❥title: umbrella

❥story: fluff

❥warnings: none

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The gray haired male sighed as he placed both of his hands behind his head, closing his eyes with a deep breath taken.

"Go..." Osamu shot his eyes open, glancing at the fangirls who were in the doorway of the gym before looking back at his twin, Atsumu who was currently serving.

"Uh oh." he muttered before a chant of celebration escaped the fangirls's mouth, after the now-irritated blonde almost didn't make the serve he was trying to.

It wasn't too long before the coach finally decided to kick the students out, scolding them for being too noisy when they were specifically told to stay quiet during Atsumu's time. Or anyone really.

Atsumu sighed before calling a time out for himself, walking over to where the gray haired male was at, before grabbing a water bottle, chugging it down with ease.

"Can't they be quiet for once in their life." the male grumbled, closing the lid off the bottle as Osamu just gave him a small smile. "Take it ea—" Atsumu sneezed before rubbing his nose with furrowed brows.

The gray haired twin was slightly concerned but shrugged it off anyways, thinking that someone was probably talking about his brother.

Just as he was about to walk away, Atsumu let out another sneeze making him grumble in short annoyance.

"Alot of people must be talking about him." Osamu thought to himself before glancing back at the court where his other teammates were busy practicing.

Another sneeze followed by a cough escaped the blonde setter's mouth, making Osamu snap his head towards the male.

The gray haired male placed one of his hand on his twin's forehead, before quietly winching while pulling away with a soft grunt escaping his lips.

"Eh? What's that for?" Atsumu asked, tilting his head to the side with confusion in his eyes as he waits for his brother to reply and stop rubbing his hands.

"You're hot." the blonde setter gasped dramatically, placing a hand in his chest with a surprised look. "Did you just admit what was obv—"

"I meant literally." Osamu stated, giving his smirking twin brother a small glare which goes unnotiable anyways. "You're burning up." he added on, pointing to his twin's forehead.

Atsumu furrowed his brows and touched where the gray haired male was pointing at before letting out a small grunt and wince.

With a frown, the setter looked over to his twin. "I'm sure I'm fine i—" Atsumu stopped talking when he realised his twin was no longer to be found.

"Eh? 'Samu—?" a hand held his as Atsumu turned around, seeing his brother carrying both of their bags with his usual calm expression.

"We're going home." Osamu stated, walking away with his hands still holding the other male's. "H-HAH?! What for?!" Atsumu whined, trying to get out of the gray haired male's grip but miserably failed to do so. But it was a nice attempt, A for effort.

The setter clicked his tounge after receiving no replies from his twin, "Samu! Why are we going home? I'm pretty sure we still have 30 minutes before dism—"

"We leave early today," Osamu interjected with a small tone but of course, his twin brother still had no idea for the early leaving.

"Yes, thank you Sherlock for stating it out. I totally didn't notice." Atsumu sarcastically retorted before letting out a dramatic long sigh.

"You need to rest for now." just as the setter was about to protest, he stopped when he notices the sharp glare the other was giving him.

"Don't be that disappointed, it's Saturday tomorrow anyways, so you should be fine next week." Atsumu just simply huffed, not having a choice but to agree with his twin.

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"I should cook some soup," the gray haired male muttered to himself before getting up from the couch, immediately stopping as he pressed his lips into a thin line.

"Right.. The stove is broken and it won't be fixed until tomorrow." a frown crept up on the volleyball player's face as he huffs.

"But 'Tsumu needs it to get better quicker." he mumbled to no one but himself in particular before a light bulb basically popped up on top of his head.

He snapped his fingers with a small proud smile on his lips before turning off the television, grabbing his wallet while placing on a coat.

"I'm going out!" he shouted, enough for his twin to hear. "Be safe!" Osamu heared a reply which made him smile to himself, finay leaving the house.

He places his hand in his pockets as he walks, the restaurant he was going to was only a walking matter so taking a bus or a ride won't be necessary.

It wasn't too long before the male reached his destination, opening the door only to be greeted by the scent of numerous smells of food, flowing around the air. The chatters of random people and the soft pleasant music that was playing in order to give the restaurant a more gentle vibe.

