Storyline:Tonight, he want to be the best boyfriend that he could be.
Genre: Drama, Slice of Life
He never cooked.
Miya Atsumu never dared to stand in the kitchen because he knew too well what could possibly happen. His twin brother who was now the owner of the infamous onigiri chain always told him that whatever he touched somehow turned into fire.
But he didn’t care, at this moment he could only focus on the opened page of his tablet where your favourite food displayed. He tried to find the high rated recipe, even though it was not the simplest one, he just wanted to cook what was best for you.
After all, a perfect woman like you only deserves the nicest thing in life.
You were so patient, always supporting him through every step that he took. Never once you complained about his busy schedule, his almost non-existent presence inside the apartment you shared, or even the way he put you second after volleyball.
Volleyball always came first, that was a fact that you knew since you dated him long ago in high school. He loved the said sport more than anything in the world. His fiery passions, his energy, his time — he gave it all to a sport that he found together with his brother when they were just a silly kid.
And then came you, always silencing all those nosy new supporters when it was time for him to serve. Then came you, helping him answer a question that his teacher threw at him because he fell asleep in class after a harsh tournament.
You, a woman who helped him get through his days as your existence was like a guiding star for him.
He would fall into pieces if you were not there, walking by his side to remind him of time. He needed time to eat, time to rest, time to let loose and hang out with his beloved friends from high school. Atsumu was sure that he would be lost without you there for him.
So just this one time, he wanted to make it right for you.
“You don’t have to cook for me, Atsumu.” He just hummed to give you a sign that he heard you. “Atsumu, please.” But he ignored your plea and continued to read the recipe. He wanted to do something good, something that a perfect boyfriend should do.
You could only let out a sigh as you sat on the kitchen island’s stool, eyeing the national setter as he carefully added some ingredients on the pan. He hissed as the oil splashed out a little, hitting his skin that made him go into panic mode.
A chuckle slipped from your lips as you saw him frantically running to the sink, letting out a sigh of relief once he could feel cold water streaming down his hand, easing the pain in an instant. He really tried, today he really tried.
You didn’t have the heart to stop him since you knew that once he set his mind on something, he wouldn’t care about what anyone else’s said. So you just sat there, becoming a company that he wanted, just like you always became for years slipping into his life.
“Come on, Atsumu.” He insisted you to stay still as he cooked for you, and you didn’t want to hurt his pride by walking toward him without telling him first. “Let me help you.” So you asked, hoping that he would accept your proposition.
“Nope! Let me try this on my own.” He answered with the same excitement as before and went back to his task. “Just sit there, I am almost done. Promise.” Then he calmed down, composing himself so he could cook with a clear mind.
He needed to do it, he couldn’t let tonight turn into another day where you ended up being the one who took care of him.
Atsumu turned off the stove before preparing the pristine white plate that would be used to showcase your favourite dish. He smiled in triumph as he looked at the masterpiece. Tonight was the first time he cooked a meal like this, and he couldn’t help but be proud of himself for this one achievement.
Though, the glee that he felt right now was nothing compared to the twinkle that was seen in your eyes.
Your lips tugged into a smile as he set down the meal in front of you. He didn’t want to eat, no, he wanted to see you first as your hand grabbed the fork. And the second you popped the piece into your mouth, he never felt this happy to see someone he loved enjoying his hard work.
You squealed a little, humming in satisfaction as you tasted the food that the blonde made just for you. It was happiness, written all over your face as you continued to eat, and each bite only made you crave for more.
Maybe this was what Osamu felt, maybe this was the reason why his brother wanted to be in the culinary career. To make people smile, to see the joyful look from your loved one for something that you made.
Wouldn’t it be lucky to have the younger twin as a lover? Running a respected business, working together with a dear friend, all bills covered, making something that others could enjoy, things that his lover would cherish at the end of the day.
Truthfully — Atsumu was a little bit jealous of his twin right now.
Because with volleyball, he couldn’t do the same. Sure, you were there on almost every match that he had. Yes, there was always a smile on your face as you cheered for him. And of course, you looked so happy as you stood at the stands with pride swelling your chest.
But was that enough to give to a lover?
His winning only belonged to him, it was something that anyone else couldn’t enjoy, except maybe his teammate. Unlike food that could be tasted, unlike clothes that could be worn. Volleyball just, well, volleyball. It was a sport that he loved, one that he couldn’t share with a lover.
Yet you never changed, you never left him. Even though he couldn’t give much, even though he was not that perfect boyfriend who could pay all the bills and buy you expensive gifts — you stayed, for such a long time, patiently there even though he was barely around.
“Atsumu?”
He jolted when his name slipped from your lips. Brown orbs immediately finding yours that filled with concern, face softened at whatever expression that was shown on his facade right now. “Why don’t you eat your meal? Do you dislike it now?”
“No, no.” He cleared his throat, avoiding your gaze for a moment. “I like it, I like anything that you love, (Y/n).” He wanted to bonk his head for saying such a cliche sentence, but he couldn’t help it since it was exactly what he felt.
You only gave him a smile before focusing back to the meal that he made for you. And for him, seeing you like this, so adorable as you shove your favourite food in your mouth — he wished that he did something like this sooner, adding some spices to his endless routine at the court.
Addingyou,to his daily routine.
“I am going to clean the dishes, okay?” You said softly as you got up from your seat. Your plate was already empty with how fast you ate the meal. “You already cooked, so let me do this one.”
He didn’t answer and just ate the rest of the food on his plate. With his speed, he choked a little but kept continuing anyway. He gulped down a glass of water right after his plate was clean without anything on top of it.
“No. Let me be a good boyfriend to-”
“Atsumu.”
The setter immediately went silent from the intonation that you used. Stern, yet still filled with warm. He didn’t dare to say anything as you grabbed his plate away, afraid that he would ruin the perfect night.
Like what he always did, like all the nights before this.
“Just go upstairs, I will join you in bed once I am done.” He didn’t move though, eyes fleeting to where you were right now as you walked to the sink.
“You promise?”
You dropped the plate gently, letting out a sigh before turning your face toward him. There it was, a smile that always made him feel at ease. You looked so breathtaking even if you only cladded with old pajamas and hair sticking out like you haven’t combed for days.
“I promise, Atsumu.”
And with that, he stood up. Knowing for sure that you were a woman of your word.
Atsumu wanted to walk up toward you, wrapping his arms around your torso as he let his face rested on your nape, sniffling your scent as much as he could. But he was afraid, he never did that before, what if you didn’t get used to him for being so touchy like that?
He decided to turn his head and ascend to the second floor where the shared bedroom was located. When he thought about it, he was rarely there, sleeping on the same bed with you even though it would be years since he had you as his lover.
Most of the time he was always out, practising until late at night, bonding with his teammates, and decided to crash at his friend’s apartment instead since it was too far from his place to their gymnasium. Yet you always reached for him. Making time to give him some healthy lunchboxes and snacks in between your busy hours of work.
He realised that he was such a bad boyfriend.
“Hey, ‘Tsumu-”
“You are coming today, right?” He asked with excitement as he zipped his team jacket up. “We are going to play against Suna! Ha, I want to rile him up so much I wonder how he is in the court right now.” He looked like a child, gleeful as he looked at his reflection on the mirror. “You gonna be there?”
