a heart to hold miya osamu [ ✓ ]

good morning sunshine

*** i just wanna let ya'll know???? i hope you guys are aware that i'm just having fun with this story. it's been rly enjoyable so far bc i love writing fillers and i've just kinda been picking at the more "everyday" kind of experiences. i just wanna say this again despite it being in the intro, just to avoid any future ((angry/frustrated)) comments, yes i am gonna drag the story on and it's gonna be filled with so much filler bc i like having everyone interact. this story is also a bit of a slowburn ***

thanks !

sunday morning

10:28

you shifted and moved to
be a bit more comfortable
only until you realized you
weren't in your own bed
and your pillow was not
as soft and squishy as it
should be.

you shot up and almost fell
off of the couch, turning to
face whoever it was you
were leaning on to see osamu
smiling lazily at you.

miya osamu
"good morning sunshine."

his tone was mocking.

your face flushed and you
scooted away, fixing your hair
and trying to look a bit more
presentable.

"g-good morning!"

"whatㅡ what are you doing?"

he raised a brow.

miya osamu
"i was waiting for you to wake
up because you were really
tired last night and you looked
so cute all snuggled up to me."

you furrowed your brows.

"i meant! what were you doing
sleeping beside me?!"

miya osamu
"you fell asleep on my shoulder
and i guess i fell asleep too."

miya osamu
"i don't think anybody bothered
waking us up."

miya osamu
"and i didn't wanna wake you
up because, like i said, you
seemed pretty tired last night."

you scoffed and turned away,
trying to cool your face down.

"right... okay..."

a silence surrounded the both
of you and you swore he could
probably hear how fast your
heart was beating.

the situation was too cliche
in your eyes and you didn't
want to look desperate in
front of him.

but hey that didn't mean it
didn't make your heart swoon
and your whole mind want
to give yourself up to the
man.