𝙰𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗|𝗶𝘄𝗮𝗼𝗶

sᴇᴍɪ ᴘʀᴏʙʟᴇᴍs

Oikawa sat within the walls of one of four living rooms he had in his house.What used to be there house.

He rolled his eyes at the thought, once again scrolling through Netflix.

This time instead of his plaid pajamas, he had on his alien set with the matching neon green slippers.Other than the turquoise pillows decorating all the couches, they were the only other color in the room.

All this black and grey wasn't his idea, he'd rather have turquoise and nice cream colors.Vintage white, whatever they called it now.

But now he was stuck in here because he didn't have the heart to move out.It didn't matter that he didn't cry, it still hurt deep down in him.

Not enough to show, but it hurt.

Clicking on alien documentary, Oikawa sat down the remote and picked up his popcorn.It was slightly burnt because maybe (just maybe) Oikawa was having a hard time picking out what pajamas he wanted to wear.

So as he watched he picked out the burnt pieces and threw them on the coffee table (something he would despise to clean up later, he should just get maids like Kenma).

When Oikawa got onto his third movie of the day, holding in his piss for dear life because it was just getting to the good part, his phone started buzzing.

Oikawa groaned, struggling to slip it out of his back pocket, but once he did he saw Semi a little to close to the front door camera.

"Tooru, I swear if you don't open this door right now I'll hit you in the head with my guitar" Semi almost growls through his teeth.

Oikawa shivers, not bothering to talk back, and opens the door.

Only a few minutes later, Semi was in the living room pausing the tv, placing down his guitar, and stealing his popcorn.

"I didn't even invite you and now your taking my popcorn...?" Oikawa says, almost like a question, which is definitely not how he planned it to come out.

"Your food is my food when we're having a sleepover" Semi shrugs, leaning against Oikawa as he eats.

"Something happen with Shirabu?"

Semi tenses, sinking more into Oikawa's side.

"I'm here for you, not my terrible pick up lines that never work" Semi grumbles.

"You should just...kiss him" Oikawa suggests, turning his head to smile at the other.

"Please, he'd literally punch me and then chop my junior off"
"Who the hell says junior"
"Me"

The two laugh in unison before silence takes over them again.

Semi was always a wall to lean on, sometimes a really unstable one caused by his stupid ideas and aggressive attitude, but he was still a wall.Oikawa couldn't count how many times Semi had sang to him after a hard day.

Nobody could count how many times Semi had taken care of them when they were sick (with a roll of his eyes of course, semi refused to be seen soft).

He had a huge smile that lit up the whole room and a loud, booming laugh that filled the air like clouds in the sky.And he was pretty too, boyfriend material.

Shirabu was just a little (a lot) stubborn.

"You know what you should do" Semi smiles, sitting up and facing Oikawa on the couch with his legs crossed.

Oikawa does the same, "don't make this your worst idea yet"

Semi gives him a look that says shut it before continuing, "you should fake date someone and I have the perfect person"

Semi didn't say guy, he should've said guy.

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I really forgot Yahaba in all of this 👁👁

Toodles noodles, I'm ashamed