You could only stare at him, spinning your brain to think about what sentence that you should let out.
“W-Well, of course.” You cleared his throat, cursing at yourself for even stuttering. “You promised to take me to that restaurant you reserved after the match too, how could I waste a chance to spend time with my boyfriend?”
And as you saw his face contorted into a shocked one, you knew that you were back in the same cycle all over again. “You forget, didn’t you?”
“Fuck, I am sorry.” He immediately turned his face toward you, fear coated his eyes. “I forgot to make the reservation and I— shit! I even promised Suna to hang out after that.” He immediately took a few steps forward, wanting to cup your cheek as he knew you didn’t deserve to be treated like this — from time to time.
“It’s okay, 'Tsumu.” And this was always the outcome. “Volleyball world comes first, I know. It’s alright.” For you to be so understanding, for you to realise your place. “Just make it up for me by enjoying your game. Win this game for me, maybe?”
He was relieved that you didn’t get angry, most women would kick his ass if he acted like this all the time. But never you, never his (Y/n).
“You know I always win.” He chuckled softly, followed by yours as he leaned in to press his lips on your forehead. “And today is nothing different. Why would I need to win for you just today though? The other match wins were all for you too.”
“So it’s like a routine, then?” Your eyes fleeting to pierce into his brown orbs. “Hey, 'Tsumu, do you have any plan for me today?”
Why did he feel like that question was a trap? With how your eyes filled with hope, he wanted to say that he indeed had a plan for you. But he didn’t, and he couldn’t lie. Because in the end, you always see right through him. That was proven by how the hope was gone even before he could part his lips.
“I see.” There was a little remorse in your tone, and he wanted to cheer you up in an instant. “That’s okay, then!” Yet you were the one who cheered him up, didn’t want him to worry about anything. “Come on, let’s go. I don’t want your teammates to be wary if you are late!”
He frowned when he remembered that day. How he dropped you to stay with his twin brother the whole match, the way your eyes glimmered as Osamu gave you a lunch box filled with your favourite filling onigiri. The hug that was shared, that lingered longer as his twin congratulated you a ’happy birthday’.
Atsumu wanted to punch himself when he realised that it was your birthday after all. The reason why you wanted to spend time with him, why you seemed more clingy that day, of course. And yet, he was not the first person who gave you the greetings, even though he was the one who you saw first thing in the morning.
He always wondered about why you decided to stay with him in his free time that was almost non-existence.
How you always let everything slide, how you suck it up and just focus on his well being, how you answer everyone teasing about him being a bad boyfriend — yet you always answered with pride that whatever happened, he was a good one, and you were happy to have him as your boyfriend.
But at one point, anyone must have hit their limit. Right?
“What is clouding in that big head of yours, Atsumu?” You flicked his forehead, and it was like a reminder to him that he had you in his arms right now, laying under the warm blanket in the bedroom that you two shared. “Your upcoming—”
“You.” He answered truthfully before averting his gaze from the ceiling to your face. “I was thinking about you, honestly.”
There was a flicker of sadness in your eyes, and he wanted to curse at himself for saying something like that out of the blue. “I am sorry, I know that tonight was supposed to be just us enjoying the moment together and not being sappy.”
He held your body even closer than before, afraid that you would be gone too soon if he let it loose. His body shifted a little so he could plant a kiss at the crown of your head, eyes fluttering close as he bathed on the scent that reminded him that he would never be alone.
No words were being said after that, just you and him in each other’s embrace. Your fingers stayed in his unruly hair, caressing the blonde strands that slowly lulled him to sleep.
But he didn’t want to sleep yet. He didn’t want to close his eyes. He wanted to savour the moment with you, one that he rarely felt with how he always prioritised volleyball above everything else. Above you, even.
Atsumu rubbed his eyes from time to time, insisting to stay awake and gripped your hips a little tighter than before. Just one more minute, he wanted to feel your warm body cuddling against his skin for a little longer.
“Hey, (Y/n).” He called out, earning a little hum of acknowledgement slipping from your lips. “Can you call me like you used to?”
He could feel how your body went rigid for a second. Your breath hitched, halted as if the request was something that could hurt you. “I understand if you can’t though. I am okay if you didn’t, I just want to hear it again.”
One second, two seconds, everything felt so heavy as he waited for your answer. He wanted to hear his nickname from your lips, it sounds so lovely, not irritating like how his brother called him with the same name.
“Okay,'Tsumu.”
He felt so relieved as he heard his name rolled down your tongue. Happiness, love, comfort, he found it all with the way you called his name. You always use that nickname ever since you dated him, and it felt like a lifetime ago since the last time he heard it from you.
It was just Atsumu now. No more 'Tsumu, just his full first name that still sounded so odd since he still couldn’t believe his mind. No, he could believe it. With how much he neglected you, with how much he was never there in your life — he acknowledged it. He just didn’t want to.
“You should sleep, 'Tsumu.” Your fingers trailed down his cheek as you looked up. “You have practice tomorrow, right?”
You knew all about his schedules, all the things that he allowed to eat and things that he had to do. You printed his routine in the back of your mind, somehow up until now, you couldn’t help but care for him.
“Yeah, I have practice tomorrow.” He gulped down before booping your nose playfully. “But I want to stay awake a little more. If that’s too much to ask?”
He mustered his puppy eyes, pouting a little and tightening his embrace around you. This was your weakness, to see him all clingy like this. And when you let out a sigh and giggle, he knew that he got you.
“God, I love you so much to resist you, you know that?” You whispered out under your breath. But then as if you knew in an instant what you had said, you cleared your throat. “Okay, I give in. Stop giving me that puppy eyes, Atsumu.”
“Sorry, sorry.” He smiled sheepishly before resting his head comfortably on the pillow once again, securing you in his embrace as you laid back on his chest. “One more question, (Y/n). And then I promised I would zip my mouth after that until we fell asleep.”
“Alright, shoot.”
He frowned a little, eyes scanning the unfamiliar ceiling. He was not supposed to feel like a guest in his own place. Yet as he saw the beige coloured ceiling with some starlight sticker, he didn’t feel right. Yeah, it was the price that he had to pay for rarely here in this apartment with you.
“From scale zero to ten, how perfect of a man I am today?”
He heard a sigh, another one slipped from you. Atsumu could count how many times you had sigh because of him, and he really wished that he could make you laugh instead of giving you headaches like this. “Don’t sugarcoat though, I just needed the truth.”
“Ten.” You answered without doubt, yet as he looked down, wanting to see your eyes, you didn’t look up. “Not just today, you always had a perfect score as a man. Passionate, have a big dream, would do anything to achieve it. If not I am not going to be your girlfriend for so long.”
Ah, he just realised that he used the wrong term in his question.
“Let me rephrase it, (Y/n).” He closed his eyes, thinking if he was ready to hear the truth or not. “From scale zero to ten, how perfect of a boyfriend I am today?”
You clutched the tight shirt that he wore at his question, burying your face on his chest to hide yourself. He raised one of his eyebrows in confusion, didn’t know why you couldn’t answer it. Maybe it was that bad, maybe he could never be a good boyfriend after all.
“Perfect.” He almost couldn’t hear your answer with how it muffled on his shirt. “You are so perfect today, 'Tsumu.”
