a heart to hold miya osamu [ ✓ ]

out of control

monday night

21:42

the night was cold and it
wasn't your intention to have
stayed out so late in only
sweatpants and a t-shirt.

while kuroo, atsumu, bokuto,
hinata, osamu and kenma all
played a dangerous game of
lava tag at the park you all
stopped by, you sat at a bench
on with sakusa and akaashi
who were busy talking about
god knows what on the other
end.

you were too focused on
placing all your attention onto
your phone to try and forget
about the cold. thankfully
sakusa's bigger body was
able to block some of the
breeze coming from your
left side.

you weren't a pussy, you told
yourself, you don't need to
borrow a hoodie or a jacket.

you were a strong independent
girl who didn't need a boy to
lend you his jaㅡ

miya osamu
"i can see goosebumps on
your arms even with the
lack of light."

you were engulfed in a warm
as osamu placed his hoodie
on top of your head.

his soft scented cologne mixed
with fabric softener was pleasant
to your nose and made you take
back anything you thought about
you being independent and not
needing a hoodie.

you looked up at the grey haired
male and smiled, your cheeks
flushing from both happiness
and the cold.

"my bad. i didn't anticipate to
stay out this late or for the
night to get this cold."

osamu nodded and took a seat
to your left.

miya osamu
"you can borrow my hoodie then
since atsumu has an extra hoodie
i can wear later."

you wondered why he didn't just
offer you that extra hoodie but
dismissed the thoughts as you
knew you would have wanted to
wear osamu's hoodie instead.

you pulled it over your head,
pushing your arms out into
the bigger sleeves and making
yourself comfortable with it on.

it was definitely oversized given
that osamu had broad shoulders
and was 6 feet tall. he had a good
amount of muscle on him too.

you sighed contently and brought
the hood over you, body now
warming up and relaxing into the
remains of his body heat that
lingered within the fabric of his
soft hoodie.

"thanks samu. i was really cold."

he hummed.

miya osamu
"i know. i could practically see
you shivering and trying to act
like you didn't need anybody's
help."

your nose scrunched and you
turned to him with a playful
glare.

he gave you a teasing smile,
reaching for the hood and
tugging it downwards which
made you yelp and lose your
balance forward.

"h-hey!"

you pushed him away and
sat straight, pulling the hood
back and straightening your
hair.