𝙃𝙐𝙎𝙏𝙇𝙀 𝘼𝙉𝘿 𝙃𝙄𝙏 // 𝙤𝙞𝙠𝙖𝙬𝙖 𝙭 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧

𝙭𝙭𝙞𝙭

The car ride was silence from both setters, yet every so often Oikawa would turn up the radio a notch. Only when he started to hum along did [L/N] speak.

"What was the real reason you came to me tonight?" she asked suddenly. He glanced at her briefly, from the corner of his eye.

"Why do you think I came to you, [L/N]-chan?" he quirked a brow.
"How am I supposed to know?" she said. "it's quite ominous for you to show up in the middle of the night in the pouring rain, throwing rocks at my window, isn't it? You could have broken the glass."

Oikawa frowned at [L/N]'s chiding.
"It was supposed to be romantic." he said. "isn't that what they do in romance movies?"
"Romance movies?" [L/N] replied, a slight smile teasing her face. "what, Oikawa-san, do you have a crush on me or something?"

"Nuh-uh!" he exclaimed, accelerating dangerously and whipping his head to look at her. She flapped her hands, eyes widening.
"The road! keep your eyes on the road!" she yelped. he let out a carefree chuckle.
"Calm down, [L/N]-chan. I got my drivers license three months ago!"

"That isn't reassuring in the slightest." [L/N] said.
"one time Iwa-chan let Mad Dog-chan drive..." Oikawa answered. "it was traumatic. Iwa-chan kept yelling."

"Why did he yell, Oikawa-san?" [L/N] sighed as he turned a corner.
"Because I kept yelling at bad drivers out the window..." the setter boy admitted.

"Oikawa Tooru has road rage. Who would have thought?" she snickered.
"It is not road rage!" when [L/N] kept laughing, he continued. "at least I don't drive like I'm playing Grand Theft Auto! Never go in a car with Mad Dog-chan as the driver!"

"Kyoutani-kun isn't old enough to drive." the setter girl corrected. "and when he is, I don't think he'll be loutish enough to name his car."

"Netsu-chan is my true love! She's been waiting for me since I was sixteen, it doesn't count." Oikawa whined.
"And you named her after an ailment." the [H/C]-haired girl replied. "good job, Oikawa-san."

"Shokonetsu is a gorgeous name!" he defended.
"No, it isn't. That's like saying Hiebara is a good name, too." [L/N] replied.

Oikawa made a face of disgust, though still staring ahead at the road and flipping on his full beam when he saw no one else was around.
"Disgusting, [L/N]-chan. Who knew a girl like you could be so gross!" he exclaimed.

"A girl like me?" [L/N] repeated. "what's that supposed to mean?"
"You're really... well, cool! You're pretty, elegant, and you're polite and sophisticated. Karasuno's manager, Shimizu Kiyoko, reminds me of you!" Oikawa said fluently.

[L/N]'s face warmed up and she intramurally cursed herself for that reaction.
"Shimizu-san's pretty." she said.
"Yeah? I know. So are you!" Oikawa chirped.
"You've said that, Oikawa-san." the [H/C]-haired setter sighed.

"I just wanna make sure you know you are!" he said. "you should know. In all honesty, [L/N]-chan, you're incredibly beautiful!"
"What do you want from me?" she narrowed her eyes.
"Nothing! What makes you think I do?" Oikawa exclaimed.
"You're using flattery. I don't have anything for you, Oikawa-san." [L/N] said bluntly.

"I'm just trying to be nice! You don't like me, remember? This smile is pure and has no ulterior motive!" the setter boy grinned, slowing down and eventually halting at a red light. "the only thing I want from you is an average kind of bond! Like friends!"

"Alright. I'll believe you for now, Oikawa-san." [L/N] mumbled. The rain started collecting on the windscreen, pattering harshly against the thick sheet of glass. Oikawa wound down the windows and [L/N] stuck her arm out, eventually her whole head when Oikawa started accelerating again. Her mouth parted and she laughed.

Oikawa stared at [L/N] as she let out shrieks of joy and grinned. He knew that he should have been looking at the road instead, but seeing the girl captain in such a state was rare. Her face was flecked with rain and her hair was drenched, parts of it plastered to the sides of her face. Her face lit up every few moments as they passed streetlamp after streetlamp, and Oikawa knew that he couldn't take his eyes off her if he tried.

She looked back at him and her ears went pink.
"Watch the road!" she exclaimed. "don't stare at me!"
"You're just so cute, [L/N]-chan, how could I not?" Oikawa replied with a chuckle.
"You act just like Sakiyama..." [L/N] sighed.

"She's your number two, isn't she?" Oikawa said. "that tall girl."
"Yeah." [L/N] confirmed.
"She's almost the same height as Iwa-chan." he snickered.
"Now that I think about it, their heights do look similar!" she said. "how tall is Iwaizumi-chan?"

"179cm, I believe." Oikawa answered with a catlike grin. "what about Sakki-chan?"
"She's 175cm." [L/N] replied.
"They're four centimetres apart!" the boy setter giggled, one of his hands leaving the steering wheel to cover his mouth.

"Oikawa-san! Drive with both hands!" [L/N] gasped.
"Relax! And relax with the honourifics, too. You can just call me Tooru." he grinned.

[L/N] felt her heart flutter, but pinched the inside of her wrist as punishment.
"Oikawa-san, that's your given name!" she said.
"I know. I want you to use it!" he replied in a bubbly tone. "so please. Call me Tooru."

"Tooru-san..." [L/N] murmured, and Oikawa knew that was the best he could get. It was amazing nonetheless. [L/N Y/N], the girl who hated him, was calling him by his first name.

"Alright." she decided. "Tooru-san it is."
"No '-chan'?" Oikawa toyed.
"No." she said firmly.
"Ah. Well, it's the best I can receive for now!" he replied with a chuckle.

They both fell into a silence. [L/N] hated how comfortable it felt. Oikawa loved it, yet he had something to ask of her.

"[L/N]-chan... do you hate me?"