Though he could hear it so clearly, the answer. He wanted to hear the other statement, of how he was alwaysa perfect boyfriend, just like how you told him he was a perfect man. But of course it was not possible, he never became a lover that you could be proud of.
All these time, you complimented him, you showed to the world his capability. His skill in volleyball, his soft side toward his brother, how loyal he was to his friends — but you never said anything about how good of a boyfriend he was.
It was just all about him, not how he treatedyou.
“Hold me,” He pleaded, biting his lips since he didn’t want his voice to waver. “Hold me tighter than usual.” His voice sounded like a whisper as he held you close, and he wanted you to do the same. “Please?”
Miya Atsumu was not someone who liked to beg, he knew you always gave what he wanted anyway. “Just tonight.” But he wouldn’t gamble anything right now. “I just need it tonight.”
He swallowed down the tears that entreating to escape from his eyes. With how your arm moved to hold him close, caging him in a circle filled with comfort, maybe this was enough to be remembered.
Maybe this was enough to be remembered forever.
“I love you, 'Tsumu.”
You sat in the living room with your head hanging low, hands covering your face as you didn’t have the courage to look up at where your boyfriend sat. “But I am… Tired.”
This was the first time he saw you cry. No, the first one was when he won national all those years ago in high school as he screamed at you that he won for you too. But never like this, the tears you shed right now was different from back then. “I tried, I really want to stay with you, to kiss you every morning, to cuddle with you under the blanket.”
He couldn’t say anything, heart thundering as he knew what would happen next. He was not stupid, of course everyone had their limit, and after years went by with a stagnant pace in the relationship — of course you were going to hit it, sooner or later.
“But you are never there, 'Tsumu.”
You finally looked at him, and you could feel your heart shattered even more when you saw his expression. He was dumbstruck, tongue-tied. It was as if he knew that this day would happen, but he still didn’t want to believe it.
He didn’t want to believe that one day you would get tired of being second in his life.
“Does that mean…” He couldn’t ask, knowing the answer to his next question. But he needed to make sure. “Does that mean you want to end this?”
The sunlight that slipped in between curtains was the one who woke him up. He hissed as it reached his eyes, forcing him to wake up. But he closed his eyes once again, stirring his body a little to wrap his arms around you, wanting to feel the warm that your body radiated.
Yet he was only met with cold.
And that was the thing that woke him up in an instant.
His breath laboured as he sat on the bed, brown orbs scanning the room that he shared with you. No, you didn’t just leave, right? But he scanned the room, again and again, searching for any kind of sign that you were still there.
Then again, who was he anyway, to know the signs. He was never here, he could count how many nights that he slept here with you. Atsumu didn’t even remember there were any photographs of you and him together hanging on the wall, he didn’t even know the time you decided to put some starlight sticker on the ceiling, he didn’t know what was the difference between this morning and the others.
Though one thing that he knew for sure, you would always be there when he woke up here.
“Then, please. Give me just one day! I just need one day of your life.”
Atsumu knew that this morning would come, when emptiness met him and reality sinked in as he remembered all the flaws that he had. His feet dragged him out from the bedroom that now felt suffocating for him. He needed you, he had to see you.
“But, Atsu—”
“I will prove it to you! I promise that I’ll make things right for you.”
It was so quiet, there was no music playing on the soundbar. You used to play some upbeat songs to fill the silence as you waited for him to show up after shower. Yet as he walked down the stairs, he could only hear his own footsteps.
“And then you can leave. You can sneak out when I am asleep. You know how much of a heavy sleeper I am, right?”
But then, he was right from the start.
“Alright, Atsumu. I will give you one more night.”
atsumu’s scared. he sees you after years of no contact at osamu’s restaurant, and now the three of you are making half-awkward conversations. atsumu stays quiet for the most of it, but he watches you. he watches your body language, the way you laugh, the way you smile—and god, does it feel good to see and hear it again.
he wants you again. he wants you in his arms, in his embrace—you haven’t left his mind ever since the day when you got in a fight with him and he said the harshest things he could to you. he regrets it all, of course. but would you want him again after he caused you so much pain? and you moved away from hyogo and didn’t even spare him an explanation after that, so how was he supposed to feel anything but regret and guilt?
you get up from your spot now, and osamu smiles as he says goodbye. atsumu shakes himself out of his trance, and looks up. you’re walking away. you’re walking out of the restaurant. holy shit, you’re gone.
“oi,” he hears osamu say.
he blinks profusely, looking up in a panicked state. osamu slaps the side of his face lightly, “go get ‘em, moron.”
“right,” he gets up, fumbling towards the door as he runs out, “i’ll pay ya for the food later, i promise!”
“we all know you won’t!”
atsumu sees you. you’re around twenty paces from the restaurant. god, why do you still walk so fast? his mind is filled with fog, yet somehow there’s a billion thoughts just floating around. would you even talk to him? would you forgive him? would you stay this time? would you give him another chance? would you perhaps fall in love with him again?
you stop when you hear his hurried footsteps. atsumu almost crashes into you, and is now standing with his hands on his thighs as he pants. you look at him with furrowed brows and inquisitive eyes, as he says, “i parked my car 'round the corner, lemme drop you home.”
“atsumu, that’s not necessary-”
“please, ’s the least i can do,” he smiles, standing up straight. you nod awkwardly, and then the two of you begin walking side-by-side when he decides to break the silence, “how’ve ya been?”
“good. i got a job right after college so the pay’s been great too. mom and dad visit whenever they can—speaking of, they’re actually coming tomorrow. all my coworkers are nice and we go drinking every now and-”
“i asked how you were. not yer coworkers, or yer job, or yer parents. you. how are you?” his look is of sincerity, and you sigh.
“i guess i’m okay,” you say. there’s a long pause, and then, “i’m sorry.”
“why’re ya sorry?” he questions. you had no reason to be sorry. if anything, he was sorry. he drove you away with his arrogant personality and crude behavior. he called you multiple times after you left, but you never answered them. and after he changed his number, he tried to keep you off his mind. but he ended up failing anyway. he would ask osamu how you were, because apparently his brother was the only person you kept in touch with.
“i… left without telling you. i got into tokyo university and my dad got a big raise and a transfer. so we had to come here either way. even if you hadn’t yelled at me that day, i wouldn’t have told you that i was leaving because i didn’t want to hurt you,” you mumble. but then you chuckle dryly, “i guess you would’ve been hurt either way. because me leaving without saying anything is worse than me confronting you about it. you must’ve felt horrible. and i’m sorry for being a dysfunctional coward.”
“so ya weren’t mad at me all these years?” he asks in disbelief, “why’d ya never return my calls?”
“because i’m an idiot who wanted you to find someone better,” you admit, “i didn’t want to hold you back from volleyball. or string you along while i live a thousand miles away.”
“i can’t believe you were never mad at me.”
“you thought i was mad at you?” you ask, eyes big and blinking up at him as the two of you stop. he nods, swallowing a hard breath. a huge weight had just decided to drop off his shoulders. and he was so, so glad it did.
“i thought ya hated me. i yelled at ya, that too for no good reason. i was irritated that i didn’t win a game. and ta make things worse, i blamed ya for things ya didn’t even do.”
“atsumu,” you halt. the yellow light above the two of you fixating on your eyes as he looks down, “i’m so sorry.”
