Happy With You [] Oikawa x Reader

Cuddles [Lemon]

Hi shits 🤎💩

After 5 months, m back >:' ). Ope, anywho, let's kickstart again with a goddamn lemon.

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Apart from the birds chirping outside Oikawa's slightly opened window, the only other sound to be heard was the quiet chatter from my laptop, which was sitting next to me on his bed. It was playing some Netflix show decided on a few hours ago. 

I looked around my boyfriend's room. His random articles of clothing strewn about the floor matched with his slightly cluttered desk, where our empty bag of McDonalds sat from our after school snack.

Then I looked down.

There, a sleeping Oikawa sprawled his unconscious body  right on top of mine. Chest to chest, his head was neatly tucked into the crook of my neck, and his arms were jutting straight out towards each side of his bed. On the other hand, his legs were tangled right up with mine.

It was Monday after all, and all he wanted to do was rest since he didn't have practice.

When I initially agreed to date the dork, I didn't realize that 90% of the time spent together would consist of naps--Oikawa being a teenage boy and all. When he wasn't on the court, he was either stuffing his face with food or knocked out on his couch. 

The soft snores coming from his nose melted my heart. I traced my fingertips around his scalp, and I leaned down to kiss the crown of his sleeping head. 

The sudden movement caused Oikawa to unconsciously draw his arms in and hold me closer.

A smile invaded my face as my hand shifted to gently rub his exposed ear--one of Oikawa's favorite things for me to do since he's, unsurprisingly, an ASMR fanatic. 

Yup, there have been too many times where I watch him doing homework on his laptop, and in another open tab is an ASMR vid. As a result, the boy loves head and ear scratches along with kisses to his ears.

I sighed and dropped my hands to reach over to the laptop next to us. I was still pretty invested in the show we were watching earlier. Once in my grasp, I moved the laptop to sit on top of Oikawa's back before letting my hands rest still against his shoulders.

"Can you keep rubbing my head, y/n?" Oikawa grumbled, half awake into my neck.

I happily resumed combing my fingers through the soft tufts of his hair. "I didn't realize you were awake," I snickered, kissing his head again.

"Im not. Im sleeping," he muttered.

I playfully rolled my eyes and leaned down to nuzzle my nose against his head. The sleepy boy let out a hefty exhale, relaxing into my drowning affection.

I smirked. "Well, if you're just sleeping, I might as well leave and join Makki and Matsun," I teased and sat up on his bed. 

Oikawa shifted, still laying down on his stomach, and smushed his face into my legs. "What are those two doing that could be more fun than eating McDonalds and cuddling with me?"

"They got high and went to the museum," I huffed. 

Oikawa paused. "Okay. I cant really compete with that." He grinned as he pulled my sitting figure down by the strings of my sweatshirt so he could kiss my face. I was quick to kiss back. His lips softly pressed against mine as I placed a hand on his cheek. I felt him smirk into the kiss as he pulled away, grabbed my hand from his cheek, and pretended to bite it with a chomp.

He was quick to close the gap again, shifting to sit up with his back against the headboard as I moved to sit on his lap. I rested my arms against the headboard behind his head while Oikawa's hands cupped around my neck to keep me close.