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In Every Life - Timeskip! Osamu x Reader

Pairing: Timeskip! Osamu x Reader Genre: Fluff, Slice of Life Summary: Osamu wonders what life would have been life if they had went down different paths. Takes place in same universe of Redamancy, but can be read separately. Word Count: 1,609

She eyes her fiancee for a while before she softly asks, “What’re you thinking about?”

He blushes and answers too quickly, “Nothin’.”

The movie playing on their television long forgotten as she runs her fingers through his hair, “You’re an awful liar, Osamu.”

“Angel,” he relaxes at her touch. He knows that she’s doing—luring him into a state where he’ll bare his mind and soul to her; and he does nothing to stop it. They’ve played this song and dance before countless times by now, nearly three years in, so he knows how it goes. Still, it doesn’t mean he won’t give in without a little bit of a fight, he’s still a Miya after all. “’S embarrassin’.”

“I won’t laugh,” her voice honeyed in the way she knows makes him melt. 

He sighs, as if she’s asking him to do the impossible but she knows it’s all just part of their little back and forth, “Swear?”

“Swear.”

“I was thinkin’,” he hesitates when he feels the rush of heat flood his cheeks. “ya know, what if I never started Onigiri Miya in the first place? Or you never opened up your shop?”

She watches him intently as he speaks, “Do ya think… what if I never found ya?”

Osamu braces himself for laughter that never comes. He braves a glance at her, only to be met with a loving gaze. It was stupid of him to think she’d laugh at him, his soft-hearted girl would never. 

“I would’ve found you,” she says with such certainty, “or you would’ve found me some other way.” 

“Ya can’t know that,” he shakes his head. 

She takes her fingers out of his hair, and just before he’s about to complain she places both hands on his cheeks and gently tugs his face to look at her fully, “I know.”

***

He’s a pro-athlete. 

(He finds her.)

Practice was hell, but at least it ended early. It’s 1:00 pm and Osamu is walking down the shopping district looking for a place to eat. It’s a nice place to set up a shop, he thinks as he looks at the various businesses. His wandering mind is what causes the usually hyper observant Osamu to bump into another body. 

“Shit, sorry,” he says as he instinctively  grabs the person to keep them from falling over. When he looks down at the person he’s just crashed into all he can think about is those god-awful romcoms Atsumu forced him to watch. 

Osamu has seen his fair share of beautiful women, but none of them compared to the woman in front of him. Something about her was timeless, naturally elegant and features so undeniably pretty that he’s sure she’s sick of hearing men mention it. 

“Geez, thought they’d put up a wall in the time I was gone,” she joked despite her surprise. Her voice was like nothing he had ever heard before, but there was a slight strain to it. It was then that Osamu noticed the heavy looking crate in her hands. 

He let out a nervous chuckle, “Sorry, I shoulda looked where I was goin’. Here let me,” he says motioning towards the crate in her hands. 

It looked like she was about to protest, but her eyes took in his figure, which made Osamu’s face flush, she nodded, “Yes, please, I feel like my arms are about to fall off.” 

He takes the crate from her and is surprised by just how heavy it was. She gives him a grateful smile before she starts walking towards one of the shops; the name on the window reads ‘Ume Field’. He follows behind her, and it crosses his mind how comical it must look seeing Miya Osamu, pro-athlete and rising star, hanging on every word out of this stranger’s mouth. 

She unlocks the door and motions for Osamu to walk in first. Once inside he takes a look around the flower shop. It’s cozy, the kind of place you can spend hours in and feel like only a few minutes have gone by. 

“You can set that on the floor by the register, please,” she calls out from the front of her shop. 

After placing the crate where she asked, he looks at her as she hurriedly reopens her shop. The sign that read ‘Be Back At’ with a written in ‘1:00… promise!’ is flipped to open and she places a handwritten forecourt sign outside. It’s clear by the small shelves next to the door that there’s more steps to her opening, but she pauses them in favor of walking towards him. 