“it’s not yer fault,” he reasons. you give him a melancholic smile before you get knocked out of your daze, “i’m gonna take the train, don’t worry about dropping me home. if i hurry, i can catch the one that leaves in ten minutes.”
you’re about to leave, and atsumu feels like you’re sand rushing out of the palm of his hands. and then, his voice takes action on its own.
“if i can’t drop ya, can i buy ya coffee sometime?”
you stop, widening your eyes. he’s doing the same—there’s a blush on his cheeks too, and he slaps a hand over his mouth before you throw him the happiest grin he’s ever seen, “i would love that very much, ’tsum.”
he smiles as if this is the most joyous day of his life as he says, “g'night.”
“i’ll ask 'samu for your number when i get home!” you yell before going down the subway stairs.
i would love that very much, 'tsum.
he punches the air and jumps around like he’s a teenager again. your voice rings in his ears as he unlocks his car, and he sleeps like a baby that night.
Warnings: Unplanned pregnancy, rejection, mental abuse, confusion in relationships, Smut, Unplanned Pregnancy, Depression, separation in family, twin brother’s are a pain, A baby daddy, A baby momma, idiotic decisions, regret in the past.
She dropped me off at school before I noticed it some guys all eyed her causing her to wink.
“She’s a college student she can’t date minors like she ever would date any of you ugly pigs.”
She’s always been the one catching the guy’s attention I suppose. I remember a disgusting old teacher had it for my sister.
Don’t get me wrong I’m not jealous I’m just annoyed at the fact that during her time here people approached me to introduce them to her.
“Like hell I’d do that.”
She had her friends while I had mine although I couldn’t stand those jocks she had around.
“They’re all idiots.”
I mumbled feeling irritated as soon as I heard some comments from those boys.
“Ugh I’m getting annoyed.”
Always the same things like:
“Such a shame the hotter one graduated already”
“Although (Y/N) is still hot but doesn’t really take advantage of it.”
I took out my headphones putting them on ignoring the comments and walked inside the school.
“Much better.”
I continued walking but stopped when I no longer heard the music due to feeling a sharp pain in my lower stomach which lasted a couple seconds.
“Ah..”
I clutched my stomach and then I took a few deep breaths.
I mean It felt like some one stabbed me in the stomach although before I knew it the small pain was gone.
“What was that..”
I mumbled.
“(Y/N)!”
I turned around and noticed my best friend who ran and hugged me.
“Akira.”
“Hey you alright?”
“Just a small stomachache other than that I’m fine.”
“Why do I look that bad?”
“You seemed a little odd earlier! Let me guess it’s the same thing that keeps bothering you lately.”
“Yup, the usual I’m literally forgetting what a normal family is and it’s gotten worse when my sister brings new guys home and they go like rabbits in heat.”
“Honestly I’m surprised she hasn’t gotten pregnant or some type of HIV.”
“Well I’m just glad she’s ok and hasn’t had anything like that happen to her!”
We walked when we heard some squealing of fangirls.
“Miya Twins!”
“Kya their so hot!”
My friend drooled.
“Look how hot they are.”
“Ugh can’t we have a peaceful morning even from you right.”
“They are so hot (Y/N) ya can’t lie litterally.”
English:Shut Up.
I said in English.
“There ya go with yer English.”
“Come on they are the top players in the volleyball ball team the same one your sister was managing remember!”
“Tch, more like wouldn’t shut up about.”
“I’d love to go on at least one date with one of the Miya twins!!”
“Whatever.”
“Maybe have a one night stand with one of them!!”
I froze at her last comment and looked at her annoyed as she babbled nonsense.
“I know I have a boyfriend but even my boyfriend doesn’t really compare although I’d still choose him over them!”
“Ugh even so! They’re so athletic I bet they’d go all night even more that the tennis pla-”
“Just stop talking please.”
I then spotted someone as my eyes sparkled.
“Kita!”
The one person who didn’t annoy me on that team also the coolest person on earth who I admired just as much as those successful people who achieved goals beyond standards in education.
“Kita hey!”
I said happily while he looked and nodded smiling softly before going back to cleaning the locker rooms?
“Uh weird”
“(Y/N)?”
“Hi Kita! How are you doing?”
He pointed at the lockers.
“Well I’m cleaning up the locker rooms for the second years.”
“Why?”
I asked a bit confused.
“I thought you only did you know the volleyball locker rooms. “
“I did already along with mopping the floor.”
“Uh okay?”
“It’s only because the team made a mess last week and it was cleaned but I still feel quite responsible.”
“I see..”
“By the way yer sister how is she? I wanted to apologize to ya for last time. I’m sorry ya had to see that.”
“It was months ago I’ll get over it.”
Even he couldn’t escape my sister’s grasp.
I frowned a bit.
Flashback 10 Months Ago
“Guess what!”
She said excitedly staring at me
“Yeah?”
“I know a second year is gonna confess to me! He’s on the volleyball team!”
“I see.”
“Aren’t you curious?”
I shook my head.
“Not at the least.”
She smirked knowing what she said next would get my attention.
“Well I’m positive it’s Kita Shinsuke.”
“What?”
I looked back noticing her smile more like a mocking smile
“K-Kita?”
“Yeah the guy you’re head over heals in love with right? Such a shame right?”
I didn’t say anything looking away before going back to my study book.
“Come on that doesn’t hurt?”
I didn’t say anything.
“Who cares besides I don’t like him. Also you’re not sure it’s actually him.”
I was very much in love Kita and somehow already knew by the eyes he gave her all full of attention yet it was obvious she didn’t reciprocate the feeling. She didnt know how much of a lucky bitch she is.
“Anyways a huge party is being thrown at the hotel two blocks away from school and of course”
“Fuck no.”
“Awe come on! If it makes you feel better it’s only the volleyball team and their friends including me I’ve invited a couple guys and girls well maybe more than a couple.”
(Knowing you the whole school.)
“Come on!”
“I said no.”
“The Miya twins are going!”
“Why the fuck do I care.”
“Well then suite yourself.”
She got up turning around then said something which made me change my mind completely.
“I’m taking Kita and I think I’ll take the confession he’s gonna give me there.”
I stopped reading my book and she knew she struck a nerve.
“Who knows if I start dating kita you might see him more often then again I think I’ll just have some temporary fun.”
“I’m not going.”
“Whatever but if you change your mind I left you a dress and shoes on my desk since you have absolutely no sense of fashion.”
“For the last time I’m not going.”
I grit my teeth while she grinned not facing me as she knew that kita was my huge crush and who doesn’t wanna find out if they’re crush really likes that person.
“She’s gonna hurt him.”
“What if he needs someone after.. ugh I won’t know unless I go to that darn stupid jock out party besides what could happen me just getting my heart broken. Who knew that the turn out was very unexpected to say the least.”
…….
End of flashback
“You okay? Ya zoned out for a bit.”
“Yeah I’m fine sorry about that.”
I smiled before it quickly turned into a frown when I felt a sharp pain again.
I clutched my stomach wincing at the pain but vanished as quickly as it came.
“Does your stomach hurt?”
I shook my head as the pain subsided.
“I’m f-fine.”
I noticed the mop.
“I think that water needs a change.”
He looked at the mop he was holding along with the water needed a change.
“I’m gonna go change the water to the mop so I’ll see you around.”
I smiled again waving then heard someone from behind quickly losing my smile and replaced it with a frown when a certain person spoke.
