A/N: It appears I've taken another long hiatus due to school and temporarily forgetting that this book exists. I planned to write this chapter during March break, but then I forgot. It's now April, so to those who do celebrate, Happy (belated) Easter!

I'm hoping to release the last chapter and my final thoughts very soon after this (by the end of this week, or, if it really gets bad, at least before the anniversary of when this book started).

Thank you as usual for joining me on this journey and reading!

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Summer break was over in the blink of an eye. March of the next year came to us so quickly, ending our first year. Our second year had long since begun at Inarizaki High and winter was soon approaching. The trouble from our first semester of our first year now felt like a seemingly distant memory. It's laughable how our situation's circumstance stacked up.

In the end, Hiromi's parents were successfully convinced into letting her get therapy. Samu and I even persuaded them to be a lot easier on her, to not be so controlling or worried over her academic life. Honestly, I'm kind of glad we all went through such a trial. It really tested our friendship and made us closer than ever.

Your recollection of the past was cut off by your name being called.

"Y/N! Can you help me fill up the water bottles?"

Your eyes snapped up to Hiromi. Her sweet smile met your gaze and you couldn't help but return her kind gesture.

"Yeah, of course." You softly replied.

The two of you had been the volleyball team's manager for a while now and you couldn't deny how much fun it was. No matter the ups and downs of being with the team. You took every opportunity to learn more about volleyball and took pride in your friends.

You mindlessly filled up water bottles by the water faucets outside. You and Hiromi placed the last few bottles back into the large container with a grunt. Just as you both were about to take a handle on each side, a figure brushed past you and effortlessly picked up the supply of water bottles.

"Ah, hey! Samu! We were just fine on our own. You didn't have to do that." You began scolding your Miya twin.

He simply turned toward you and stuck his tongue out. He flatly stated, "Let me do it. It's faster this way."

"I agree! Just let your boyfriend handle it Y/N. Less work for us and thanks Osamu." Hiromi chimed in and patted your shoulder reassuringly.

"But-" You began to retort.

"You know, Osamu already left. He's probably already made it back, so let's hurry." Hiromi explained.

Before you knew it, you were being dragged back towards the gym. The gym door flew open as the two of you headed back inside. Your eyes lay upon the team with water bottles in their hands. Osamu sure was fast.

You failed to notice that Hiromi had left you to talk to Atsumu, so you were left scanning the room to find your boyfriend. However, he was nowhere in sight.

You felt arms wrap around your waist from behind and weight atop your head. 'Ah, so there he was'. You couldn't help but squirm in his grasp since you weren't the biggest fan of PDA, especially in front of the team. But no matter how hard you tried to wriggle out of Osamu's hug, you were unsuccessful.

"Samu, not right now please. We have to get back to practice soon, plus the team might be uncomfortable with us doing stuff like this." You spoke hastily, trying to pry his arms off of you.

"But yer nice and warm, and it's not my fault they're single." He mumbled from behind you.

You couldn't help but snort at his comment.

Snapping out of your amusement, you swiftly turned to face him. He shifted his gaze to look down at your eyes (unless you're taller, then he looks straight ahead/up). Your eyes scanned his face finding a blank yet gentle expression resting upon it. Moments later, his face was centimetres away from yours, and you could feel his warm breath against your mouth.

"I'll let go of you if you promise to make me some onigiri at your place after practice. Oh, and if you promise that we can cuddle too." Osamu whispered while maintaining eye contact with you.

Your face began to heat up, your heartbeat thumped loudly in your chest , and you found yourself looking everywhere, but at him. The ground began to feel unstable beneath you as your knees weakened and you held onto Osamu's arms for support. Realizing what you'd done, you immediately placed your hands on his chest and attempted to push yourself away from him. You were sure your face must be bright red by now. He knew what he was doing, and you couldn't deny the effect it had on you.

"I-I promise! Okay!? So please, let me go now!" You frantically whisper shouted and continued to squirm between his arms.

"Sure." He complied too abruptly and let you go in a matter of seconds.

"Ack-" You didn't even get the chance to sort out your unstable footing.

"Woah there Y/N, I've got you. I guess Osamu didn't hold back." A kind voice spoke out.

"Ah, thanks Aran. Wait! Did, did you see all that?!" You sighed in relief and then shouted in embarrassment. His last, out-of-pocket statement caught you off guard.

"I mean, it's kind of hard to not notice. Even Suna was looking over at you guys. I think he took a picture or maybe it was a video." Aran contemplated.

You spun around to look at Suna who stood not too far away, phone in front of his face.

"Suna! Did you seriously... do what I think you did?" You squeaked out. Your palms were drenched with sweat as you balled your hands into fists.

"Heh, caught you in 4k." The foxy boy smugly laughed as he walked away to hide his phone in his bag.

