a heart to hold miya osamu [ ✓ ]

breakfast with "the boys(2)"

friday morning

07:01

???
hey it's time to get up

???
we're having breakfast do
you wanna join us?

you groaned, batting away
the gentle hand that was
patting your thigh.

???
you still have to go home too
you know?

you grumbled and buried your
face into the back of the
couch, curling up further to
try and block out whoever was
trying to wake you.

???
samu she's not gonna wake
up like that.

???
ya gotta wake her up likeㅡ

arms scooped you up and
you jolted awake, screaming
and flailing your limbs to
try and find some sort of surface
as you were lifted into the air.

???
THIS!

"AAAH!! SHIT!!"

laughter filled the air and you
brought down to someone's
chest, your own heart almost
dropping out of yours.

you took in your surroundings,
vision blurring for a second
before it focused on who was
holding you and who was beside
your captor.

"what the hell!"

you slapped atsumu's chest,
pushing him away to get him
to let go of you.

"my soul almost left my body
you sick fuck!"

"that is NOT how you wake
somebody up no matter who
they are you idiot!"

atsumu laughed loudly and set
you back down onto the couch,
letting your body relax and catch
up with the situation.

he could see the slight shaking
of your fingertips but found
your reaction way too funny to
regret what he did.

miya atsumu
"morning bub! how was your
sleep?"

you deadpanned, glaring at
him with a pout before laying
back down with your back
towards him. you curled up
and ignored his question.

miya osamu
"don't go back to sleep, you
gotta eat and then i'll walk
you home since tsumu and
omi have class at 8."

you wanted to sleep in some
more but you reasoned that this
wasn't your home. it wasn't fair
for you to just sleep until class
when you still had to head back
to get ready for your one and
only class before having to go
to work.

"maybe i'll just skip."

you got up and looked at osamu
with a pout, a smile lifting at the
corner of his lips.

miya osamu
"it's pancakes."

you smiled too and laughed,
getting up to follow him to
the kitchen where atsumu
and sakusa had already sat
themselves.

sakusa kiyoomi
"good morning, y/n."

you hummed, waving.

"morning sakusa."