yeah, sure. I'd love to." You said, blushing a bit. 

Osamu nodded and led the way. He told you that there was a cafe nearby which you knew. Thankfully. You asked to carry Yuta and he happily agreed. All three of you went to a nearby small but very pretty cafe. You sat Yuta into one of the baby chairs and sat opposite Osamu. He tucked his son in and sighed.

"So what would you like to have?" He asked, handing you the menu.

You didn't wanna spend much of his money and you didn't bring too much money yourself, so you decided to go light. He ordered a chicken salad bowl and cold coffee for himself and cheesy fries for Yuta. You ordered your favourite pasta and cold coffee too. 

"You like coffee?" You asked.

"Oh my God, I fucking love coffee. I'm so obsessed with it." He said and you laughed.

You both talked about small things. Your hobbies, his interests, Yuta and your love lives.

"So, you're single right?" You asked, hoping he would say no. You already knew the answer but just wanted to confirm in case.

"Yes, I am. Don't worry darling, I don't cheat or do two-timing." He said winking at you.

You blushed. This was the first time you could feel yourself getting closer to someone on the first time meeting. Both of you had many things in common. And he was just the guy you needed. The guy whom you read about in books. You were fascinated by him.

"So, what do you do?" He asked.

"Oh, I'm a criminal lawyer." You proudly answered. He smiled and shook his head.

"Your face suits your profession if that makes sense." He said, scrunching his nose. 

"Damn, thank you. What do you do?" You asked, drinking your coffee.

"I own a business." He said.

You gave him a side eye and he laughed. He assured you that it wasn't a shady business. And even if it was, he'd never say it in front of a criminal lawyer. You sarcastically laughed at his jokes. He owned a food business. The most famous Onigiri shop, ran by Osamu Miya. You couldn't believe that you didn't recognise him.

Moment by moment, you could feel yourself adoring him even more. Osamu too, started falling for you right in that moment. Your way of laughing, and caring for his problematic kid and your carefree nature just amazed him to the end. Both of you looked into each other's eyes, smiling and wanting something more.

You were ready to take the risk. He seemed to be worth it.

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