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a/n: finally a fluff prompt request 🥺
"My mum asked about you again"
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You scroll through your social media accounts, bored out of your mind.
If only Tsumu was here, he'd do something stupid and that's fun to watch.
Looking up to the ceiling before sighing, you slump down your shoulders as you practically melt into the comfortable couch, your body feel heavy and tired.
A click of the door made you avert your attention to there, still slouching down, you saw dyed gray hair as Osamu casually let himself in your house.
"Thanks for telling me earlier that you're coming today" note the sarcasm.
"You're welcome" he replied before plopping down next to you on the couch, beside your slouched position.
Too tired to retort, you let out a long, quite dramatic sigh, shut your phone before placing it on top of your stomach.
He gave you a look,
"What? Your friend here is tired." your eyes were half closed.
He carefully moved you so that your head is resting on his lap, humming satisfied, you slowly close your eyes.
"My mum asked about you again"
Snapping your eyes open, you instantly sat up, your phone crashing down on the floor, but you didn't care at the moment.
"Funny how you didn't react when you rest on my lap but panicked when I mention that my mum talked about you though" you turn to look at him with a fierce blush, a small smirk forming on his face.
"W-What did she ask you about?" you mumbled looking aside, scooting away from him a little as you now sit with crisscrossed legs facing him.
"Just the usual," he leaned closer,
"Are you my girlfriend?"
Steam came out of you as your face turn bright red, you quickly stutter out words you could think of.
"I-I'm not! Tell Mrs Miya that I'm just a-"
"You're not just a friend to me, though"
"Huh?" you blinked, staring into his calm eyes.
"What are you talking about? Didn't you say you're seeing someone?" you laughed nervously.
"It was a lie." he furrowed his brows.
"Huh? T-Then you must be-"
"Am I really just a friend to you, Y/N?" his expression sunk as hurt flashed through his eyes.
"Wha- no!"
"Then?" he urged. You bit your lower lip, hesitating before releasing a sigh.
"I'm scared"
"Scared?" he raised a confused brow.
"I mean, look at you, you're Miya Osamu. One of the well known Miya twins, and you know how many girls out there wants you. W-What if they're better than me and-"
"I don't care if they're better than you." he cut you off harshly, surprising you.
He look down on your hands that was clenched tightly due to nervousness, he gently place his larger one on yours, his hand were warm and comforting.
"I love you, Y/N. And they're not you. No one can be." he continued.
"Please, give me a chance"
Your head was hung low, he search for your eyes to find your face beet red.
He let out a chuckle, making you look up to him, and he have already gave you a small kiss on the lips in an instant.
"You're really cute, you know?" he settle his hands on your waist before lifting you up and place you on his lap, your back against his chest, a pout on your lips.
"What?" he asked.
"That kiss was too short" he blinked, staring at you.
"It's not even counted as a kiss!" you further continue your point. He raised a brow,
"So, you're telling me you want something long and big then-"
