Thread by @miya_mang

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When Osamu was 16, he came out. It was difficult, and he was scared. What if he loses all his friends? What if he gets kicked out of the team? What if his parents hate him? God, what if Atsumu hates him?

The thought made him queasy, made his chest tighten.

He wanted to throw up and run and hide, but the urge to tell Atsumu is strong. There were no secrets between them. As much as they bicker and as much as Atsumu lies to him, there are so secrets.

So Osamu made him sit down on his bunk of the bed. Atsumu already looks irritated

that he has to listen, and it made Osamu's anxiousness even worse.

Perhaps his twin sensed his panic, and the wrinkle between his eyes smoothes out.

"Hey, everythin' okay, Samu?"

"Yeah, just-" Osamu swallows back the bile that thrratens to climb up his throat.

He was sweating, pinching and twisting the ends of his shirt nervously as he tries to form words.

"... Ya sure?"

"Yeah, s'just - I wanna tell ya somethin."

"Okay, all ears."

"Well," Osamu looks at how Atsumu is looking at him, curious and worried at the same time.

Despite what everyone says, Osamu knows Atsumu is kind. He's careless and selfish, yes, but his twin is kind. Always have been.

Ever since they were small, even when they fought a lot, Osamu had always known Atsumu as kind. And the thought of the boy hating him after

he told him what he is kills him. Osamu could handle the whole school hating him, but he doesn't know what he'll do it Atsumu hates him.

"Samu-"
"I like boys."

"What?" Atsumu's eyes widened. Osamu gasped, hands flying to his mouth in shock. He hadn't meant to say it like that.

He planned to ease his way in, to get Atsumu agreeable and then come out.

At the look of shock in Atsumu's face, Osamu felt dread settling in his stomach, its smoke curling around his heart and tugging on it.

"N-No, that was, uh," Osamu backs away from the bed and

trips on a shirt on the floor. He falls backwards, but the pain doesn't register because all he could think about was Atsumu's face.

He's gonna hate me. He's gonna hate me.

When Atsumu pulls him to sit, checks on his head, Osamu was already crying.

"Hey, hey now, why are ya cryin?" The blond hushes him, a hand at the back of his head, stroking the tender spot where he banged it against the floor.

"Y-You hate me!" Osamu managed to say in between his sobs. "Don't hate me, Tsumu, I'm sorry-"

"What are ya talkin about?" Atsumu quickly pulls him into a hug. "I don't hate you. Fuckin scrub, what kinda nonsense are ya talkin?"

Osamu sobs into his twin's shoulder. His whole body shakes as he tries to pull himself together.

"I don't hate you," Atsumu says softly.

"I could never. I love ya too much to hate you."

The words enveloped him like a comforting blanket. Osamu struggles to breathe through his tears, and Atsumu massages his nape to console him.

"Ya don't?" Osamu croaks once he manages to talk.

"Don't be silly," Atsumu pulls back to smile at him. "No matter what ya are, Samu, I won't hate you."

"Y-Ya won't leave me behind?" Osamu pitifully sniffs. "Ya won't stay away? You'll be with me?"

"Of course I'll be with ya. I've been with ya since you were born. Even before

that." Atsumu rests the side of his head against Osamu's. "I love you. Nothing can change that."

Osamu hugs him, clutches at his shoulders. He felt the tension in his body diffusing, leaving him a melted goo in his twin's arms.

It's okay. Atsumu loves him still. Even if the whole world hates him, if he still has Atsumu, he'll be okay.

The hand on his nape continued its soothing touches. Osamu lets out a shaky exhale.

Yes. Everything will be okay.

/End

loosely based on how my friend came out to me. she was so brave to do so, and im glad she told me <3