Brother // Miya Angst

[ VERSE ONE ]

When we were young, we were the ones the kings and queens, oh yeah we ruled the world

Osamu went home with a bag of onigiris in his hand as he walked to his room. It has been a week since the burial and Osamu's appearance wasn't looking so well. Bags underneath his eyes and his body was bigger than before. When he got into the room he grabbed a cardboard box and brought it near the wardrobe, taking down Atsumu's clothes with a heavy heart and dumping it into the box telling himself that he would fold it later. After clearing half of the wardrobe Osamu noticed something tucked at Atsumu's corner. He picked up a small paper crown and two cardboard swords.

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" Samu! I want to be the king this time!" young atsumu said to his twin as he placed the handmade paper crown on his head. Placing his hands on his hips as he looks down at his brother.

"Hmf... fine," osamu said as he took out his cardboard sword and brought it up to his brother. Looking up at his brother who was sitting on top of the bunk bed.

"i am the king of the castle!" proclaimed atsumu as he got down from the top bunk to fight his brother with his sword.

The two young miyas swinging their cardboard swords left, right and center trying to hit each other. Laughing, wishing that this fun would never end.

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He still kept this after all these years? Osamu thought to himself. As he placed them into the box.

We smoked cigarettes, spend no regrets wish i could relive every single word

The gray haired boy then went to his brother's bedside table and opened the drawer and saw a packet of cigarettes. When osamu looked into the packet only two were gone from the packet, he didn't know how to feel. Should he be happy that he only took two or sad he took any of them in the first place since he knew that athletes are advised to not smoke. Osamu then laughed, remembering a stupid small memory from they were in theyre third year in high school.

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"Yo yo Samu," Atsumu called as he ran to his brother's side.

Osamu looked to his brother but the look in his brothers eyes he knew that atsumu was up to no good. While sighing he asked "What is it this time?"

"Ehh why did you sigh like that? Do you think i'm up to no good and i'm trying to bring you with me so that if i get caught you get caught too?" atsumu said, giving his brother a playful smirk. That smirk quickly left once Osamu slapped atsumu at the back of his head.

" C'mon have you ever wondered what smoking feels like? Well ya see i stole it from papa's drawer the other day and i want to try it out," he said as he brought his brother to the corner of alleyway.

Atsumu handed Osamu one cigar while he held the other in his hand reacting to what his father did when lighting the cigar. One counts of three they said as they took a deep breath. The feeling of smoke going into their lungs felt so terrible that the second they finished that breath they coughed, hard.

" Do not tell mama or papa or ANYONE about this." osamu coughed.

"HAHA, i'd never thought that it would be this bad," atsumu laughed.

That laugh never seem to fail to make osamu laugh too. 

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Osamu laughed and threw the packets of cigarettes in the dustbin