THE first week back from spring break rolled by rather quickly for y/n, and she found herself on a friday evening, red lollipop in her mouth as she stood out on her balcony, elbows propped on the banisters as she let the soft breeze blow through her hair.
sometimes, she thought, it was nice to relax.
...
ding. a text.
y/n pulls her phone from her pocket, opening up she and atsumu's messages.
atsumoo today | 6:43 pm
atsumoo wanna swim? i got the whole pool to myself, besides like one person
atsumoo who is really annoying
atsumoo and stupid
y/n y/n haha, osamu?
atsumoo lmao so u agree that im the better twin then??
y/n y/n no, u guys are both nice lol
y/n y/n i dont have a favorite
atsumoo thats what our granny says 🤥
atsumoo so anyways, u coming or what?
y/n y/n yeah sure!
atsumoo alright, samu will pick u up :)
atsumoo dont forget a towel
atsumoo and make sure to be ready when he gets there, k?
y/n y/n yeah! thank u tsumu cx
atsumoo sure, see u soon ;)
y/n enters her bedroom, setting her phone down with a smile on her face as she begins searching through her wardrobe for a single-piece bathing suit.
ah, crap! but i haven't gone swimming in years! dangit dangit dangit
y/n resorts to going into her mom's room, snooping around until she finally found a bathing suit. in a rush, she quickly shrugs it on and barely even appraises the attire until she's passing by her mirror, beach towel in hand and then she stops, stares, and goes red hot with humiliation.
crap crap crap! she hurriedly rustles through her drawers and then pulls out some baggy shorts and a black jacket, throwing it on and then she's out the door, wearing her towel like a poncho, like a shield.
please, oh please, God, let this go okay.
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