Same Page | Miya Osamu x Reader

~Chapter 25~

"Shut yer trap, 'Tsumu."

"Oh don't give me that crap! Listen, I might leave both of you alone if ya tell me yer plan."

Osamu perks up. "For real?"

"Yes. Well, no promises though."

"Seriously dude?"

"Come on, spoil it to me. Perhaps I could lend you a hand."

Osamu took his time to rethink his decision. Of course Osamu was not always 100% trusting his brother for the reason that his brother was a jerk who would lie as if it was a normal situation. For instance, most of the time Atsumu would steal Osamu's pudding.

He sighed, ultimately gave in and went on trusting his brother for this time. "I will tell you but don't tell her."

"That one I'll promise."

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{𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝖺𝗒 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖺𝗅}

You waited at the corner of the festival because you were 10 minutes earlier than the twins. They'd told you that they will be late because of a last minute shopping. What were they buying? It's a bit of a misunderstanding for male to buy stuff this long. You observed the surroundings to pass your time. Colourful lights, so many passersby with yukata clothes, kids running around with candy apples on hands, lots of comments about the upcoming fireworks.

It's pretty crowded which would be a piece of cake to get lost. Good thing you bought your phone with you inside the small pouch. Phone comes in handy when you get lost in the crowds.

They arrived 5 minutes later, wearing yukata that matched their hair colour. With no makeup, their natural face was charming. Shimmed with yellow or orange by the lanterns, kitsune masks rested on the side of their heads, and the sound of their slippers softly tapped on the floor, making its way towards you.

"Hey cutie-chan!" Atsumu chimed, waving his arm like the merry fox he is. "Sorry for keeping ya waiting."

Instead of you greeting back, you smacked his back. "Seriously dude? Don't ya ever yell and call me that."

"Aww, Osamu got to give you a nickname while I can't? That's not very nice..." Almost unbelievable, his fox ears appeared, frowning. It could be just your imagination.

"Whatever. By the way, you guys look handsome today."

"Oooohhh compliment I see. Thank ya!" Atsumu exclaimed.

"Thanks." Osamu blushed.

You and the twins started strolling around. Taking in the fresh and appetizing aroma. Contemplating the culture along with the festival games. Feeling the wind breeze. Experiencing gameplay like goldfish scooping, balloon yoyo, gun shooting, sparkler fireworks, and much more.

There's one time a kid mistaken you as his mother. It gives you a good jumpscare when the kid grabs your yukata from the lower back. You thought it was a stranger danger, gladly it wasn't. In the end, you three found the kid's mother. Pretty uncanny, but it was a lot of fun seeing the kid mocking the twins. Because they are twins, young aged children would be disbelieving on seeing two similar faces.

Osamu is like a mother figure, feeding you every now and then when he spots the food that he wants and the food that you want. Atsumu felt like he's third wheeling, watching Osamu feeding you. He would whine about his brother not feeding him food and he would make sounds of disgust for the reason that his eyes burnt with the lovely scene. He felt super single.

The grey-haired fox enjoyed his time with you. Believe it or not, he has his dazzling smile pasted on his face ever since they came. As much as he wanted to compliment your look, he didn't dare to. He was nervous. Usually he wasn't the type that would be nervous. Seeing you looking lovely, especially with that smile of yours, making his heartbeat racing in a sonic speed.