hello osaka!

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wednesday morning

07:57

after dropping you and osamu
off at the entrance, the boys had
went back home which left you
and osamu alone at the airport.

it felt like the both of you were
heading outside of the country
and gave you a bit of anxiety.

the feeling was so domesitc, as
if you two have been together for
years now and that traveling with
one another should be a norm.

you two went from sitting beside
one another in class to sitting
beside one another in a plane.

it was exciting.

miya osamu
"you good, y/n?"

you turned to face osamu,
already comfortable in his seat
while you were fidgeting here
and there.

"i am!"

"i'm just excited and a little bit
anxious all together."

you turned away from him to
look outside the small window,
watching a couple workers on
the ground driving stuff around.

osamu reached out to take a
hold of hand, lacing his fingers
in between yours which seemed
to ease your anxiety.

you sat back and glanced at him,
seeing him focused on his phone.

"oh! i should put my phone on
airplane mode, huh?"

you pulled your hand away from
osamu and dug your phone out
of your bag. you fumbled with it
in your hands momentarily before
putting it on airplane mode.

you had no idea why but you were
feeling extremely shy around osamu
and asking him to take a photo
with you.

miya osamu
"y/n."

you turned, raising your brows at
osamu only to see him pointing
his phone camera towards you.

you covered your face immediately
and turned away shyly, whining a
bit.

"samu noo..."

he laughed.

miya osamu
"what are you being all shy for?"

"i dunnnoo..."

"i just feel shy suddenly... or
something."

osamu chuckled and brought the
arm rest between the both of you
up. he then wrapped an arm around
your waist and tugged you a bit
closer to him.

he whispered in your ear softly,
bringing a shiver down your spine
but ultimately getting you to calm.

miya osamu
"you're good baby, don't worry."

you exhaled and nodded, bringing
his arm off of you so you could
instead hug it.

he allowed for it and rested his
hand against your thigh.

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