osamu: ok, here you have the first aid kit, a book with all his allergies, a coat in case he starts getting cold, instructions on what to do in an emergency…
At the reunion, Atsumu kept on hinting to Suna that the you and Osamu are dating but the brunette didn’t get it.
Kimi knows about your relationship with Osamu. She only found out after dinner so she felt guilty about it and messaged you through Instagram immediately to apologize.
Osamu was so nervous the whole dinner because he thought you were going to break up with him.
Mama Miya knows that Osamu is dating you because he keeps on staring at you during dinner in a different way. She talked to him after dinner about it.
Osamu still doesn’t know where you went after dinner.
two year after breaking up with your ex osamu you have moved on with your life. you finally get a big roll in an up coming tv show after years of small insignificant rolls. when you find out that your co-star is suna rintaro, your ex’s best friend who you despise, you plan on dropping the roll. however, suna isn’t exactly how you remember and for some reason you start catching feelings.
pairings:suna x fem!reader & osamu x fem! reader
genre:angst!
tropes:actor!suna, actor!osamu, enemies to lovers, exes to lovers
warnings:18+, love triangle, cheating, toxic relationships, unrequited love, (+more to be announced)
taglist:(open)
status:starting after “traitor”
cast
SEASON ONE
episode one
y/n nervously awaits to hear news from her agent on whether she got her dream acting job or not.
tags:; osamu x reader, childhood friends, suggestive, atsumu being annoying, commitment issues, cute ending, mentions of food, cuddling, mentions of exs
wc: 656
You were hanging out on the couch with Osamu at the Miya house like you usually did. This time you two were watching a movie with you laying on top of Osamu snuggled into his chest after school.
You were half asleep with the furnace of a man under you rubbing your back to sleep.
Osamu and you were complicated. You two had been friends since middle school but about 2 months ago it grew into something else. Hugging and kissing turned into more but the discussion had not been had.
You two were fooling around and you refused to let yourself assume the nature of your relationship.
Friends with benefits is what most fits the situation. But friends didn’t rub each other’s backs to sleep as they cuddled. You didn’t let yourself hope or assume you’ve been burned by guys too many times in the past.
Sex only complicated things but it wasn’t like you two were planning on stopping anytime soon.
Half asleep staring at the screen with blurred eyes you heard feet bounding down the stairs. You tried to pull yourself up at the sight of Atsumu’s feet but you weren’t quick enough.
Atsumu stopped at the base of the stairs and squinted at you scrambling off of Osamu.
“What’s going on here?”
“Nothing.” You said a bit too quickly tucking your hair behind your ears feeling Osamu’s eyes on you but not saying anything.
“Hm doesn’t seem like nothing, y/n. Seems like you two are dating and keeping it a secret.” He slyly smiled. Atsumu knew how to push your buttons.
The night before Osamu and him had dinner and you came up as a topic.
“I’ve noticed you and y/n are getting closer,” Atsumu said wiggling his eyebrows to annoy his brother.
Osamu just stared at him, “Why are you doing that with your face.”
Atsumu dropped his eyebrows, “You know why. So are you two together?”
Osamu sighed, “I want to ask but I know y/n is too scared to say yes because of her exs.”
“Her exs?”
“They all agreed to be with her then once they cheated they would make the relationship not seem serious. Now she cringes at the word.” Osamu explained
Atsumu nodded his head, “Oh yeah what was that last guy’s name?”
“Ren.” Osamu picked at his food in thought. He wanted to ask but you were like a stray cat, one wrong move and you were out the door. He knew he would have to bite the bullet sometime, this limbo both of you were in wouldn’t last and he didn’t want to let you go.
“We aren’t dating Atsumu, you know we’re just friends,” you said. It wasn’t a lie just not the complete truth.
Osamu’s eyes could burn a hole into your skull at your words.
“Osamu she’s not your girlfriend?” Atsumu asked him with a smug smile staring at his twin.