“Well now if it isn’t Ms. Foreigner”
My friend who stayed silent smiled and squealed.
“Miya Twins!”
She waved at them while Atsumu looked and grinned waving.
“Nice to see you guys!!!”
She said excited at The setter of Inarizaki’s volleyball club along with his brother and a few others from the volleyball team they were apparently considered hot.
“What do you want and don’t call me that.”
I said to him.
“I don’t wanna deal with a headache today.”
Atsumu whistled.
“Someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed.”
I glared at him.
Then a boy named suna said something that darn right pissed me off.
“You seem half dead today.”
“Shut up and leave me alone.”
Atsumu smirked.
“I told ya we need a manager since yer sister isn’t here anymore and she recommended ya so how could I say no to that sexy babe.”
I cringed disgusted.
Both of them cut from the same cloth not harboring feelings for eachother more of a platonic friendship I guess?
“I miss her so much!”
He said pouting then looked at me smirking.
“It’s a shame yer hot sister isn’t here anymore but yer kinda hot so I suppose it’s okay ya pass as our manager.”
“Excuse me.”
I said about to snap when suddenly atsumu was elbowed in the stomach by his brother.
“The hell Samu!”
“Shut yer trap and leaver her alone.”
I moved my gaze and accidentally locked eye contact with the grey haired twin who stared back for what seemed to be a while.
I cut the eye contact finally snapping out of it as I turned around walking ahead after his brother ask him a question.
“What’s wrong with you Samu?”
“Nothing ya idiot.”
“What!”
They glared at each other so I left before a fight could break out.
TimeSkip
“I’ll see you in class ok?”
I waved goodbye to Akira and who met with her boyfriend.
I made my way to the gym since P.E. was my first class of the day.
If only I knew what was to come.
To Be Continued
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Warnings: Unplanned pregnancy, rejection, mental abuse, confusion in relationships, Smut, Unplanned Pregnancy, Depression, separation in family, twin brother’s are a pain, A baby daddy, A baby momma, idiotic decisions, regret in the past.
I sat on I desk writing in my notebook fixing the agenda thinking about mid term finals.
“I just need this last part with this piece of information and I’ll turn it in for a presentation.”
“Finally then I’ll be at ea-”
I closed my eyes relaxing for a bit and stared at a poster of my favorite American singer after all I am a foreigner.
“Sigh, I have a headache.”
I closed my eyes dozing off for a bit the lack of sleep finally taking over.
When all of a sudden I head in living room and English song being sound louder than life and more awful than a squealing dying pig.
“Oh my gosh.”
I got up rushing into the hallway and into the room across me while the music blasted.
She looked at me smiling dancing and she seemed to be wearing a man’s shirt.
“Hey! Katherine! I know we’re American but we don’t have to act like they do in the movies! Now shush I’m trying to work on my essay presentation aka Mid final!”
“Sorry about that but you won’t believe what happened last night..”
I sighed annoyed when I noticed something on the ground and it wasn’t just anything.
“Oh my gosh is that a condom full of cum on the ground?!”
She pouts then puffed her cheeks.
“We where to tired plus it’s not like I expect the poor guy to stay a forever virgin.”
“I don’t expect a virgin like you to understand.”
I froze turning away annoyed and slightly embarrassed.
“Oh shut up.”
“In fact (Y/N) I’ll have you know I took his virginity last night! I was hot guy’s first time!!! He totally gives fuckboy vibes I mean he’s on the basket ball team for my college! By the way it was huge!
Katherine drooled lost in thought.
“The way he pushed in and groa-”
“ENOUGH!”
I pinched the bridge of my nose.
“Shut up I don’t want to hear this anymore or I’m gonna be sick.”
“What! It was good sex!”
I cringed.
“You’re both disgusting since you just left a condom on the ground now please shut up and let me work in piece. Now clean your disgusting mess up!”
I turned around heading to my room and heard the cheering of my sister practicing her routines since she was a popular cheerleader.
Sigh I put headphones on trying to ignore her and felt better.
“All done.”
I turned in the assignment before I had second thoughts and look at the time.
“It’s time to go to school.”
I grabbed my uniform from the closet putting on then walked to the living room.
“Katherine aren’t you going to school today?”
She looked at me.
“Yeah after all I am a college student!”
I rolled my eyes.
(What you mean by only going to school to flirt with jocks and cheer like you’re still in high school.)
“Yeah are you ready to go?”
I nodded.
“I wouldn’t be asking you if I was.”
“You’re not wearing your brown hair wig?”
I nodded.
“I’m gonna be late fixing it up.”
“I don’t see why you don’t just dye your hair.”
I glared.
“So do I need to remind you I have to no time for that stuff.”
“Right, By the way did you hear mom say she was gonna come home today?”
“Whatever, what happened last time she said she was coming back then at the last minute a business trip she didn’t even bother coming home for one measly day.”
“Are you crying?!”
She asked me.
“Shut up no I’m not!”
I felt tears slip through eyes before breaking down.
“She’s the worst I won’t even bother about dad.”
“All he does is work! Why?!”
She got up and hugged me.
“Uh what are you doing?”
“Hugging my little sister you could use it you seem so down lately I guess you’re hitting your breaking point”
“Oh whatever let’s get going.”
She smiled while I kept my frown.
(You and me are totally different you know that.)
To Be Continued
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Warnings: Unplanned pregnancy, rejection, mental abuse, confusion in relationships, Smut, Unplanned Pregnancy, Depression, separation in family, twin brother’s are a pain, A baby daddy, A baby momma, idiotic decisions, regret in the past.
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Don’t do it everyone knows he isn’t real when I comes to relationships
He all fuck but no love..
Some can even say he’s worse than his brother
(Y/N) (L/N) is determined to get into a top university to achieve her goals. She is and organised second year student. She was the perfect student. What could go wrong?
Nothing of course is what one would say however when the long overdue consequences of a decision that was made finally blew up in a big surprise.
A screaming bloody small human popped out..
W-What happened (Y/N).. Why didn’t you tell me?
I didn’t know that thing was inside my body.
What now?
She refused to looked at the small child instead felt a sense of dread filled with pain from just apparently going into labor.
How did this happen?
She didn’t even have a stomach to indicate she was pregnant.
“I don’t want that thing near me! I’ll never love that disgusting abomination. A mistake that should have never existed.”
I’ll never be a mother to it.
Follow (Y/N) who is beyond confused with her life at the moment on top of that her baby daddy is a stupid jock. ▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂
Warning: Smut, fool’s in love, unrequited love, Drugs, Best friends, heartbreak, Betrayal, Atsumu is a traitor, Childhood friends, Heart Break, False Accusations, Mafia.
Chapter 1: My Story
This is my story that I come to tell you..
That of a false man and his deadly deception.
All my life I gave him without asking..
However, I ended up behind bars for 15 years in this dark cold place..
In this place alone and unable to pursue the future I wanted…
Little by little discovering the horrible truth..
My soul has been filled with bitter loneliness..
You are the snake that poisoned me.. I come with sweet words of love.. The same one that you used in that performance..
My bloodshot eyes from crying so much.
In tears you tore my heart and mind filling me with madness!
Tremble! Why did your lack of consideration arrive
You stole all my illusions and dreams burning them in flames
Your mind only knows of betrayal
You are the toxic man that poisoned me
I come with sweet words of love
The same one that you used in that performance.
