(27) Why?

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Reader POV

I spent the night in the closet, crying.

I could hear the sounds of Atsumu upstairs, throwing things around.

"Osu..." I buried my face in my hands, not caring that they were covered in snot. "Osu..."

It wasn't fucking fair.

He was just a baby.

He didn't do anything wrong.

I hate you, Miya Atsumu.

I bit my lip, trying to suppress tears.

What made you like this?

Flashback

"ATSUMU!!" I screamed. "GET BACK HERE, YOU YELLOW-HAIRED PIECE OF CRAP!"

"What the hell...?" Osamu walked into the Miya residence and saw me chasing Atsumu with a bag of flour in my hands.

"SAVE ME!" Atsumu screamed as I chased him around the first floor.

Osamu put down his grocery bag and raised an eyebrow. "What did the dumbass do now?"

"He stole my onigiri!" I grabbed Atsumu's favorite pair of shoes. "Atsumu. Apologize right now or I'm going to ruin your shoes."

"Oh hell no!"

Mama Miya entered the house to see me pour an entire bag of flour on her youngest son's hair. "What the fuck?!"

Atsumu, Osamu, and I stopped dead in our tracks.

When their mother was mad, she was mad.

"Both of you, come here. (y/n), dear, please go wash your hands." Mama Miya gave me a sweet smile but her aura was deadly.

I zoomed out of the kitchen, saying a prayer for Osamu since he was innocent.

I heard Atsumu start to cry as their mother yelled at them.

Serves you right, Atsumu.

"You two better clean up my fucking kitchen and use your allowance to buy me more flour," the woman said sternly. "And Atsumu. Apologize to (y/n) for eating her onigiri. You could've just asked your brother to make you some. As a result, you are grounded. No volleyball for a week."

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