a heart to hold miya osamu [ ✓ ]

as pretty as a rose

sorry for my lack of responses ! i've
just been updating and haven't gotten
the time to read comments because
i have a lot of readings to do for my
classes hahaha

wednesday afternoon

12:01

"osamu, you don't need all
the flavours."

osamu scoffed.

miya osamu
"i want to try them all."

"osamu, there's 7-eleven in
tokyo."

miya osamu
"yeah, so?"

miya osamu
"maybe osaka's 7-eleven
onigiri tastes different."

osamu smiled at you, placing
his mountain full of onigiri into
the basket you were holding.

you sighed.

miya osamu
"plus, osaka has the best food
in all of japan."

"7-eleven is a chain company,
mr. business major."

"i'm pretty sure tokyo'll be the
same."

miya osamu
"think what ya wanna, i'm still
getting them."

you scoffed and rolled your eyes
playfully, making him chuckle
and shake his head.

after grabbing a couple snacks
here and there for the trip, the
both of you headed to pay then
out to walk around in the city.

utsubo park was close by and
eating lunch there was a good
idea.

osamu walked by your side with
his hand in yours, fingers now
constantly interlocked with one
another as he made it known to
you that he wanted to hold hands
that way.

"i hope we see some pigeons."

osamu laughed.

miya osamu
"why?"

you smiled, shrugging shyly.

"i dunno! maybe they want to
have some of my onigiri or
some bread!"

miya osamu
"you are such a child, y/n."

"so!"

"they're interesting to watch
you know!"

"and they sound nice."

miya osamu
"you're weird."

miya osamu
"don't got wasting a whole
onigiri for a pigeon though."