Same Page | Miya Osamu x Reader

~Chapter 16~

HECK!

With only his contact message came into your vision, that kissing moment came back to your mind. Also...

WHAT'S WITH THE NICKNAME?!?!

Another message popped up, but you're too shy to even open it. God, this is really embarrassing. You're pretty sure you will not be able to talk properly with Osamu or even make eye contact with him. All because of the kiss. If only he could talk his way out instead of doing action.

F*ck that guy!

You try your best to let that kissing moment slide off your mind. You went to get ready, showering, eating breakfast and the rest, let's assume that later. The message on the other hand, you figured to read it once you're ready.

30 minutes later...

1 hour later...

3 hours later...

3.5 hours later...

Yup, your confidence is still hiding. Maybe ignoring him again would be a great ide-

No. Last time you ignored, he pins you up against the wall, talking sh*t and what not, then kissing you.

That's true. But what should you do-

*Ringtone sound*

"Ah!" You jumped when that happened. Somebody had called you. You picked out the phone instantly without looking at the contact. "H-hello?"

"Sweetheart, are ya okay? You didn't reply to my text."

SH*T!!!

It's Miya Osamu!

"U-uh- I- uhm... I-I'm fine! Don't worry!" Cursed your stutter. "And uh... what's with the s-sweetheart? I-I clearly have a name."

His soft chuckles can be heard from the other side of the phone. "I think it's cute so why not. Are ya sure you're okay? Do ya want me to check up on you, I'm free right no-"

"N-NO, no no no no no, no need! I'm in good condition. So... uh... don't check up on me!"

"Okay then." He shortly replied.

"There's nothing else to say right? If so, then imma hung up. Goodbye!" And you hung up, throwing your phone on the other side of the couch as you squealed under the couch's pillow.

That was so awkward as hell! Why doesn't he stutter like you did? Could it be he wasn't a single embarrassed about the kiss? Like damn, maybe he was.

If school starts back again, not to mention the volleyball club, it's gonna be tough to approach him. Even worse, he's your best friend. There may be no escape for that. You need to come up with a plan. Wait, isn't that too much though? Just pretend or forget that kissing moment happened. Yeah, possibly that will work.

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After you hung up the phone, Osamu stared at the phone screen for a good second before shutting the phone closed and placing it at the table. He laid on the bed, hands behind his head.

Unlike you, he keeps on rethinking the kissing moment in his head. Even though the kissing session was with eyes closed after about 15 seconds of eyes locking, he can imagine the view.

He really felt satisfied, apart from you cutting the kiss off halfway when it's starting to get good.

His hands started travelling up to your back, your arms wrapped around his neck. Both of you lean more deeper as you two eyes shut. This feels great. Butterflies were fluttering in the stomach, and he could touch your body freely. Plus, your moan in between the kiss when Osamu's gentle touch travelling around your back, was driving him crazy.