"Sorry, it really was hard to ignore you two." Kita, who usually stays quiet, chirped up.

"Not you too captain!" You whined.

"Yeah, maybe get a room next time." Atsumu added from further away.

"Speak for yourself dumbass. You literally flirt with Hiromi all the time." You snapped back.

"Yeah, but we don't get all touchy during practice." Atsumu shrugged his shoulders and walked in the direction of his brother.

Piss hair acts like he doesn't get all lovey lovey with Hiromi everywhere else.

You were finally heading home with Osamu in tow. The sun was setting as the days started to shorten around this time. The chilly air bit at your exposed skin, but the first snowfall of the year hadn't even happened yet. Your eyes were drawn to what kept your hand warm. It was none other than Osamu's hand. He walked beside you, eyes straight ahead.

"I'm home!" You called out.

"Sorry for intruding." Osamu mumbled.

As you walked into the kitchen to begin preparing Osamu's onigiri, your eyes landed on a sticky note on the counter.

'Won't be back tonight. Needed to visit your grandparents on short notice. You're capable of taking care of yourself (and Osamu). Make sure to use protection!' -Love Mom

A frustrated sigh escaped your lips as you crumpled up the sticky note and tossed it into the garbage. Your face burned and your mind almost wandered off into the gutter. You couldn't believe your mom when she joked or teased you about... you know.

"Ugh, she seriously has to stop that." You grumbled.

"Stop what?" Osamu questioned you.

"Oh my god! Don't sneak up on me like that, Samu!" You reprimanded him.

"Sorry, you looked a little upset, so I wanted to see what was up." Osamu apologized sincerely.

"Ah, I-I see. Well, thank Samu I appreciate it. Thanks for worrying." You sputtered out thanks to his honest and heart-race-inducing words.

"Ahem, I'll start making your onigiri now, so be patient and sit tight." You stated matter-of-factly.

The two of you had long since finished eating and were now cuddled up on your bed. You leaned against the wall that your bed was touching and Osamu's head rested in your lap. His knees were together and elevated since his legs were too long to be outstretched. A big fluffy blanket was sprawled out around the both of you. You were reading the latest manga you bought and Osamu was on his phone.

A sudden poke at your thighs startled you, nearly dropping the manga on Osamu's face. Thankfully, you managed to juggle it back into your hands. You now stared at the boy's face wondering what in the world he was doing. His pointer finger once again poked your thigh and as you studied your boyfriend's face, you concluded that there was not a thought behind his eyes.

"Samu? What are you even-" You chuckled softly and were quickly cut off.

Soft, pouty lips met yours in a gentle kiss. Your eyes widen in realization. Osamu got a hold of the collar on your shirt and pulled you down

Once the grasp on your collar loosened, you returned to sitting upright. Your face resembled that of a deer in headlights, the fiercest blush spreading across your cheeks. You threw the back of your dominant hand up to cover your mouth and proceeded to glare daggers at Osamu who still laid on your lap.

"Samu! Don't... Don't do that! I'm serious, okay!? I might have a heart attack!" You furiously complained, crossing your arms and closing your eyes.

Due to you being obstinate about not looking at him, you could only feel the weight shift on the mattress as he moved around. It wasn't that long, but the silence was killing you. To see what he was up to, you cracked an eye open, only to find him sitting right up against you. His eyes held the image of only you.

"If I warn you before I'm going to kiss you, will you let me?" Osamu asked you as he searched your eyes for an answer.

You fully turned to face him and thought about your response. "Y-Yes? I mean, I might be a bit more prepared, but still!"

"Okay, I'm gonna kiss you now, so just relax." Osamu spoke calmly.

You closed your eyes in panic as his face drew closer to yours. The two of you kissed, starting off sweet and gentle. Before you knew it, the kiss grew more rough and hungry. Both of you needed to catch your breath and finally pulled apart. Your bated breaths were the only sound in the room aside from your hearts thumping loudly in unison. His hand reached out to cup your cheek. You leaned into his touch and rested your hand on top of his.

"See, you did just fine. You just needed to relax." Osamu reassured you, a smile resting on his lips.

"Don't tease me...." You murmured.

"Do you want to continue?" Osamu asked.

"Yes, I do." You replied simply.

The night was young. The two of you had all the time in the world to take things slowly. Of course, this meant the next step in your relationship, had begun to take its course.

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A/N: Ahhhhhhhhh! Implied NSFW!? Your relationship with Osamu seems kinda fun/cute(?)

I feel like I've forgotten how to write after taking such long breaks. If I write differently than before, sorry.

Last actual chapter will be in the making within the next few days or months, who knows, I don't. And after that, I will publish a final notes + thank you. This unexpectedly became a longtime project in the making. Thank you for reading!