WEDNESDAY

atsumu miya DO NOT REPLY !!!!
[5:01PM]

so like

the curiosity has been killing
me all fuckin day

focus on detention dweeb

you're gonna get in trouble

ok first of all mind yer fucking
business

and two. answer me.

no

what.

didn't you hear me?

i said no 😅😅😅

ok literally obliterate. ty.

anyways

who was the guy
that made you run away
yesterday?

wouldn't you like to know?

yes

can i guess?

i don't know any of
their names except 
bokuto

ok well according
your type and the number
of drama content you
consume, it has to be
akaashi

again idk so

pls tell me

describe him

no thank u

PLEASE PLEAS PLEASE
PLEAS EPLEAS PELADPEL
PELASEPLEALS PLEASE

PLEASL PLEASE PLEAS PELAS
PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE
PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE

i won't

and your brother is at
my house right now so i'm
gonna tell him and we're gonna
keep it a big fat secret from
you 🤭🤭🤭

fuck u

—

respectfully, osamu miya reminds you of a pig with the way he's gobbling down all your mother's cooking but you could never tell him because you adored how much appreciation he has for her cooking. 'heaven on earth' he'd describe it and atsumu would tell you osamu's 'into cougars' and they'd fight on the street like a couple of wild animals with rabies.

it has been a tradition the last five months of being friends with the twins, they've crashed your house on the days they don't have practice and stay until dinner. in that time, the three of you do homework, gossip and annoy each other.

this time, however, you have a plan.

it would be a lie if you said you forgot all about that boy from yesterday.

you couldn't.

when fukurodani left yesterday, they'd all greeted you and he gave you another acknowledging nod when you made eye contact with him. with all your strength, you smile back crookedly. 

"say, osamu. since i've let you in my humble abode and treated you to a feast, it would only be fair if you—"

"his name is keiji akaashi, he's six-foot, he's their setter and he's single but not looking."

"whoa." is all you can muster, whole body chilled. you place your hand on his shoulder, freaking out, "how did you know?"

osamu rolls his eyes, putting the fork down and glaring up at you, cheek full of food, "girl, i saw the way you were looking at him the whole time they were over."

'girl' has been a frequent terminology used by the miya twins ever since you became friends. they like to abuse the word as much as they can, especially around you.

"not looking?! what if...what if i'm the one?! ever think of that, samu?" you ask him, leaning back on the couch.

he stares at you, disgusted as he swallows, "look. i'm going to be honest with you because i'm not gonna bullshit you like atsumu, but you need to stop this delusional shit. he's an academic and his last girl was an international supermodel, he's never gonna fall for you."

you click your tongue, "so what? i'm confident!"

"fine. text him then." osamu says, leaning back against the chair and looking right at your phone, "his number is in the group chat."

"what?"

"he's still in hyogo now. he's visiting his aunt here for a bit. tell him to come with us to the volleyball camp next week instead of travelling by himself." he states.

you blink a couple of times at osamu and then, pick up your phone, shaking your head, "genius, a fucking genius. that might just work."

osamu goes back to focusing on his food.

—

keiji akaashi
[5:13PM]

hi akaashi! how are you??
this is y/n l/n, inarizaki's
volleyball team manager.

we were just wondering
if you wanted to come with

the volleyball team to
the training camp since it
would be easier travel-wise.

let me know :)

hello l/n. i'm doing great.
yourself?

i'd like to travel with your
team if it isn't an inconvenience.

thank you for offering.

i'm also doing great :)

not an inconvenience at all!
i'll let you know the times, cost
and the location we're leaving
from before then.
seen

—

"seen." you sigh disappointedly.

osamu snatches your phone, peering at the texts, "okay, you're reading way too deep into this. at least he looked at your text. now you know he respects you enough to reply to you."

"um, i hope so?" you snort, "he's so polite though."

"yeah, he's always polite." osamu nods along, "always been that way."

"are you guys particularly close?"

"i mean, in the volleyball world, inarizaki and fukurodani are pretty close but you know, nekoma's closer with them because bokuto and kuroo get along so well." osamu answers.

"i mean you and akaashi."

"we're dudes. we're chill."

you shake your head, "that was not what i was asking. i wish your brother was here. he'd understand what i mean. oh my god, yeah. don't tell anyone about this, by the way, this stays between us."

osamu furrows his eyebrows as he stands up, taking his finished plate to the kitchen sink, "didn't you just say atsumu would understand you better?"

you purse your lips, speaking between the dish being washed, "yeah! but i'm messing with him right now. i'll tell him eventually."

osamu comes back to the living room, hands on his hips. he shakes his head and grabs his bag, "i don't understand you."

"you're such a bro. atsumu gets it, he's an empath."

you get up as well, walking him to the front door. 

he puts on his shoes, "think you told the wrong twin?"

"maybe." you shrug, "i'll see you tomorrow."

"yeah, bye. tell your mother i said bye and that the food was good and—"

"and that you're in love with her, i know." 

"no, i—"

"bye, osamu." you interrupt, closing the door in his face.

flopping back on the couch, you scroll through your phone for all but ten minutes when you receive a notification from the 'VIRGINS✌️😘' groupchat.

osamu miya: LMAOOO guys y/n has a crush on akaashi

your jaw drops to the ground as the people who saw the text accumulates on the group chat.

seen by atsumu miya

seen by atsumu miya, rintaro suna

seen by atsumu miya, rintaro suna and...keiji akaashi

osamu quickly deletes the message and sends it to the 'INARIZAKI KIDDOS' group chat instead.

shit.

this is bad.

really bad.

AUTHOR'S NOTE

this was always my fave fic
to write tbh.