it’s absurd, but akaashi doesn’t know what comes over him.
akaashi spots it the first time when osamu foregoes the turtleneck with the weather warming up.
he doesn’t know how he didn’t notice it before, but the glaring red bruise on osamu’s neck, right below his jaw, mocks him.
it’s huge.
there’s another one right above his collarbone, slightly smaller, but a much darker red.
when osamu and meian fight, its probably over some little issue neither of them can put their finger on. they don’t yell, but their words are potent with intention, biting at each other’s insecurities and petty mistakes.
neither are willing to be the first - osamu has pride in being the younger twin and meian with his pride in being the older one of them.
osamu doesn’t like the tense air that lies between them on their bed, his fights with atsumu have been worse than this