sweet sorrow- o. miya x reader x k. akaashi

22

sunday morning practice
went by fast. the next thing
you know i was at the station
hugging him.

y/n
see you next week right?

keiji
don't forget to bring
them

y/n
i won't, because they'll
be bothering me about it
for the rest of the week

he laughs. the same soft
laugh that i fell in love with

and yeah i will see him in less
than a week, but i don't want to
leave. i don't want to leave this
hug that i've been longing for.

the train comes, waiting for
the people to get off. i kiss keiji
one last time. i know i'm being
overdramatic, but who wouldn't.

i step on the train finding a seat.

if only i could find the words i
feel towards him.

my head resting towards the window.

i felt empty.

———

the train had came to my hyogo
stop. it was 3pm, walking out
of the train. i yawn before walking
calling a taxi back home. i wasn't
bothered to walk home, i was so
sore from practice.

once getting home i took a much
needed shower. putting on a some
zebra print flared pants and a black
tank top. can't forget the jewelry.
putting some makeup on to look
presentable.

grabbing my phone i walk over
to shinsukes house.

y/n
what's up i'm back

kita
hey the team is over

y/n
hey

i say walking over to the living room,
the boys scattered around. they all turn
to look at me.

aran
how was tokyo

y/n
wished i never left, but i'm
so sore from practice

gin
we get to pick captain this
week

y/n
that exciting. did anything
happen when i left?

kita
the twins fought, but what
did you do in tokyo besides
practice.

y/n
i went to a book store and
got a new book which is
exciting

suna
exciting? please that's so boring

y/n
keijis excited to see you guys
on friday by the way

atsumu
so me, suna, and samu are
coming with you and we're going
to stay at bokuto's house

y/n
oh my god i feel bad for his family

atsumu
he said that his family will be
out of town for business. his sisters
are in college

osamu
i have no idea how i'm going
to deal with all of you.

suna
i can't wait to see y/n in her
tokyo element

we all laugh as i just walk
to the kitchen to make onigiri

i was halfway making the amount
for the boys when someone came
to help me.

he starts washing his hands and
grabbing a scoop of rice. putting
the tuna in the middle and more
rice. he molds it into the triangle,
with the nori around it.

y/n
you alright? you seem stressed?

osamu
we're not friends why are you
talking to me

y/n
right.

my mouth forms a line,
a habit facial expression
i tend to make.

we continue making onigiri
in somewhat comfortable
silence. the boys conversation
being heard from the kitchen.

y/n
283 836 8374

osamu
what?

y/n
283 836 8374, you
know you don't have to
hide stuff from me. even
if you hate me. you should
know i could never use stuff
against you.

i walk away to the living  room
not before taking an onigiri from
the plate.