unapproachable ➢ 𝘵. 𝘰𝘪𝘬𝘢𝘸𝘢

chapter seventy two

"ooh, let's go in there~" oikawa pulls me into the starbucks and to the front desk, where the cashier is beginning to clean up. oikawa lets go of my hand while looking at the menu.

"welcome to starbucks, what can i get for you two?" the teenage boy questions, looking at me with his lips slightly curved into a smirk. i blankly look at him before looking behind him, to the menu. 

oikawa ends up getting a peppermint mocha frappuccino, descriptive i know, and chocolate dipped madeleines while i get two cake pops and a  mango dragonfruit lemonade. we head over to an empty booth, sitting on the same side.

"here, try one~" oikawa holds a madeleine to my mouth with his left hand, his right moving to my thigh and rubbing it. i put my hand on his, my thumb circling the back of his hand.

"you're touchy today." i look at him with slightly raised eyebrows while leaning towards him and taking a bite of the small cake.

"did you see how he was looking at you?! and when aren't i touchy?" oikawa grimaces before finishing the cake, side eyeing said worker.

"aw, baby, are you jealous?"

oikawa becomes flushed while frantically shaking his head. "i'm never jealou- yes, i'm jealous." he quite aggressively picks up his drink and takes a sip.

"i called you baby, so stop being jealous."

"wait, you did?!" oikawa gasps. "you did! can you keep calling me that?"

i nod, stopping as the starbucks worker comes up to us.

"anything else i could get you, possibly my number?"

i purse my lips together to prevent myself from laughing while oikawa opens his mouth to talk, yet nothing comes out.

"and why would i want your number?" i look at the cashier blankly, once again. is oikawa's hand on my thigh not enough of a sign?

"i dunno, you seem like a cool ch-"

"kindly- uh.. leave her alone?" oikawa butts in before the worker can finish.

"let me guess, you're the boyfriend." he raises his eyebrows while crossing his arms.

"yes, i am the boyfriend." oikawa gives him a fake smile. i'm really not up to hear them ramble on, so i slide out of the booth.

"let's go." i pick up my drink from the table, as well as an uneaten cake pop. oikawa also slides out of the booth, towering over the worker.

"you know, i don't like the way you look at her." oikawa down looks at the worker with a scowl.

"tooru, i said let's go."

"yeah, listen to your little girl."

"alright, now you've done it, you b-" i push oikawa out of the way, ready to go off on this motherfucker. before i can actually do anything, oikawa grasps my wrist and begins pulling me away.

"chinami-chan, we're gonna get kicked out of the hotel if you do something!" oikawa practically scolds me as we walk out of the starbucks.

"it's not my fault."

"yes, it is! you need to stop being so cute~" oikawa lets go of my wrist and wraps and arm around my shoulders. we head back up to the hotel room, laying next to each other after finishing our things from starbucks.

"wanna play roblox?" oikawa randomly questions while we're scrolling through tiktoks together. i turn my head to him in confusion, then slowly nod. i've known him for how long and he just.. wants to play roblox all of a sudden? i haven't played in forever, i'm surprised i still have the app downloaded.

"apparently i have an ear shrine?" oikawa says while logging into his account.

"a what..?"

"an ear shrine." he says while cringing before asking me for my username, friending me afterwards. he goes into said ear shrine game, i join within a few seconds.

"i have no words." i walk around the game, zooming out in the process to see a few more of the same picture. who even took a picture of oikawa's ear?

"makki told me about it a while ago, but i never got around to playing it.."

"i bet he's the one who made it." i say with a soft giggle while oikawa looks at me with stars in his eyes, leaning closer to my face.

"your giggle is so- oh, so cute! like music to my ears."

"stop it." i push his face away and leave the horrid game.

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we end up playing roblox for a hour or two.

"what would you do if i sold you?" i question.

"chinami-chan, what?!"

"what would you do if i sold you to ushijima. like.. money in a briefcase and all, fancy suit and tie, black shades."

"why are you thinking about that?!"

"i don't know, i was just.. thinking."

"you're thinking of selling me?!"

"possibly. hey siri, how do i legally sell my boyf-"

"shhhhhhshhsh stop it!" oikawa shuts off my phone before i can finish my wonderful chat with siri. "isn't it past your bedtime?"

"i don't have a bedtime."

"well, aren't you a lucky duck!"

"how is that lucky..?"

"oh, i just thought since you're.. so young you'd have-"

"tooru, i'm a literally year younger than you."

"so? you're still young."

i refrain myself from slapping him across his stupid — pretty — face and go into the bathroom to wrap up for the night, oikawa following not too far behind, claiming that we must do more 'couple stuff.'

after our bathroom routine, i lay on the bed once again as oikawa goes to the window, looking out of it before coming over to the bed and laying his head on my chest.

"chinami-chan, do you think my head will.. crush these?" oikawa questions as i'm slowly running my fingers through his hair.

"crush what..?"

"your um.. you know.."

"it's not like i have implants that they'll just- pop."

"okay, good, because they're comfy~"

"what?!"

"nothing, nothing! goodnight!" oikawa fake snores before actually falling asleep. i do the same after pushing him off of me so i can properly breathe.