“So…” she trails off with an expectant look in her eyes. 

“Um, Miya Osamu,” he responds. 

“So, Miya-san,” he has never yearned so much for someone to call him by his first name, “thank you for helping me, you are thoroughly forgiven for bumping into me.” 

“It was the least I could do, really.”

Osamu took note of the tables and chairs around the flower shop, and wondered why they were there. Seeming to see the slight crease in his eyebrows she said, “Sometimes the cafe across the street gets a little too busy and students like to come in here to study or hang out. So, I figured it’s a win-win, you know? They get a nice place to be and my chances for sales goes up.”

“Is it any good? The cafe, I mean.”

“Do you like coffee?”

He shakes his head. 

She laughs and Osamu’s never believed in love at first sight—but damn does this woman make him believe, “Then no, you probably wouldn’t like it. Their pastries are also pretty small, super good, but not very filling.  If you’re hungry though, there’s this place a little further down the street with the best ramen you’ve ever had in your life.” 

“Do they do orders to go?”

She thinks about it for a moment as she pulls out ceramic watering bells from the crate, “I’m pretty sure?”

“And do you allow ramen in your shop?”

She stops for a moment, watering bells only an inch from the shelf she’s about to stock them at, as she says, “Usually no, but I’m willing to make an exception if you promise not to make a mess.” 

“I promise.” 

===

Three weeks later, and Atsumu wonders why his brother is buying their ma a bouquet, some times two,  of flowers every week. Always different, but always big and expensive looking. When asked Osamu just says, “What? I need a reason to give Ma a gift?”

It isn’t until Atsumu types the name of the shop on Instagram and a picture of the pretty shopkeep shows up on his screen that he understands. His brothers got it bad. 

*** 

Ume Field never opens 

(She finds him.)

She thought that working from home would be a saving grace. Maybe if she didn’t have to work in an actual office in an actual cubicle then she wouldn’t feel like her soul had died—how wrong she was. Her nice apartment feels suffocating and she needs to get out or she’s sure she’ll go crazy. So, she finds herself aimlessly walking down the shopping district near her apartment complex. 

She passes by a shop she’s never seen before. The lettering on the window reads ‘Onigiri Miya’ with what looks to be the logo accompanying it. There doesn’t seem to be anyone inside and she’d be the first to admit that she loves giving new shops around there a try; so, she walks in. 

The chime of the door opening lets the owner know that someone’s entered. She hears a man’s voice call out, “Be right with ya.”

She looked around the restaurant for a moment and couldn’t help but notice the lack of greenery. It was biased of her, but she always thought a place looked a little more inviting with a plant or two around. Anthurium, for hospitality and abundance, would be good to have since the shop was new. 

“Sorry for the wait I…” his voice trailed off suddenly when they made eye contact. 

Stood before her was the most attractive man she had ever seen. Broad shoulders, strong-looking arms, handsome features, and kind eyes, “It’s okay.” 

She sees him shake his head slightly and let out an amused sigh to himself, “What can I get started for you?”

Her eyes are on the menu as she walks up to the counter. She feels his eyes on her, and she’s never been one to seek validation from another person; but she hoped he thought she was just as pretty as she found him to be. 

She tells him her order and when she looks back at him with a smile she sees pink color his cheeks, “Can I have a name for the order?”

He tells her it’ll be out soon and to take a seat wherever she’d like. As she walks away she hears him mutter under his breath, “Pretty name too.” 

She blushes in a way she hasn’t since she was in high school. She tries to busy herself, but her eyes always seem to find their way back to the man making her food.

Soon enough Onigiri Miya becomes her favorite spot to eat, only because the food is so good and defiantly not because of the handsome owner with the kind eyes.

***

Osamu looks at her, the love of his life, and feels something within his soul comforted by her words. Somehow he knows that she’s right. His face is slightly squished in her talented hands as he says, “Course ya do, petal.”

[canisalbus]

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alt versions under the cut! including a version with the translated ciphers ^^