Why Me? COMPLETE!!!

Chapter Eight.

A/N: here yall go 🤭🤧 not sorry for the angst hehe is long as hell
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Osamu was in the hospital, staring at Atsumu's unmoving body. "I'm sorry... you shouldn't have saved me 'Tsumu.. Not after everything I put you through.."

Pulling out his phone, Osamu quickly chatted the group chat, before scrolling down to find Sakusa's contact.

🦊 Inarazaki Group Chat 🦊

Osamu🍙: Atsumu and I are in the hospital.

Suna🦇: WHAT?!

Kita💓: WHAT HAPPENED!!

Aran & Akagi: ARE YOU GUYS OKAY?!

And so on bombarding the chat, giving a quick, "I'm fine, Atsumu not so much. If you want to visit, we are at XXXX hospital." Clicking on Sakusa's contact, he sent the location of the hospital and his twins before turning his phone off. Looking at his twin, tears fell down his face once more.

"Why did you do it 'Tsumu? I've been nothing but mean to you... you should've saved yourself and let me be hit." the gray hair twin sobbed out, laying his head down on the bed as he held his twin's hand.

It had been almost 4 hours since the Atsumu got out of surgery, and only two people stopped by, going by the names Suna Rintaro and Kita Shinsuke. A little angry Sakusa hadn't bothered to show, he texted him once more, this time with the room number.

Kiyoomi stared at the message, confused. He didn't have this number saved in his phone but the fact it was a hospital with the word of his love right next to it, he quickly sprang up, getting dressed. Texting Komori to meet him at the front desk, Sakusa got another message, this time being a room number.

When the cousins met up, Sakusa quickly explained what he knew before they began sprinting to the hospital, which was luckily only 10 minutes away. Rushing in, they asked for Miya Atsumu, getting visitor badges before sprinting to his room.

Bursting through the door, Komori and Sakusa panted heavily, looking around the room. Spotting the blonde on a nearby hospital bed with what they assumed was his brother and friends, they quickly rushed over, demanding to know what happened.

"Calm down Sakusa, Komori, everything is fine as of now. It seems as though Atsumu saved Osamu's life by pushing him out of the way of an incoming vehicle. Unfortunately, he took the blunt of the hit, and suffered many fractured bones, including a hairline and tailbone fracture. Atsumu may have slight amnesia when he wakes up, but other than that he seems to be completely fine. The incident happened around 8 last night." Kita explained to them helpfully, which they thanked him for.

"It's almost 9 am, where the fuck have you been?" Growled an angry Osamu, looking at Sakusa with red, angry eyes.

"I was sleeping and had my phone on silent.." He looked at the floor, shuffling his feet guiltily.

"'Samu.. be nice to the kid. He clearly feels guilty for not being here immediately, leaving him alone." Rin, Osamu's boyfriend, said, patting his back reassuringly.

Taking a deep breath in, Osamu nodded, calming down. "Sorry.. I just, I should be the one in that bed right now.. Not him." Osamu looked at his brother with fondness, guilt, pain, and love.

"Hey.. don't say that. If it was you, Atsumu would currently be bawling and blaming himself for not being able to save you. Then he would lock himself in his room until you were to wake up, and apologize for years after. None of you should be in that bed, but what matters right now is that he is alive and well." Kita said, clearly not liking either outcome of this situation they were forced to deal with.

The others nodded, agreeing with Kita. Staying for a few more hours, everyone eventually left before Osamu and Sakusa.

"Listen, I'm-" Sakusa started, but was cut off by Osamu who just waved his hand, eyes trained on his older brother's limp form.

"Don't. Please," he mumbled weakly, on the verge of tears. "I shouldn't have snapped at you like that, It's just- he adores you so much. It's been years since I've seen him this happy. The past few days he's been, distant? Closed off. Faking hsi smiles, limping for no reason, and always coming home with more bruises than the day before. You make him so happy. Something I could never do."

Sakusa stayed quiet, processing all this new information. "I don't know if this will help you any, but anytime 'Tsumu speaks of you, it's always positive. He speaks so highly of you, like you're the only thing alive. As for the other things... I suggest you talk with him, alone. A lot of things have happened to him. Some sickening and others just... yeah. You don't have to worry about him hating you. Anyone with a pair of eyes can see how much he loves and respects you." Smiling softly, Sakusa had meant every word, even going as far as pulling up a conversation between him and Atsumu, the older twin ranting about how awesome Osamu had been that day.

Osamu sniffled, smiling fondly at his brother, "No one deserves him. He's too good for this world," he turned to stare at Kiyoomi, eyes hardening, "If you ever hurt him, I will hunt you down, break all you bones, then pour bleach on your wounds to get rid of the 'germs' and throw you into the ocean to slowly drown."

Sakusa felt a shiver go down his spine, nodding vigorously. Osamu chuckled, before taking one last look at his brother. "Treat him right, okay? I'll see you later, Omi-Kun," snickering, the younger Miya twin left the room, a light smile on his face. A weight had been lifted, and he was finally free of the burden of losing Atsumu, his only family. Hardening his features, he knew what laid ahead of him, and he was ready to face this problem head on.