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Osamu watches as his usually obnoxiously confident twin curls inward with a shaky breath, and it makes his stomach twist and his heart clench. It’s strange and wrong and he hates it. “I think I’m a boy, ‘Samu.” The words are barely a whisper when they come out, and Osamu hates that too.
“Fine.”
Miya Atsumu, and four times he learns that he doesn't have to deal with everything by himself (even though he keeps trying to, like the dumb stubborn fuck he is).