𝙶𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚙𝚒𝚎 𝙻𝚘𝚟𝚎 | 𝚂. 𝚁𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞

𝙷𝚒𝚜 𝚂𝚝𝚞𝚍𝚒𝚘

Having to sit in a chair with multiple people surronding you about your actions isn't entirely fun. In the middle of an argument you don't even want to be at. Most praising you and thanking you, that because of you they'll get some fun cash. On the the other hand, one out of the many yelling at you, that because of you he'll lose his money. On a bet he started.

You sigh and try and leave but they all call out your name like a prized possession. Reluctantly sitting back down to hear them all go back into their bickering fest.

If you knew it was gonna be like this you would've never agreed to the bet, not like you had a choice. You were thrown into something you didn't want to do in the first place. But at the same time you're a grown women completely capable of making your own decisions. You could've simply told them no and walked away.

But why not have a little fun? You're knocked back into your senses when you hear a certain something come out from someone you didn't expect to hear from; Osamu.

"Did you really think it was a good idea to put Y/n onto this bet? Or even try think and think about how this would play out? What if he catches feelings? He's YOUR friend."

Guilt washes over you when you hear this. You didn't think about any of this at the event. You mindlessly stood there and did nothing. You didn't think about if he did catch feelings on how that would turn out? If it came to it would you tell him? Or leave. So many thoughts ran through your head until Atsumu brought you back.

"He doesn't even care about relationships, he never did," Atsumu turns to look at you,"There's nothing to worry about."

Even if it was slightly, Atsumu's words brought you a little peace. Though you've never talked to Suna before only until the party, he seems like one to not really care about anything.

The whole conversation is shut down when Kiyoko was tired of having to hear everyone bickering. Kiyoko and Osamu offer to make breakfast for everyone and leave to the kitchen. Atsumu,Osamu,Hinata,Oikawa,and Kenma came over around nine am. It's now almost ten and all you've heard is non-stop talk about Suna and the bet.

Falling onto your couch face-first you let out the loudest groan possible. You went to sleep close to three am and barely got any sleep before everyone came over. You were tired. Doesn't help that you have a runway audition today either.

Walking up the stairs to your room to try and freshen up, you take a shower. After you're out the shower you put on some basic clothes and  let in bed. You just want to be alone for a little bit, nothing wrong with that.

After a little while someone knocks on your door, you tell them to come in and it's Osamu,"Hey, food it ready."

You pat your bed for him to come sit,"Okay, I'll be down in a bit."

Osamu walks over and sits next to your laying body,"What's up?"

You feel your throat start to shake soon coming up to your lip,"I'm sorry. I didn't think about anything at the party. I let the bet happen. I just stood there, I didn't think about Suna."

He sighs, his hand coming up to tuck some hair behind your ear,"It's fine. I'm not mad at you."

Your face turns into one of confusion,"Why?"

He looks down,"I don't know. I just can't be mad at you."

You just stare at him, not knowing what to do or how to reply to that. You let his hand lay on you while you just look at eachother. Ever since you met you've seen Osamu as an older brother. He's always been more mature than Atsumu, and he's also the one who got Atsumu off of you the first time you met.