From a loving, dauntless and honest man
That only in your twisted mind existed
That man who was your disguise
Now it’s time..
Look tremble because the return of everything you stole from me has arrived
As soon as I can.
I will give you my revenge Atsumu Miya..
You believed yourself and even dead you believed me to be out losing the game you think you’re safe it’s your turn.
no one is going to save you because I came to destroy you
Since my conviction I thought daily
Very often I dreamed of having you
Because for love all one day I lost it all because of your deception of false love
But I come renewed just to see you suffer
He told you I’m miserable rotting here haha I’m going to see you suffer yet you feel not one ounce of guilt instead you’re showering in fame and fortune you think you’re safe?
Don’t make me laugh..
Tremble because the poisonous madness you’ve created in me has arrived
You stole all my illusion and dreams my hard work doesn’t he drain all because of you.. False love and deception
Your mind only knows of betrayal
I come with those sweet words you gave me of faso love and deception
The same ones that you used in that performance
Of a brave, lovable and determined man
That only in your twisted mind existed
Tremble because my gift of revenge has arrived
You stole all my dreams
Your mind only knows of betrayal
Those sick twisted lies you gave me will come back in a form so sweet and full of love..
False love full of deception.
I’ve come for you Atsumu..
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Summary: Atsumu Found Out He Was A Parent Recently! How Will He React To His First Father’s Day? Maybe he went a little to far explaining things.
“This feels so weird Samu.”
Atsumu said looking at the mini him that just handed him present that said:
“Happy Father’s Day.”
“What do ya mean?”
“I don’t know it’s just been weird ya know? I’m suddenly a dad this year now all around me I see is Happy Father’s Day!”
A holiday that had nothing to do with me just last year! I’m a dad! I don’t know what I feel.
“What do ya mean ya don’t know what to feel are ya stupid?”
“What!”
Atsumu glared.
“Ya already accepted that he’s yer son ya were even gushing like a little school gir earlier this morning on the Father’s Day Onigiri special”
“Shut up no I wasn’t!”
Flashback
“Samu!”
Atsumu barged in along with haruka.
“I haven’t opened yet don’t ya have someone else to annoy?”
“Don’t be mean to papa! Uncle Samu you know why we’re here right!”
Haruka said smiling.
“No I don’t”
“What do ya mean ya don’t I’m obviously here for the Father’s Day onigiri special!”
Atsumu picked up haruka
“Look who is this!”
Haruka (L/N) son of (Y/N).
Atsumu rolled his eyes.
“He’s not just that!”
“Then what.”
Osamu said annoyed although a little amused at his brother’s reaction.
“My cum which became my son!”
Haruka nodded eagerly not understanding the first part but he had said son.
“My papa is here! We want the onigiri special!”
“Come on samu!”
“Come on Uncle Samu!”
They both said in unison.
“Come on ya know already I deserve this with all those sleepless nights with her! Even if it was a fortunate accident that I made with her!”
“It wasn’t easy with (Y/N) clawing me all night! Ya should know because Na-“
“Knock it off I know I’ll prepare it just shut up.”
Atsumu turned to Haruka as they both high fives each other.
………
“Here ya go.”
Atsumu looked at haruka as they both had the same fatty tuna onigiri along with two bowl’s of icecream one said “father” the other said “son”
“Haru let’s take a picture together! Samu! Here take a picture of us will ya?!”
He nodded grabbing the phone taking a picture of both of them Atsumu stuck his tongue out and haruka noticed then did the same as they both did a MSBY pose.
Osamu rolled his eyes smiling and took it handing it back
“Enjoy.”
……
End Of Flashback
“Ok first of all I don’t regret it ever!”
“He’s the best thing that happened to me! Ya have to believe me!”
“I know already so stop pouting and annoying me and go have fun with yer son.”
Osamu pointed at the flyer that had a carnival special for Father’s Day.
“We we’re just about to!”
“Haru!”
Atsumu called noticing the little boy nodding and saying goodbye to Yuji Osamu’s son then quickly ran to Atsumu.
“Papa! Let’s go!”
“Alright bub.”
“Hey.”
Her turned around hearing Osamu.
“Say Tsumu.”
“Hm.”
“He’s just of a pain as ya are.”
“Hey! my son is not a pain! If anything when he gets annoying is because of (Y/N)! All he talks about is his mom and how cool she is! Well what about me!”
“Papa?”
He looked at haruka who smirked.
“Your jealous it’s funny.”
“Pfft me! No way!”
“Yes you are!”
“I said no I ain’t!”
Haruka rolled his eyes.
“You’re jealous of Mama!”
“Both of ya get out of my shop before I kick ya out.”
“Shut up Samu yer just jealous I have an awesome son.”
“He’s awesome cause (Y/N) is his ma.”
Snap.
That was Atsumu’s last bit of patience which completely caused him to snap.
“Well for your information he was my sperm so I made him to! Ya know how hard it is to bust a nut and get a girl pregnant!”
“Oi Tsumu not in front of Har-“
“Shut up I busted a nut and made him he came from here!”
Atsumu pointed downward to his area.
“I made him!”
“Bust a nut?”
Haruka said a bit confused.
“Papa what does that mean? You made me from a nut?”
It’s annoying how Atsumu always gets to be the one to hurt (Y/N) first well how about we turn things around huh?
Exactly 11 months and 24 days.
Since Atsumu hadn’t heard from his ex fiancé.
Yes he had been counting and honestly he felt hurt that she didn’t even try to once get in contact with him.
He took his phone out still having her contact which he couldn’t bring himself to delete
He looked at Sana his ex fiancé’s former best friend.
“Tsumu what’s wrong?”
“Nothing I’m just a tad bit confused at the fact that (Y/N) hasn’t done anything to get in between us.”
“Were you expecting her to?”
He nodded.
“She was so in love with me so I figu-”
“Pfft.”
He looked at her a bit confused.
(Did she really just laugh?)
“Sorry I didn’t mean to laugh it’s just she’s to slow and weak to even think about that.”
(Not that she would in fact she planned everything behind your back idiot)
Atsumu frowned.
“She isn’t weak.”
(Oh I know you fool)
Sana knew and couldn’t help but laugh at the pathetic love sick former fuck boy.
“Forget about her Instead let’s go get some cake since it’s our anniversary!”
“Cake?”
Yeah silly!
“Chocolate cake your favorite!”
She didn’t know that chocolate cake was his least favorite.
(Y/N) knew.
In fact she probably knew him more than anyone.
Wait why was he thinking about the woman he abandoned who he didn’t love anymore?
She was so madly in love with him that he got bored and when her appearance began to change she was even less appealing.
He knows he doesn’t regret cheating on that ugly woman
However deep down he knew he fucked up bad.
He’s just been waiting for her to come back to him saving him from his regret and false love.
He’s gonna wait for the woman he loves and will continue to love.
That was his secret.
A secret he tried pushing at the back of his head to he could be happy with sana but the thought kept growing little by little.
Meanwhile
“Samu look how cute he is.”
They stared at the little boy with light grey eyes and (H/C).
He was a complete mixture of his parents.
“Aboo.”
“He’s absolutely the cutest thing ever samu.”
“Of course darlin’ he’s our son.”
