miya²
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You’ve seen people talk about art crushes—how sometimes an artist becomes obsessed with a face, with the challenge of capturing it, of understanding it. You never thought that’d happen to you.
But here you are, on day forty-two, pretending to sketch campus scenery while very obviously drawing Miya Osamu from across the courtyard.
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- Part 1 of miya²
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“God, yer so romantic in the mornin’.”
"It's 2 PM."
"Exactly. My mornin'."
You groan. You could kiss him or slap him, and frankly, you don’t know which would end in more tongue. That’s kind of your relationship in a nutshell: endless sparring, never a dull moment, and somehow still head over heels.
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- Part 2 of miya²
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"Ohhh, fuck! Right there, Tsumu! Mngh... shit, that feels so nice."
You moan in delight as Atsumu massages your back.
(You forced him to... and, well, he can't really refuse his girl.)
Osamu stands outside the door, wondering what the heck are you doing.
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- Part 3 of miya²
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“So,” you murmur. “Did I pass the test?”
Osamu looks up from the register.
“What test?”
You smile, lazy, tired.
“The one for your favorite regular.”
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- Part 4 of miya²
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"I don't understand," you start. "why the happiness or success of a relationship relies on children so much."
"Yeah?"
"What if I'm already happy with just you and me?"
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- Part 5 of miya²
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“Just saying, some of us have been loyal since day one.”
He bit back a laugh. “You know, if you ever tried the other fillings—”
“I’d die.”
He snorted. “One day, I’m gonna make you try something else.”
You looked at him, dead serious. “One day, I’m gonna tattoo ‘Tuna 4 Life’ across my ass.”
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- Part 6 of miya²
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Miya Atsumu is not a poet, not by any means.
But he doesn't need poetry to know that he loves you.
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- Part 7 of miya²
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Somewhere between “I’ll be over tonight” and “did you remember to buy eggs,”
somewhere between “you use the blanket, I’ll take the couch” and “you hog the covers, y’know that?”
somewhere between Sunday laundry and shared Spotify playlists, you started living around each other like you’d always done this.
Like it wasn’t new.
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- Part 8 of miya²
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The silence in the room is heavy. You hate this part—when it hangs in the air, sour and loud, like everything you didn’t say is now taking up all the space between you.
You should’ve just said it earlier. You should’ve warned him. You should’ve said, I’m kind of a picky eater, sorry, or, sometimes my stomach gets weird with new things, or even just a simple, I’m not great with textures. Something. Anything.
Instead, you let him cook. Let him try. And then sat there like an idiot pushing food around your plate while his heart probably sank with every passing second.
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- Part 9 of miya²
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Instead, he gestures, just slightly, to the bowl in front of you. “Put that sesame oil ya like on it. An’ the chili crisp, too.”
Your throat tightens. You hate how much that means.
“Don’t gotta, though,” he adds. “Just—don’t let me be the fella who ate two dinners by himself. Kinda tragic, yeah?”
You huff — somewhere between a laugh and a scoff — but the tension in your shoulders eases. You pick up the bowl, settle into the blanket more comfortably, and start eating.
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- Part 10 of miya²
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“Hey, Atsumu.”
He’d paused. Stared. Tilted his head.
“…I’m Osamu.”
And that was the start of your downfall.
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- Part 11 of miya²
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“Y’r early today.”
His voice came just as you were unlocking the door. You turned your head, blinking up at him. His cap was on backwards—rare, you noted absently.
“You too. Trying to beat me at my own game?” you grinned, nudging his shoulder.
“Tch. Yer game’s got sugar in it.”
“You say that like it’s a bad thing.”
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- Part 12 of miya²
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Osamu rolls his eyes. “Yer such a lame scrub, Tsumu.”
“Shut up, Samu!! Don’t get jealous just ‘cause yer such a virgin!”
“Stop braggin’ about spreadin’ yer cooties, ya pig! And yer still a virgin too! And ya don’t even got a girlfriend, just a crush ya won’t shut up about!”
“SHATAP!!!” Atsumu shrieks, nearly tripping over a ball. “DON’T SAY IT SO LOUDLY, SHE MIGHT HEAR! ‘nd—I—I ain’t got no crush on ‘er!”
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- Part 13 of miya²