#osaji

"Angel, didja see me?" asked Atsumu excitedly.

"It's hard not to notice the two idiots thinking they can dance."

Pouting, Atsumu said, "Can't help it that Samu’s got no rhythm! And ya wouldn't dance with m- "

Rin suddenly picked him up and swung him around wildly. He couldn't help but laugh watching golden eyes twinkling happily.

"Happy?" asked Rin.

Atsumu leans in to kiss him, filling Rin with butterflies even after all these years.

"Very," replied Atsumu, smiling brightly.

Osamu grabbed Keiji's hand, pulled him in close and began swaying to the music.

"You know I don't dance," said Keiji, trying to frown but the smile broke through as Osamu moved in exaggerated circles.

"Ya seem to be doin' pretty well," he teased.

"I know how to dance. I just don't."

"But ya are now."

"Maybe I just needed the right partner," said Keiji, wrapping his arms around Osamu’s neck.

"Smooth line," he said, arms around Keiji’s waist.

"I thought so," he smirked before leaning in for a deep kiss. They were then interrupted by gagging noises next to them.

"Can you please refrain yourselves from acting inappropriately in public?" asked Rin. "And you know Tsumu has a sensitive stomach."

"I got all sick seein' the grossness," said Atsumu pouted, laying his head on Rin's shoulder. Rin kissed him on the forehead and rubbed his back, while giving the other pair a deep, disappointed frown.

Samu and Keiji gave matching blank stares.

"Yer a buncha hypocrites considerin' ya dumbasses were makin' out earlier," said Samu, arms crossed.

"We were inside our car, so it ain't in public," said Atsumu, turning around to glare at them.

"It's not our fault people were invading our privacy," said Rin.

“You were in the backseat with the windows wide open,” said Keiji. 

"And yer parked in a public area!" yelled Osamu.  "Where lots of people can see ya!”

"If people are peeping in at us through our open apartment window, you'd consider it an invasion of privacy because we're inside our house and that is private property," explained Rin.

"It's the same thing with our car," said Atsumu nodding.

"Your logic is mind boggling," said Keiji with disbelief.

"Whatever, assholes," said Atsumu.

Looking at his phone, Rin said, "We have to pick up Himari. Okada-san can't babysit too late tonight."

"We have ta go, too,” said Osamu.  “Getting deliveries early tomorrow."

"Are we still on for dinner next Wednesday?" asked Keiji.

"Yeah," Atsumu said.

As they went to grab their jackets, Osamu said, "I really wanna try this new Italian place. The chef studied in Bolagna and the menu looks real interestin'."

"I want tsukemen," declared Atsumu.

"Ya got ta choose last time, so it's my turn," said Osamu.

"No, I didn't!"

"Yes, ya did!"

"No, I didn't!"

"Yes, ya did!"

Keiji and Rin looked at each other as the brothers' argument descended into a wrestling match, then started walking ahead of them.

"What's all the ruckus?" asked one of the event staff.

"Just the Miyas," replied his coworker, looking towards the four men. The twins punched each other as they caught up to their husbands, who were calmly chatting.