The restaurant wasn't too busy which Osamu was a bit thankful of as he made his way towards the counter to order, saying what he wanted before making his way to sit down, waiting.

A sigh escaped his lips as he took out his phone, scrolling through his social medias or just reading fan fictions about him and his twin which he had mixed feelings about but was too flattered to even care.

"Hn, looks like it's going to rain." his ear perked up when a stranger spoke, speaking to his friend as Osamu glanced at the transparent window.

Both the skies and the clouds were already starting to become a dark shade of gray, which worried the volleyball player a bit.

He didn't bring an umbrella or a rain coat after all, so going home was going to be tricky.

Osamu just hoped the food was going to come a bit quicker so he could just run his way back home.

Of course his wish obviously didn't get granted, considering the rain already started to pour making the player sigh and slightly sulk.

"Sir, your soup." he hummed as he quietly takes the food from the hands of the waiter, standing up while dusting the invisible dust on his clothes.

He walked out and thankfully, the restaurant entrance had a shade incase of rain or anything really.

Another sigh escaped his lips, not noticing a female standing right next to him.

"Sorry 'Tsumu." he paused and looked at the dark sky, "Looks like your soup won't get there any early." the male continued with a small frown.

Of course the stranger heared it all, which made her huff and placed a hand on her chin.

The female sweat dropped as she was a bit hesitant, fiddling with her fingers as she looks down on the ground, thinking long and hard, pressing her lips into a thin line.

She glanced at her bag which was slang on her shoulder, an umbrella peeking out which made her bite her own lip, hesitating to trust her guts or not.

With a few seconds, she glanced back at Osamu who seemed to be spacing out while staring at the sky, probably demanding the rain to stop in his mind so he could go home.

With one final thought and deep sigh, she took out the umbrella from her bag before tapping the gray haired male nervously.

Osamu quickly snapped out of his thoughts before glancing the the female right next to him, thinking it was a fan he smiled a bit.

"Sorry, Atsumu isn't with me right now so his autograph won't be present." the female blinked before waving her hands around.

"A-autograph? I-i don't need o-one! I'm sorry but I-i don't really know who you are.." feeling guilt, the girl gulped and bowed quite low.

"I'm sorry!" Osamu blinked, intrigued and surprised by the female's words and actions before brushing it off with a apology which the girl accepted quite easy.

"I-i may have heard your mumbles earlier about.. Your friend not getting his food so I.." the female stammered and paused before taking a deep breath.

She took out the umbrella, gripping it tight as she bowed her body. "Please use my umbrella!" Osamu blinked once again, processing what the girl said before snickering nervously.

"I'm grateful but you should use it." the female glanced at Osamu before shaking her head, "A-ah no! My grandparents are picking me up anyways s-so.. I-it won't be any use.." She stammered which Osamu found both adorable and surprising.

With 2nd thoughts and hesitation, the gray haired make finally took the offer with a small smile. "What's your name?" He asked as you smile widely.

"A-ah! My name is L/n Y/n." you let out a sign of relief, proud that you managed to lessen the stammers that your nervousness caused.

Osamu nodded, remembering your words. "I see, say. Is there anyway I could return this umbrella to you?" you grinned and nodded.

After awhile you told him to go to a well known gym at a specific time since your volleyball practices were obviously scheduled out.

"It was nice meeting you, Osamu." he smiled lightly as a car stopped infront of the two of you, which you waved and got in before it drove away.

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"Eh? Samu, where you going?" Atsumu asked his twin, wondering on where could possibly his brother was going at 9am in a Sunday morning.

"Somewhere." Osamu replied, taking the umbrella with him. Of course the setter noticed this which made him tilt his head to the side.

"I don't recall us having an umbrella like that.." the setter paused and dramatically gasped, placing a hand on his mouth.

"Do you hav—"

"Bye." and with that, Osamu walked out of th house which made his feverish brother groan and whine.

The gray haired male walked with one of his hands in his pockets while the other was just staring at the umbrella, a small smile on his face.

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"Hey, I'm here to return this."

"Ah! Osamu you—oh its raining again..?"

"I better go and make a run for it."

"H-huh?! Are you trying to get yourself sick?! G-get in here!"

Hnggg, i wrote this at 1 in the morning since i can't sleep—