miya osamu | childhood friends to married couples (request)

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"but that doesn't mean you get to eat my waffle!!"

osamu pushed the two of you out the door. "stop arguing, we're already late."

. . .

after class, you always waited for osamu and atsumu's volleyball practice to end. you guys would always walk home together, sometimes going to a park and spending hours there or taking a shortcut, only to get lost. today was the same.

you were walking to the volleyball gymnasium to wait for their practice to end. usually, when you got close to the gymnasium, you could hear the sound of volleyballs hitting the ground or the sound of shoes running across the gymnasium. but today, it was oddly quiet.

but you still entered the volleyball gymnasium. when you walked in, the lights weren't on, and there was no one inside. the silence scared you and you wanted to run away.

"h-hello?" you trembled. "is anyone here?"

the lights suddenly turned on, revealing osamu standing in front of you with a bouquet of roses. the rest of the volleyball members were standing behind him, holding balloons and a poster with the words "i like you y/n" splashed on it. there were tints of pink on the side of his cheeks, and he kept fiddling with his fingers.

your cheeks immediately flushed red when he walked over to you. you could hear atsumu video recording this on his phone.

"why is samu taking so long?" atsumu whispered.

once osamu was standing close to you, he cleared his throat and scratched the back of his neck.

"i like you, y/n," he confessed. you could feel your cheeks warming up. "can i be your boyfriend?"

he handed you the bouquet of roses and you gladly accepted it. you smiled up at him and he quickly hid his smile with his hands.

"of course," you whispered, taking a step closer to him.

"NOW FUCKING KISS!!" atsumu exclaimed.

"shut up, atsumu," rintarou mumbled.

. . .

after high school graduation, osamu went to a different university. atsumu also went to pursue his volleyball career and you were alone. the last day with osamu was filled with ugly tears. you spent hours in his arms, making sure you could be as close to him before he had to leave. you could still remember the way he wrapped his arms around your shoulders, softly brushing your hair behind your ears, and whispering an "i love you," before leaving you.

the days in university were totally different from the days in high school. you didn't have your two childhood best friends and you missed the comfort from your boyfriend. the communication between osamu and you significantly decreased. university was challenging and you didn't understand a single thing your professor was saying.

you sighed as you walked out of your university's campus. when you opened your phone, the picture of osamu, atsumu, and you on the last day of high school made you stop walking.

you missed those days dearly.

you sighed and shoved your phone in your bag and walked home. the walk home was filled with silence. you didn't bother listening to music and you just wanted to go back home and call osamu, if he answered.

lately, he hasn't been answering your calls or texts. it made you anxious and worried. was he sick? did he get hurt? was he tired? tired of you?

you sighed.

no, i have to trust samu.

when you turned a corner, you saw your house covered in bright lights.

'i don't remember putting up christmas lights. christmas is like ten months away.'

you anxiously made your way towards your front entrance. your footsteps got slower the closer you got. you clutched tightly onto your bag, ready to swing it if you were to get attacked. but your worries instantly dropped the moment you saw pink flower petals scattered all over your front yard. you dropped your bag once you saw someone standing in front of your yard, facing away from you.

"wh-samu?"

you quickly opened your gates and ran towards the man standing in the middle of your yard. you stopped walking and you felt your eyes brimming with tears when he turned around.

the familiar eyes that always looked at you with adoration made the tears slip and trail down your chin. quiet sobs left your lips, causing the male to be flustered.

"y-y/n, wait no, don't cry," he exclaimed, running up to you and embracing you in his arms. hearing him calling out your name only made you cry louder. you repeatedly punched his chest as you cried in his arms.

"you idiot, why didn't you answer my calls? you made me worried," you said. his hands softly patting your back made you calm down. he wiped your tears away with his fingers and smiled fondly.

"did you miss me?" he asked, holding your cheeks with his hands and making you face him. his question only made you shed more tears.

"yeah, of course i did," your voice trembled as he wiped your tears away. he gently brought you closer to his chest and cradled your head.

"me too, i missed you so much," he whispered.

. . .

osamu watched you walk down the aisle in your white wedding dress. he wasn't the type to shed tears or be emotional, but he couldn't help but choke on his own tears as you walked towards him with a smile.

when you stood in front of him, he couldn't help but smile. you were so breathtaking and he couldn't believe he was really marrying you. he knew atsumu was going to make fun of him for crying, but he didn't really care at this point.

how did he get so lucky?

when he slipped the ring on your ring finger, he wanted to treat you like his queen for the rest of your life. he wanted you to wear your smile whenever you were with him, and he would risk anything to see you smile at him.

when he pressed his lips gently against yours, his lips immediately curved up. he gently wrapped his arm around your waist and brought you closer to him. he cupped the side of your face and tilted it to deepen the kiss.

you make me go crazy, y/n.

. . .

you looked at the man you've been married to for a few years. he was sleeping comfortably in the bed you two shared with his arms wrapped around you. you softly ran your fingers through his hair and smiled.

"what are you smiling at?" osamu asked, nestling his face into your chest.

you giggled. "nothing, i just really love you," you whispered, giving the top of his head a kiss.

a goofy smile curved up his lips. he softly pecked your lips. "mhm, i love you too," he whispered, tightening his arms around you and going back to sleep.

i love you so much.

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