“I mean not no-“
You shot your eyebrows up, “Uh nope no we are not. We are friends.”
Osamu laughed pushing back his gray hair. “You’re telling me all your friends put their face under your skir-“
You slapped a hand over his mouth feeling your face get hot.
“Shut up!”
Atsumu laughed, “What the fuck is wrong with both of you.” Turning back upstairs. It was obvious he came downstairs to mess with the two of you. His job was done.
Osamu raised his eyebrows and moved your hand from his mouth, kissing your wrist.
“Why did you have to say that Samu.” You groaned.
He shrugged, “I mean I thought you knew we were together, it’s pretty obvious.”
“You never asked…”
“Okay, y/n do you want to be my girlfriend?”
Your immediate reaction was to say no. To run and not come back because putting a label on things only made things scary and you’ve been burned before. But Samu was different, he was the nicest guy you knew and you two had been friends for years before this. If you were to give anyone a chance he would be the most deserving right? Plus he is great in bed.
When you asked the blond one of the twins about the whereabouts of the other one, you already expected Atsumu’s answer to be, “At the gym.”
What you didn’t expect was the second sentence. “He’s not pursuing volleyball after graduating so he’s saying ‘goodbye’.”
Why?You asked yourself as you are on your way to the familiar gym. Why wouldn’t he when he has the potential?
You stopped walking as soon as you are in front of the gym. The doors are wide open, allowing you to see Osamu all by himself. He’s dribbling a volleyball in his left, his right pressing the screen of his phone.
If you were so eager to meet and talk to him earlier, now you feel like chickening out. Looking at his demeanor, his gray head popping out with his maroon jacket, his entire body screams he doesn’t want to talk to anyone.
Gathering all the courage, you cleared your throat, announcing your arrival, “Osamu,” you called his name as you dramatically walked. Internally patting yourself for being able to sound composed.
He stops dribbling and catches the ball with one hand. He lifts head to see you going near him. He resumes to dribbling again as he kept his phone on his pocket.
“Y/N,” he replied. Monotonous. Slightly bothered that maybe you are an unwanted guest.
You placed your hands on your back, “Practicing?” You asked, even though you knew why he was here.
“Nah,” he replied before throwing the ball into the air. He took a few steps back as if preparing. He runs towards the falling ball. He jumps midair and he slaps the ball with his expert palm. The ball slices through the air at a fast speed.
You hear the ball dribbling at the distant after his blow, but you did not take your eyes off from Osamu, “Why are you here then?”
Osamu places his hands on his nape, his left foot swinging casually, “I came here to say goodbye.”
You scrunched your nose. You already heard of this from his twin but it still stings when you hear it from him himself, “Goodbye?” You asked, ridiculed.
“Yeah,” he said, nonchalantly, “I won’t be pursuing volleyball.”
“But…why?” You asked him, “Don’t you love it?” You asked him.
He has never shown it but you knew deep inside volleyball holds a special place in his heart. You couldn’t even compete against it during the duration of your relationship. So why? Why is he…giving up?
The mere thought of it irritates you, making you furrow your brows.
Osamu shrugged, his eyes looking distant, “Just because,” he sounded as if he’s not even paying attention which irritates you more.
“’Just because’? Now that’s some bull. I know you love volleyball. And when you love something, you shouldn’t stop doing it!” You blurted out in frustration, slightly panting with the sudden raise of your voice and temper.
Now this took Osamu’s attention. He looks at you slowly, wide-eyed, jaw slightly dropped as he slowly put his hands down. He walks the distance between you two with intimidating steps which made you took a step back.
“What did you say?” He asked in a tone that seemed like barely patient, “I shouldn’t stop doing something I love?”
You gulped whatever it was that was stuck in your throat. Your eyes slightly wavering the staring contest between yours and his that are intimidating.
“Then…” Osamu inhaled a handful of air, puffing his chest, “Then why did you made me stop loving you?”
Before you could even speak, he walks pass you, reaching towards the volleyball so he can leave.
