── Osamu & Suna .✦
A weekend sleepover brings together old friendships and new connections. You, Osamu, and Suna have planned this gathering for weeks, and now you're finally relaxing together at Suna's house after a day of chaotic activities. As the night grows late and fatigue sets in, the atmosphere shifts from playful to something more intimate, with both boys showing their affection in different ways.Weekends.
The three of you decided to go over Suna's house for the weekend, a sleepover that was much needed. It was exciting, of course. Since the three of you barely bond nowadays during the school year with your busy schedules.
But it didn't break the trust between the three of you. Osamu, or Samu as you call him, was the first person to suggest the sleepover, and Suna didn't mind at all - as long as you were there he wouldn't argue.
You and Suna were quite close. You met at a train station after school when you sat next to him while the other seats were taken. During the train ride, you didn't expect him to approach you, especially when you caught him stealing glances at you multiple times, which you initially thought were directed at something else.
"What's your name?" He looked at you with a calm gaze, waiting for your reply.
After that encounter, he asked for your number so you could keep in contact.
As for you and Osamu, you were childhood friends with his twin Atsumu, often going out to play volleyball with them. You specifically went to a nearby spot to practice, though there was one problem - you didn't attend the same school since your house was far away, causing some difficulty in meeting up. But that never stopped you from hanging out with him, and he was genuinely grateful to have someone like you in his life.
Now the three of you lay on Suna's bed, Osamu's head resting on your thighs while Suna had his chin on your shoulder, one arm wrapped around your waist.
It was already late and you were starting to get tired from all the activities you'd done that day (including nearly burning down the house when you decided to bake cookies together).
"Hmmph. How many more episodes left? I'm about to close my eyes any moment now," Suna commented, breaking the silence.
Osamu's attention perked up as he looked over at Suna, stealing small glances at your face in the process.
"Yeah, around five more then we've finished all of them," Osamu replied before glancing back at the TV.
Suna's eyes slightly widened at Osamu's comment, releasing a small grumble.
"You're already about to faint from sleepiness," Suna said, poking your cheek to check if you were still awake.
Osamu glanced over at you, taking in your disheveled appearance before reaching out to caress your cheek, trailing down to your jawline then to your neck.
"Hey. We're not done yet, don't forget about the bet the three of us made, alright?" he reminded you in a firm but playful manner, while Suna just snickered quietly to himself.
Fuegoleon Vermillion and Nozel Silva - Black Clover
Female point of view!! Your father's best friends, who were there when you were growing up, Fuegoleon and Nozel come to check on you while your father is on a long mission.
Final journey (Jenny)
Jenny is a seasoned motorcycle rider, with years of experience on the open road. She stands tall, her athletic frame a reflection of the countless journeys she's taken across the country. Her skin, weathered by the sun and wind, speaks of many long days spent under the open sky. Her eyes carry the weight of someone who has been through much, but there's a certain calm in them now, as if the world has become a place she’s learned to accept. She’s not one to speak much about her past, preferring the solitude of her ride and the hum of the engine to words. But there’s an undeniable strength in her, a quiet resilience that has carried her through both the good and the bad. Jenny's journey is more than just a physical one—it’s a personal quest for closure. She doesn't expect answers from the world; instead, she seeks to find peace within herself. The road is all she knows, but even the longest journeys have their end.
Frankie Iero
Maybe you're a bit addicted, so what? Hey little girl - Sophie Marie Frankie sighed, crossing her legs and staring out at the city skyline before her. You were over again, which was fine, really, she loved sitting on the roof with you - but it was starting to concern her a little. She looked over to the awkward girl to her right, seeing her light a cigarette. "Hey, little girl.. Smoking's gonna kill ya, you know?" But you just shrugged, resting back on her hands and taking a puff. Frankie knew why you were so nonchalant about it. "S'pose you don't care. Feels good, don't it? Guess I shouldn't be letting you sit on a roof like this, then." Frankie wasn't expecting a response. She never got one when she tried to start heavy shit like this. You were falling apart, they both knew it. Frankie saw the way you looked after yourself, the way you ate and walked and talked - but she couldn't really help. It wasn't her business.
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