Osano was her closest friend for as long as she could remember. Even if he often was rough on her, always getting into a fuss, she knew that he loved her by the way he always let her have the blanket when she slept over, the way his hands would automatically hold her hand when she tensed her shoulders passing a crowd, the way he always let her have the first bite of his lunch, the way he silently wrapped his jacket around her when the walk home was cold. Yes, even if sometimes she got annoyed by him, she knew that Osano just had a hard time expressing his emotions, just like she often did. For example, she didn't know whether or not she loved him as a friend, or loved him more than one. And, if she could read minds, she would know that he was feeling exactly the same. or- ayano and osano fuck. oneshot 5k