𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐰𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐲-𝐅𝐥𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐝 | Miya Osamu x Reader (discontinued)

➳ 10

Usually, Osamu despised waking up with his entire heart and soul, but that Sunday, with Y/n peacefully resting on his shoulder, he couldn't be more jovial to wake up in the early morning. In fact, he never wanted to move from his spot, and just asked God to be able to freeze in time and look at her soft and sleepy expression ; her mouth slightly parted open, eyes covered by her dark eyelashes, a lazy yet adorable look. He adored every single inch of her face, from her nose to her strawberry cheeks, from her peachy lips to her e/c eyes, from her fairy-like ears to her bushy eyebrows. If he had to create the perfect human ; he would recreate her. He could admire her like a work of art for centuries, remember her features like the Mona Lisa. Anything she did, even the most simplest things, became such a big deal whenever she did them.

Being the only one awoken, he could stare at her visage without worries. Without a doubt ; the teenager was slowly falling in love unconsciously with the girl he sat with for the past year, the one that slept through classes and hated scientific subjects more than anything else. The one that seemed fierce and fearless ; she was perfection in his eyes.

But no humans are perfect on God's green Earth, just like no piece of art is. A flaw was always somewhere, as small and insignificant as it is, was sneakily hiding behind a brisk personality such as hers. Just what was it? Like all of his questions ; it ended up being answerless. He couldn't decrypt any flaws in her, no traces of mistakes.

What could he do about it? Nothing ; not a single thing could be done. Yet, in this sweet month of April, he thought that there would be no flaws. It was only the first Sunday of April, and he already skipped steps to conclusions, as if it were mere steps. How much would this little perfect world of his last? No needed answer. God he adored her ; it was like a drug that he was getting deeply addicted to and couldn't stop craving for more. Even if he'd fall to his demise because of this addicting love, he'd continue searching for her. No matter what obstacle. He was usually quiet on the outside, but his mind was full of thoughts.

"Gosh.. What time is it?"A sleepy voice spoke out, yawning sluggishly like a sloth.

"Already awake?"The ash-haired boy asked, instantly looking away in order to not seem suspicious.

"Hm.. Sorry I fell asleep on you, 'Samu.."She pleaded, feeling guilty for possibly having disrupted his sleep.

"Don't worry about it, Y/n."He softly said, in an attempt to reassure her as his usual bored expression painted over his soft one from earlier.

"Is anyone else awak- Oh god!"Y/n immediately stood up after seeing Suna's awkward sleeping position with his head tilting nastily to the side and his back slouching.

"Wake up, you idiot!"She exclaimed, slapping the boy's cheek repeatedly in attempt to wake him up.

"God.. What the fuck-"The raven-haired boy cursed before opening his eyes and seeing his childhood best friend and crush sitting on his lap, her face close to his as she had a worried look on her face.

"Did you sleep like that the whole time?!"She continued questioning, worried the boy might have injured his neck during his sleep.

"Uhhh...Yeah I guess."He guiltily admitted, looking away as he ran a hand through his hair, untangling the locks with his slender fingers.

"Oh my lord...Come on get up!"She whisper-yelled, remembering that Atsumu and Meiko were both fast asleep on the side.

Suna followed her orders step by step, Osamu eventually joining in like a puppy as the trio made their way down the creaky stairs to get some food, sneaky like tigers waiting for the right moment to jump on their preys. Their stomachs however were the first giveaways, making as much noise as they possibly could by grumbling and growling like they haven't eaten in days. The entire floor was empty and strangely quiet, all lights off and most blinds down as if the last people from yesterday were trying to hide from someone or something. Y/n instructed the two boys to open all blinds, them following her instructions to the bit rather lazily, as she made some quick rolled eggs for them three, adding some vegetables and spices to decorate it and make it more presentable and pleasing to the eyes.