a heart to hold miya osamu [ ✓ ]

tea? spilled. chicken? nuggies.

friday afternoon

12:30

kuroo tetsurou
"so what's this tea you're
talking about anyway?"

kozume kenma
"i'm hoping it was worth
the jog that i did just to get
to the station to meet
the both of you for bubble
tea"

"it's gonna be worth it for
you no matter what since
i'm treating you."

kenma giggled.

kozume kenma
"well yeah but still."

after receiving your orders,
the three of you found a
booth to sit at. you and kenma
sat across from either other
and kuroo sat himself
down beside you.

kozume kenma
"so, is this about your
boyfriend?"

his gaze on you was intense
but was only for a moment
before he gave you a sly smile
and brought his focus to his
drink.

effortlessly, he pierced the
plastic cover with his bubble
tea straw.

kuroo did the same and took
a big sip.

"he's not my boyfriend but
it's about the both of them."

kuroo tetsurou
"woah. the both of them?"

kozume kenma
"goodness."

he dramatically rubbed his
temples which got a kick
on his shin from you.

he winced and pouted, giving
you a glare.

kozume kenma
"alright, alright, let's hear it."

kuroo hummed.

"so osamu sent me an email
and i thought that was that."

kuroo tetsurou
"so you were waiting for a
text like akaashi said."

"t-that's besides the point!"

kenma giggled but dismissed
kuroo's teasing, not wanting
to fluster or irritate you more.

kozume kenma
"let her finish kuro."

kuroo grinned and nodded,
motioning for you to continue.

you huffed and glared before
continuing.

"i was up at like 12 because
i always am and suddenly i
got a text from some unknown
number."

the boys remained quiet so
you could continue without
interruptions.

"not surprsingly it was osamu
and i did the thing where bokuto
told me to just be like 'oh??
osamu from psyc??' and he was
really chill about it."

you took your phone out and
placed it down flat on the
table, tapping on it a couple
times to bring up the text
messages.

kuroo took it upon himself to
switch seats and sit beside
kenma.

they skimmed through the
texts and nodded as if they
were approving something.