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grow up together. SakuAtsu & OsaSuna

𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐌 – 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐤𝐲𝐮𝐮!!

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 – 𝐌𝐢𝐲𝐚 𝐀𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐮 𝐱 𝐒𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐬𝐚 𝐊𝐢𝐲𝐨𝐨𝐦𝐢 & 𝐌𝐢𝐲𝐚 𝐎𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐮 𝐱 𝐒𝐮𝐧𝐚 𝐑𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮

𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒 – 𝐬𝐟𝐰, 𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐩𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬, !𝐯𝐚𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠!

when we were 7, I was swinging with my best friend. or more like he was pushing me in the swing.

"higher! I wanna go higher!"

the already exhausted boy kept pushing me, jumping up along with the swing so he could gain more force.

"Samu, can we leave soon?" he asked as he backed further away and sat on the swing next to mine.

"but Rin!"

I didn't have a reason to tell him. I just knew I didn't want this moment to end.

after a few minutes, Rin sighed and got up.

"I'm going home", he mumbled and started walking away.

I tried to jump down from the swing in midair, but lost my balance when my feet hit the gravel. I fell onto my knees and felt sharp stinging on them.

"ow! it hurts!"

Rin turned around to look at me and came back.

I sat down on the ground as tears burned my cheeks. I didn't want to cry in front of Rin, but I couldn't fight it.

"don't cry, Samu... we need to get you home... your knees need bandages", Rin said as he crouched down next to me and examined the scratches from the gravel.

"I can't walk", I sniffled.

Rin sighed.

"well you need to at least get to our bikes so I can give you a ride home."

he ended up giving me a piggyback ride to our bikes and then cycled to my house to drop me off before heading back to his home.

♡

when we were 10, I realized I was crushing on one of the boys I'd grown up with.

it was a warm summer day and I was sitting on the vivid green grass, holding a daisy in my left hand.

"he loves me,"

pluck a petal.

"he loves me not,"

pluck another one.

"he loves me..."

"who loves ya?"

I looked up to see a brunette boy with an expression full of curiosity.

"um, no one", I mumbled as I looked away, trying to hide my face from him.

"no secrets, Omi! ya promised!" he whined.

I stayed silent, hoping he would get the hint and not keep pressing further.

he took the flower out of my hand and I felt his pinkie wrap around mine.

"ya can't break a pinkie promise, that's mean!"

I looked at him to see a pout on his lips. I couldn't fight the small smile forming on my lips.

that's when he did it; he slid the daisy behind my ear, brushing my hair away with it.

he smiled down at me. it wasn't a wide grin, but a heartwarming, gentle smile I'd only ever seen him give to me.

this is exactly why I like him.

♡

when we were 13, I was sleeping over at the Miyas' house. Kiyoomi, the fourth member of our friend group was staying over as well.

while he slept in Atsumu's room, I chose to join Osamu in his.

it was the morning, I had just woken up and looked at the clock on the wall.

8 a.m.

I sat up on the futon and looked at the boy sleeping on the bed. the morning sun peeked through the blinds, creating yellow lines onto Osamu's face.

he looked so perfectly peaceful.

I rested my arms on the covers and leaned my head to the side against the right one, while stroking his brown hair a little.

don't let the sun kiss you before I do.

save your first kiss for me, please.

will you let me be your first as well as your last?

I smiled at myself a little. who would've thought I'd be like this one day?

it made sense the one I'd love would be Samu. he'd been my favorite person ever since we were little.

I stood up and placed a kiss on his forehead before walking out of the room.

♡

when we were 15, the four of us graduated middle school.

"Atsumu-kun!"

on that sunny spring day, a girl from my class confessed her feelings to me. I turned her down, of course. she smiled through her tears and bowed awkwardly before rushing away.

I turned to look the other way and saw a familiar figure disappear behind a corner.

I knew he, my brother, and Suna were all waiting for me, but there was an uneasy feeling in my stomach. for some reason Kiyoomi always seemed distant and cold whenever a confession for me was brought up.

I walked over to the corner and tapped his shoulder, making him flinch.

"Miya."

there it was. he only ever called me Miya when he didn't want to talk to me...

"are ya okay? ya seem a bit out of it..."

"I'm fine", he muttered and started walking.

I grabbed his wrist.

