i want a girlfriend! miya atsumu

dinner for two

wednesday, february 3rd

20:01

osamu was surprised to see sakusa come
home early and without the other boys.

his foul mood was way to obvious so osamu
didn't feel that it was proper to ask him what
the problem was.

later, when suna and atsumu came home and
atsumu was also in a foul mood, osamu made
the connection.

the two skipped dinnerㅡor rather both suna
osamu brought each two their own dinner
to their roomsㅡand osamu and suna were
left to have dinner together.

suna rintarou
"i mean, at first i thought it
wasn't that serious and
sometimes sakusa just needs
to let steam outㅡ"

suna sighed and shook his head, leaning
back on his chair with his arms crossed.

osamu raised his brows, leaning back on
his chair too with one arm behind the back
of it and his other rested on the table with
his cup in his hands.

suna rintarou
"omi really went and shoved
tsumu and they just started
getting all physical."

suna rintarou
"they wouldn't stop and it
kinda scared meㅡi mean,
sakusa's an outside hitter,
of course his punch would
fucking sting!"

osamu chuckled.

suna rintarou
"not funny dude."

"yeah, i know, i just remembered
when me and tsumu would fight
in high school."

"you were always so quick to
pull out your phone."

suna smiled and shook his head, a small
giggle eventually leaving his mouth.

suna rintarou
"yeah but like this was a
serious fight."

suna rintarou
"you two bicker like siblingsㅡ
sakusa and atsumu aren't."

suna rintarou
"and they were fighting about
girls, how tsumu can't give his
opinion on omi's relationship
if he can't even confess to y/n."

suna let out a small sigh, a smile on his lips.

suna rintarou
"i never knew atsumu had a
crush on y/n."

osamu hummed with a smile as he shook
his head.

"he thinks it's just superficial
but i know he'd be serious
about her if they got together."

"i'm pretty sure suzume had
a hunchㅡor maybe y/n told
her somethingㅡand just
told sakusa."

suna hummed.

suna rintarou
"he's probably gonna go tell
y/n about him and sakusa
fighting then."

osamu laughed.

"probably."

"omi's words probably won't
sink in until much later for
him."

"he's too prideful."

suna rintarou
"yeah."

suna rintarou
"i really think tsumu crossed a
line though and it's obviously
gonna take a toll on sakusa."

suna rintarou
"i mean, who tells a guy like
omi that he's high maintenance
and that his girlfriend is sick of
being with him."

suna rintarou
"literally gonna bring up some
sort of insecurity maybe... and
what if suzume and sakusa end
up fighting... or worse?"

osamu sighed and shook his head.

"atsumu is a big fucking idiot."

suna laughed.

suna rintarou
"you aren't wrong on that."

"but, i will say that omi might
need to think a little more
about suzume."

suna rintarou
"yeah?"

osamu nodded.

"not to say omi's not a good
boyfriend, i think he treats
suzume really well and truly
makes her happy..."

"but i think he's still a little
aloof, a bit too comfortable
since they were friends before
they were lovers."

"i feel like sometimes omi might
let things slip and i think maybe
that might make suzume question
things."

suna rintarou
"jeez, what drama have you
been watching without me?"

osamu laughed, getting up from his seat
to stretch.

suna rintarou
"but yeah, i can see both sides."

suna rintarou
"still, atsumu wasn't right to
say those things to omi in
that way especially since he
was ultimately concerned
about suzume."

osamu nodded.

"have you talked to suzume
lately?"

suna shook his head.

suna rintarou
"i've been sending her posts
on instagram and like some
screenshots of funny shit but
we haven't really had a proper
conversation."

suna rintarou
"just assumed she was busy
since midterm season is now."

"yeah and she's an english
major anyway."

"i mean, not that she reads."

the two shared a laugh.

suna rintarou
"i'll send her a text tonight
and ask but i think sakusa's
got it covered."

"maybe."

"omi's a bit of a wild card and
he really might end up ignoring
her because of what tsumu
said."

suna hummed, pursing his lips a bit.

"so did you wanna talk to omi
or tsumu?"

suna rintarou
"hhhmmm well, i mean, i have
homework so i'd rather not."

osamu chuckled, beginning to gather their
plates from dinner.

"asshole."

suna laughed.

he then got up to help osamu.

suna rintarou
"i'll text omi later tonight
and you can deal with your
brother."

osamu hummed.

"sure."