He looked at the little boy in the stroller who gave his father with a toothless smile.
“Hey bub how are ya today?”
Osamu kissed his son’s cheek then then stared at the (H/C) woman who he loved more than anything.
“I love ya (Y/N).”
He kissed her.
This was their secret.
Unknown to them a pair of eyes stared in disbelief and confusion.
“This is a joke right?”
He said shocked as he stared at his twin brother and ex fiancé kissing.
“(Y/N) and Samu?”
What shocked him more than anything was the baby in his brother’s arms.
How could they do this? No there must be a reason for this
He thought then glared.
“She’s using him because he looks like me is she that obsessed with me?”
“The brat can’t be mine because I hadn’t slept with her in over 9 months before we split up 11 months ago since I was with Sana.”
Yet the kid resembled him and his twin brother.
However when he saw the brats eyes he instantly knew that wasn’t his or just some random fling she probably tried to sleep with to make him jealous oh how he wished that could be it.
But to his horror.
The little boy had all to familiar grey unique eyes.
“My own twin brother..”
He turned around to shocked and heartbroken.
“She was pregnant when I left her wasn’t she..”
“That’s why she was getting big.”
Her mood swings and everything about her that was changing was this.
He couldn’t believe that the reason was because the child of his twin brother grew inside her.
He turned to glance at her and noticed her grin and smile
“One that she never gave me.”
Flashback
“I love ya (Y/N) will ya marry me?”
He said nervously and full of courage since the previous pep talk he had with his brother hours earlier.
She smiled but now unlike back then that smile seemed cold and fake compared to this one.
“I will!”
He grinned hugging her without realizing the frown she held staring at his twin brother who looked shattered and in pain.
They both were madly in love with eachother and atsumu was a drunken mistake he was the one in the way.
She never had eyes for him.
This was her secret.
Wasn’t she the one who was supposed to be in this situation? Wasn’t she the one who was supposed to hurt all those night she refused him and avoided his affection
Sana was his way of showing how desperately he wanted the (H/C) girl to notice and realize she truly loves him.
So why was she holding a child that resembles her and his twin brother.
“Maybe it was a mistake?!! No she wouldn’t be so happy.”
Come to think of it…
She never said I love you first.
Atsumu felt disgusted.
How many times had she brought his own brother and fucked him in the room that was supposed to be his and (Y/N)’s.
“How could she…”
The worst was to think all those times he asked Osamu for advice and telling him how much she meant to him only to realize his own twin brother who he trusted was fucking her behind his back..
That was his twin brother’s secret.
Another wave of pain hit him when he realized Sana was in on it to..
What did he do to deserve this?
All those flings he had including sana weren’t as big as this.
That was supposed to be him and her..
The child was supposed to have honey brown eyes and belonged to him and her… He was supposed to be his own child not his twin brothers brat.
Warnings: Unplanned pregnancy, rejection, mental abuse, confusion in relationships, Smut, Unplanned Pregnancy, Depression, separation in family, twin brother’s are a pain, A baby daddy, A baby momma, idiotic decisions, regret in the past.
My sister said in English while my mom stood next to me with a worried expression and a bit confused.
W-What happened..”
You just had a baby so just rest ok?”
My mom said patting my head.
“Take a good rest alright we’ll talk about this later then you can meet her..”
“No I didn’t have a baby! That thing isn’t mine!”
Before I could say anything else everything went black.
I slowly opened my eyes looking at the unfamiliar surroundings realizing that I was in a hospital gown feeling numb from the east down but I’ll take this over that horrible stomach ache.
“You’re up daring.”
“Mom?”
She held a small bundle in her arms walking closer.
“I didn’t know I was pregnant mom.. I mean it I promise I never wanted this! Don’t be mad please.”
My mom didn’t take her eyes off the small bundle all she did was smile softly and then looked at me.
“Mom?”
“Here (Y/N) look it’s your daughter congratulations on becoming a mom to a baby girl.”
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing.
“No way in hell.”
I turned around not facing her and that thing.
“I don’t want it.”
My mom frowned.
“Don’t say that she’s your daughter.”
(You must be joking,)
“I don’t want that thing near me! Get it the hell away from me.”
As on the cue the baby cried while my mother frowned staring into the child’s eyes glistening with tears.
“WAAAAAH”
“Shut it up! Bad enough I have to deal with pain all over.”
I sighed annoyed.
“WAAAAAAAAH”
“Why won’t it stop crying ugh!”
I turned around sitting up while my mom tried to calm the infant down .
“Well you were out for about a day and your daughter she’s hungry and has to eat (Y/N) so you have to breast feed her.”
“What? Then Feed her!”
“Sigh, I’m not the mom you are.”
“Don’t say that! I will have that creature latch onto my boob!”
My mom rolled her eyes setting the baby on the bassinet and called the nurse.
A nurse walked in with a baby bottle.
“Then we’ll have no choice but to feed her with powdered milk since her mother’s breast milk is off limits.”
“Wait a minute.”
“You’re not feeding her that it gave me a rash as a baby. Won’t that be passed onto her?”
“It’s a possibility.”
I sighed.
“Fine I’ll feed her but use the breast pumper I don’t want to breast feed her.”
I nurse nodded.
….
“(Y/N) you’re awake!”
“Another headache.”
I mumbled.
“I brought food since hospital food is disgusting plus it’s your favorite!”
She set the food down then nothing the bundle is our moms arms.
“She’s not crying today and super calm!”
My sister squealed excitedly rushing noticing the little baby with the pacifier.
“She’s so ado-”
She stopped then looked at me shocked.
“Is something wrong Katherine?”
My mom asked while Katherine shook her head.
“No it’s just she’s got really beautiful eyes.”
My sister set the food down and turned around away from us.
“(Y/N), I’ll talk to you later okay? I-I’ve got homework.”
I looked at her confused.
(What’s up her behind?)
“Ok darling see you later!”
My mother said while my sister nodded awkwardly walking outside.
“Look at how happy your daughter is although what would make her even happier is if her mother were the one doing it.”
“Ugh.”
Don’t you want to hold your daughter?
“When are we putting that thing for adoption.”
My mother frowned.
“You’re not serious my going to do that right?”
I didn’t Answer.
“(Y/N), she’s your daughter and I promise when you hold her in your arms you’ll come to love her I know you wouldn’t be so cruel to give you child away I won’t let you make a mistake!”
I faced her angered finally snapping.
“WELL I HAVE A FUTURE AND THAT THING I NEVER WANTED IS IN THE WAY”
I yelled startling the baby who immediately let out a shrill cry.
“You scared her.”
My mom contorted the baby who slowly calmed down and finished drinking the milk.
“You know she’s calm as a baby I’m surprised you were a little gremlin. She certainly didn’t get that from you.”
I rolled my eyes and covered my head with the pillow.
“I’m serious mom I don’t want that thing in my life.”
(Y/N)’s mom didn’t ask any questions about the father yet because her daughter was already exhausted enough as it is so it should be a question for another day.
The baby girl finished her milk while Jessica decided to burp her.
Katherine walked to her car as soon as she got in she took out a picture smiling sadly.
“Hayato..”
She looked at the picture of a handsome older man who was next to her.
His beautiful grey eyes that matched his son’s.
“If only you weren’t to guilty to leave your wife..”
Flashback A Year Ago.