"tell me, Kiyoomi. don't push me away", I demanded.

if he wasn't going to call me by my first name, I wouldn't call him by his nickname.

he stayed silent, keeping his back turned to me.

"... is there a reason you always turn them down?"

my heart sank. did he want me to accept a confession?

"well, yea, kinda..."

I let go of him, but he still wouldn't turn to look at me.

I wanted to tell him everything. I wanted to pull him against my chest and hold him tight, never letting go.

"I'm waitin' for a confession. waitin' for-"

I noticed how his shoulders tensed up.

"for the right one", he finished my thought.

I swallowed the words in my throat. if only I had the courage to tell you.

it's you, Kiyoomi; you're the one I'm in love with.

"... what if they never confess?"

"then", I paused, "then I'll gather my courage 'n tell 'im myself."

he finally turned to look at me. his black eyes looked watery.

"him..?"

I nodded.

"I think deep down... ya know who I'm savin' my feelings for."

I gave him a soft smile and took his hand into mine, squeezing it gently.

I could tell from his eyes, that there was a smile behind his black mask.

maybe I didn't need to say those words out loud after all.

♡

when we were 18, I had a fight with my brother. a bad one. we both threw around some nasty insults, and despite knowing we didn't mean any of them, we really needed to spend some time apart.

I sought out my place of comfort; the Suna household.

I knocked on the door and was greeted by Mrs. Suna, who let me know that Rin was up in his room.

as I walked up the stairs, I heard faint indie rock coming from speakers. I stopped in front of his room and knocked before turning the handle and opening the door.

Rin was sitting on his bed, back against the wall and head leaned back. his eyes were closed as he blew smoke out.

his room smelled like Fuji apple and vanilla. all the hoodies he left at my place smelled the exact same, until they lost their scent.

I sat on the edge of his bed before collapsing down onto my back.

"did somethin' happen?"

he still hadn't taken a look at me. but he recognized me from the way I moved. I guess that's what happens when you spend your whole lives together.

"mhm, Tsumu 'n I fought again..."

Rin stayed silent, as if he was thinking.

"it's just like any other fight; the two of ya will get over it."

he was right. I knew that myself. but that didn't mean I wasn't upset or didn't want to be comforted. I wasn't going to admit it though.

I'd also closed my eyes. something about the atmosphere in Rin's room, and the feel of his bed beneath my emotionally exhausted body drew me closer to slumber.

I felt a hot breath on my lips. it wasn't the first time Rin blew the smoke on my face; he knew I liked it.

after shuffling around a little, my head was on Rin's lap while his fingers ran through my hair. this was exactly what I needed.

I looked up at the boy I'd loved all these years. and I made a wish.

never leave me.

♡

when we were 19, we moved in together. it was the very first apartment of our own.

Atsumu wanted to make me feel as comfortable as possible, so the first thing we did before moving any boxes inside was to clean the place thoroughly.

after the first day, we only had the big pieces of furniture along with the most crucial items in place.

the two of us lied in bed together. I rested my head on Atsumu's chest, listening to his heartbeat while he had his arm wrapped around me.

"can ya believe it? we're really livin' together..."

I smiled softly. we'd both been waiting for this day all throughout high school, and it was finally here.

"yeah, it feels surreal."

we were both scanning the empty looking room we were in, imagining what it would possibly look like once we've settled in properly.

I was sure we would still go out and buy a lot of things for our shared home. just thinking about doing that with the love of my life made me smile.

"Omi."

I looked up to see a pair of hazel eyes already looking at me.

"yes?"

"I love ya so much."

"I love you too, Atsu."

he leaned closer so he could kiss my forehead, and smiled as he ran his fingers through my curls.

"ya really are perfect."

"oh shush..."

I looked away in embarrassment. I wasn't used to his compliments, and I might never be.

what I was used to though, was being close to him like this. it came naturally with him. probably had something to do with the fact that we grew up together.

I was sure he felt the same sense of security and comfort with me. if he didn't, we wouldn't be here.

it amazed me how we could still be together after all these years. I hoped it would never change.

"don't ever get tired of me", I said my thought out loud.

"I never could, Omi! if one of use would get tired of the other, it'd be ya", he grinned at me.

what he didn't realize was that I was willing to put up with any of his antics. that's how much I loved him.

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 1745

𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧: 4th of August, 2022

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