Texting From Your Sister's Phone - SunaOsa

Chapter 1//My Last Name

Here I am: Osamu Miya, out again because my twin brother decided to drag me out of the house, with his boyfriend, to be a third-wheel. I'm starting to think I should move out soon.

"Hurry up, 'Samu. We're gonna be late if yer ass doesn't move quicker!" We're now running at the speed of light and my hand is going numb from Atsumu pulling it. "Omi is waitin' for us!"

I rolled my eyes. "You never even told me where we're going this time-"

Atsumu then came to a halting stop. "We're here!" Atsumu ran inside, leaving me outside. I looked at the building. It was a bar. Jesus, this is stupid.

 Now, should I go inside, or should I stay out here?

"I guess I'm going in..." I mumbled. I walked up to the door and pulled it open, immediately being stung by the aroma of alcohol. I went up to the bar and sat down on a stool.

"What can I get for you, sir?" The bartender asked me.

"Just something light please." A headache already began to form from the blasting music and intense lighting.

"Yes sir!" The bartender went ahead and sat a glass in front of me, and then grabbed a drink and poured it in my cup, one-handedly. Finishing, he then went to attend to other customers.

"Hey." I heard a deeper feminine voice say next to me.

"Hi?.." I spoke almost cautiously.

"Don't worry, I'm not some drunk girl trying to take you home. I don't even drink." She snorted, pulling my attention.

"Then why are you at a bar?" I asked. She chuckled in response.

"I was forced to come by my idiot brother."

I laughed at that. "Me and you have something in common, then. My brother is the dumb blonde over there with the curly haired dude." I pointed at Atsumu and Sakusa on the dance floor.

The girl snorted. "My brother is the brunette over there. The one smoking." She pointed to the opposite side of the bar. "I promise you he isn't as much of a fuckboy as he looks like."

I looked to where she was pointing and saw the guy. I will admit, he was attractive. He wore light grey sweats with a black plain shirt and a chain around his neck along with black converse high-tops. He was also making out with some girl that I didn't pay any attention to. "Woah." I said, trying not to laugh at my incredulous thoughts.

"Hey now," the girl said, laughing. "Remember that's still my brother. A disgusting human being." We both broke out into laughter. "I'm Reo Suna. You can use my last name or first name, I don't mind either way. I'm also twenty one." Reo said, proudly.

I laughed "Osamu Miya, but call me Osamu. I don't go bye Miya because of my twin brother. I'm twenty three."

Reo didn't look as surprised as others when I told them I had a twin brother. "I thought you and your brother looked a little bit too alike." 

I let out small laughs.

... "Hey, Suna?"

"Yes?" She said, turning her head towards me again.

"How old is your brother?" I asked.

She snorted. "Interested in my brother, eh?" 

I playfully rolled my eyes at her remark.

"As if." She giggled at that comment.

"He's twenty three, like you. His name's also Rintarou-if you were wondering."