She kissed him and hugged him.
“I love you.”
“I love ya too..”
“Even if I’m only 19?”
He nodded.
“It’s just your married Haya..”
He frowned.
“I know but I love ya don’t ever forget that.”
“Even if my wife is with me I can’t bring myself to look at her the same when I’ve got ya.”
She kissed his lips.
“Your wife hates me and if your son’s find out they’ll despise me.”
“Both of us sweetheart.”
They giggled kissing each other both forgetting that their love is taboo.
To Be Continued
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Akira asked me but the nausea along with the sharp pain grew stronger.
Unable to answer I ran more like staggered to the bathroom stall locking it and threw up feeling the sharp pain get worse but this time it wasn’t going away.
“IT HURTS!!”
I screamed in pain gripping my stomach.
“Someone help I can’t take this pain..”
“Hang on I’ll go get help!”
Akira said rushing to find the teacher.
“It fucking hurts!”
Each deep breath I took did ease the pain a little but just taking a breath was painful.
“I feel like I’m fucking going to die from this pain!”
I yelled feeling like I was about to pass out not long after a teacher named Yuka knocked on the stall.
“Are you okay (Y/N)?!”
I shook my head crying from the pain.
“Ms. Yuca It’s hurts so much I think somethings wrong with me!”
I then looked at my legs and saw period blood.
No it was more of a light pinkish watery blood.
…..
“There’s blood Ms. Yuca, something’s wrong more is coming out!”
I yelled feeling disgusted and in pain.
“OH MY FUCKING GOSH!!”
“(Y/N), the ambulance is on their way! Hang on sweetie.”
She knocked on the stall.
“I’m gonna need ya to open the stall ok? I need to check on you.. Can you open the stall?”
I sobbed in agony slowly barely crawling opening the stall.
“(Y/N)!”
“H-Help please.. I-I think I’m dying..”
I gripped onto her hand squeezing it tightly
“Ok calm down and take a few deep breaths..”
“It hurts.. so fucking bad…”
“Ms. what is arghh happening to me..”
“I don’t know but it’ll be alright I’m here.”
I smiled but quickly yelled feeling another sharp pain as I touched my lower stomach in pain.
“The ambulance is here!”
Akira said while two men with a stretcher came.
The whole class as well as half of the school witnessed the scene of the paramedics taking her out as she clutched her stomach yelling and a certain group of volleyball players where there including the Miya Twins.
“(Y/N)!”
(Y/N) POV
Katherine rushed out of the car running into inside the ambulance vehicle after her sister.
The ambulance took me away as I cried yelling out in pain leaving the school surprised and a bit scared.
“(Y/N)! I’m here!”
My sister rushed into the ambulances car
“My stomach hurts..”
I screamed gripping my sister’s hand while the nurse walked over.
“Okay (Y/N) stay calm and breathe Mom is on her way too!”
“M-Mom?”
“She is now calm down and breath ok?”
I tried breathing but yelled out unable to even open my eyes wincing in the pain.
“I C-CAN’T”
“(Y/N)..”
My sister’s eyes widened noticing blood.
“I can’t move anymore It hurts so much why won’t the pain stop!”
She looked at the doctor panicked.
“She’s bleeding a lot is she ok?!”
Katherine said concerned.
“Her blood is everywhere!”
The nurse checked my forhead.
“I don’t think that’s blood.”
The nurse said slightly getting a bit nervous and felt my pulse with her hand as her eyes widened as she turned to look at me.
“(Y/N) I’m gonna ask you some questions”
I nodded as another wave of pain hit me.
“Fuck!”
“Alright now.”
“Are you pregnant?”
“No she’s not look at her flat stomach on top of that she’s a virgin!”
My sister said angry then turned to me.
“Right?!”
“According to her pulse it indicates that she’s currently holding a child inside of her.”
“Wait what?!”
My sister screamed staring at me as I shook my head.
“No way I’m not pregnant!”
I yelled feeling something down move inside my stomach.
“I didn’t have any symptoms so fuck that!”
I shook my head in pain.
“I think it’s a cryptic pregnancy.”
She said.
“I’m not pregnant!”
She touched my stomach pushing it a bit.
“Okay wow we’re about to go into labor”
“WHAT! My sister isn’t really pregnant right?!”
“No doctor you’re wrong! I’m not pre-“
I screamed and felt the need to push to relieve the pain.
“You felt that right?”
The nurse said.
“What was that?!”
“It means you’re about to go into labor the baby is coming now.”
She looked at the driver.
“Her contractions are closer to each other I’ll prepare everything as soon as we get down straight of to the labor room.”
“(Y/N), what is going on?!”
My sister said in disbelief.
“(Y/N).. I need you to calm down alright we’re about to begin.”
The nurse took off my skirt and underwear putting a hospital gown over my shirt.
“I don’t have a baby in there!!!”
I panicked moving and trying to get up but couldn’t due to the nurses holding me down along with the sharp pain in my stomach.
“(Y/N), We’re almost done ok?! The baby will be here soon…”
My sister said still shocked as I gripped her hand in pain.
“I’m not fucking pregnant no way!”
I felt something move from inside me followed by what seemed to be clear water?!
“W-What was that!”
The baby is coming now I’ll need you to push on the count to three.
One
Two
Three
Now push!
I pushed still very confused at what was happening as we repeated the process many more times which I couldn’t tell what was going on.
Now Push!
I yelled feeling something after the nurse told me to push I did and felt something come out.
“It’s the head almost there!”
“Nurses get ready!”
I made a few more pushes noticing the blood everywhere feeling something skirmish down my legs.
“Last one you’re okay.”
“I pushed and heard the cries of an infant ..”
I took a glance barely concious and saw that the nurse held a small bloody crying infant in her arms.
Meanwhile
Osamu POV
Osamu was lost in though despite just winning the match with cross court shot.
“Babe! Congratulations you just won the game!”
He was snapped out of his daze a she kissed him on the lips.
“That’s my baby boo! Congratulations on wining the game!”
“T-Thanks..”
“Are ya ok?”
“U-Uh I’m fine now quit clinging is not like we’re dating..”
“Woah yer stuttering yer that in love with me!”
She kissed him again.
“Come on soon you’ll have to say yes to your fwb right?”
She grinned smiling.
“Maybe this will change your mind!”
“Hear this babe, I’m totally gonna win this year’s student award no more third or second place due to (Y/N) and her sister!”
He looked at her.
“What do ya mean by that?”
She grinned leaning in and whispered
“Did ya hear.”
She said looking straight at Osamu.
“According to my brother who works at the hospital.”
“(Y/N), just had a baby.”
(What?)
“Ya know what that means! With her and Katherine gone I’m gonna win the award this year.”
“A b-baby…”
He said shocked and confused letting go of his fwb’s hand.
“Osamu?”
“Uh I gotta go.”
He said quickly walking to the team while she looked at him walk away.
“What kinda reaction was that?”
She shrugged her shoulders.
“You’re ok sis!”
My sister said in English while my mom stood next to me with a worried expression and a bit confused.
“W-What happened..”
“You just had a baby so just rest ok?”
My mom said patting my head.
“Take a good rest alright we’ll talk about this later when you can meet her..”
“No I didn’t have a baby! That thing isn’t mine!”
Before I could say anything else everything went black.
To Be Continued
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