Same Page | Miya Osamu x Reader

~Chapter 12~

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"...drunk."

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Osamu sprinted down the hallway at full speed towards the room that you slept in. It wasn't the shared room with Aimi, it was somewhere else away from the dorms.

What happened, you guess?

From what Osamu heard about from Aimi, you were drunk.

{𝖠 𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗎𝗍𝖾 𝖺𝗀𝗈}

"What?! How!" Osamu couldn't help but raise his voice on Aimi. For the impact, she flinched.

This was totally unbelievable news Osamu had ever heard about you. You, still a minor, was drunk.

"It-it was an accident!" Aimi stuttered out, her eyes shut.

"How? Tell me everything."

She fidgets her fingers, looking downwards as she explains. "B-both (Y/N) and I went for dinner a few hours ago, and we bumped into a elder lady. The lady was kind enough to offer us dinner, w-we had no choice but to accept."

Osamu was certain that he listens to everything that Aimi explained. This is not something that he doesn't give a sh*t about.

"The lady offers us drinks as we wait for the food. (Y-Y/N) was the first one to drink because she felt thirsty, ya'know, a-after the hot tub."

"So before yer guys went to have dinner, you guys headed to the hot tub?" Osamu questioned. Aimi nodded, eyes flickered to his face and to the floor. "Okay, what happened next?"

"After she drinks, I-I don't know what happened to her, but she hit her head on the wooden table that we seated."

"What does that mean?"

"S-something like... umm- about to sleep." Osamu nodded, motioning her to continue the explanation. "Then s-she started talking gibberish words that both me and the lady don't understand. Right then, the lady told us that she accidentally switched the water to alcohol."

(Some alcohol looks the same as water.)

Osamu let out a deadpan expression. "Then?"

Aimi breaths out. "W-well, the lady and I carried her to a room nearby for her to stay for the night. I-I think the alcohol was really strong to handle because (Y/N) only took one sip, she was devastated."

Now it leads to here. In Osamu's vision, he saw the room that Aimi talked about where you stay in. An elder lady just came out of the room with a tray in her hands.

"Oya?" The lady muttered as a charming male came to her vision.

"Sumimasen, is (Y/N) here?" Osamu proceeds to ask the lady, hands on his knees, panting.

"Oh, you mean the beautiful kind girl?"

"Yes."

"My my, are you perhaps her boyfriend?" The lady grins, causing her eyes to close.