a heart to hold miya osamu [ ✓ ]

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thursday evening

19:37

miya atsumu
"samu! we're hoㅡ"

"hah? whose shoes?"

sakusa kiyoomi
"stop blocking the door and
stop yelling."

sakusa gently pushed atsumu
out of the way to walk inside,
also now noticing the unfamiliar
pair of shoes neatly placed beside
osamu's usual pair.

sakusa kiyoomi
"looks y/n sized to me."

atsumu smiled like an idiot.

"he's been bringing her over
so much nowadays."

sakusa kiyoomi
"i think it's a good thing."

sakusa slipped his slides off
and walked further into their
home, setting his things down
on the ground before he made
his way towards osamu's room.

he figured if there wasn't an
initial response, the grey haired
male, and probably you, were
busy.

atsumu was quick to follow,
his duffel bag remaining on
his back much like suna would
wear his.

"whatcha doin sneaking around?"

sakusa ignored the blond and
held his breath, trying to listen
to what was happening on the
other side of the door.

he only hear the soft playing of
what he determined to be osamu's
music and no voices.

atsumu's eyes widened and
excitement bubbled in the
athlete's body. suddenly, he
wasn't that tired from practice.

"oh shiiit!"

he kept his volume at a whisper
yell.

it'd be a lie if sakusa didn't admit
to also feeling a little curious
and excited.

the blond reached over for the
doorknob and twisted it to
open when nobody came to
answer the door.

atsumu and sakusa were met
with a rather pleasant, heart
striking sight.

"i have tears in my fucking
eyes."

on osamu's twin xl sized bed
was the both of you snuggled
up like a couple.

osamu was laid on his back with
you hugging him by the side like
he was a teddy bear. your cheek
was pressed against his chest and
limbs over him comfortably. one
of osamu's arms was wrapped
around you by your shoulders and
the other rested against your
forearm wrapped around him.

"im gonna fucking combust."

sakusa chuckled, shaking his
head.

"move omi i'm gonna snatch
a picture."

sakusa obliged and moved back,
letting atsumu step forward to
snap a quick photo on his phone
before the two of them closed
the door and walked away.

sakusa kiyoomi
"it's nice to see samu with y/n."

"right?"

atsumu sighed contently.