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The fox' daily troubles

Summary:

Here comes a series of shortish stories about our dearest foxes spending their days full of chaos and annoying twins

 

Chapter 3: Hair color change

Notes:

I may have gotten pretty obsessed with the Miya twins and Inarizaki and got a ton of headcanons of them, so I will just dump them out in here, they'll mostly be short and mostly be comedy but maybe there'll be more variations. (Plus maybe I do another story with an OC manager in there)
(The title may change at some point, I wasn't very creative with it, anyway)

(See the end of the work for more notes.)

Chapter Text

Osamu was mostly early when it came to mornings. He woke up early enough, earlier than Atsumu, and got ready at a reasonable time. He liked to have enough time to have breakfast and pack up a nice lunch. He’d never miss out any mealtime.

What he hated was when he had to wake up his annoying brother. Atsumu never gets up on time even after Osamu told him to wake up. In the end, the grey-haired twin would just leave and then receive a call from said brother complaining about not waking him up.

 

Honestly, it was not worth the pain, but he still did. At least he can say that he did. “Oi, Sumu!”

 

He turned around at the sound of his brother growling. Atsumu was already awake and even ready. Though something seemed to be off.

 

Osamu remembered that yesterday they had to walk through the rain, plus it was pretty cold. Osamu changed immediately after coming home but his stupid ass brother did not, he even ran out again, because he forgot something.

When Atsumu sneezed, (a very weird sneeze) he confirmed what Osamu was suspecting.

“So, yer got a cold” He smirked at his twin, all to Atsumu’s dismay. “It’s nothin’” He insisted, “let’s just go!”

“Go, where?” Osamu asked, “yer ill, stay home.”

 

“No, I’m fine!” Atsumu refused to keep listening to him and rushed to his door. Not that Osamu had expected anything else from his stupid twin. So he whipped out his phone and dialed a number.

Waiting a second for the other person to pick it up.

“Hello, Kita-San, the idiot’s got a cold and still rushin’ to training. He’ll get us all sick.”

Kita listened carefully and thanked him for notifying him. He will take care of that and with that, Osamu smugly put his phone away and took his bag. Leaving with the satisfaction of seeing Atsumu kicked out made him hurry after his twin.