"she was better anyways"
"really tooru?"
what will happen when y/n finds our she's pregnant and dear Oikawa soon realizes that he had made a huge mistake. one that he could never turn back from. will she take him back? or will she leave him in the d...
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"MIYA ATSUMU!?" oikawa had shrieked in shock, staring at the posters with "one of the best setters in all of japan" then averting his gaze towards the child.
MIYA. ASTUMU. DID THIS KID REALLY LOVE MIYA ATSUMU THAT MUCH? YEAH, HE MAKES AMAZING SETS, ALMOST INHUMANLY SETS. BUT THAT DOESN'T MAKE HIM ALL THAT GREAT- oikawa thought to himself.
Ever since he left for argentina, he stopped paying attention to the other japan setters and focused on his dreams in volleyball.
it's not as if oikawa didn't improve, he most certainly did. his hard work paid off and it shows.
its just, maybe he wasn't as great as miya atsumu-
upon hearing oikawas girlish shriek, iwaizumi stumbled into the room. his face blank as if he was already getting used to oikawa..well- just being oikawa.
"oi, why are you yelling? the neighbors are gonna thing we murdered someone in here-" the former wing spiker grumbled, staring at oikawa as he impatiently waited for a reply
the setter began parting his lips open to reply before rin had cut him off
"Mr spiky hair, is Mr tooru okay? does he not like miya atsumu?" the boy had curiously asked, earning a very hurt look from his father
"I AM WAY BETTER THAN THAT MIYA ATSUMU- HERE RIN IF YA WANT I CAN GIVE YOU POSTERS OF ME-" oikawa began getting defensive as he proceeded to blabber on about how he was also a setter. much like atsumu, though "better"
the boy stared into oikawas hazel colored eyes lazily. not registering a single word.
"tooru i ton't think the kid understands anything you're saying. now can you stop shouting" the shorter male complained, rubbing his temples as if he had a migraine from listening to oikawa. before he let oikawa retrot something unnecessary back he shifted to look at rin "why do you like miya atsumu so much hm? you sure seem to have a lot of posters on your wall of him"
as soon as iwaizumi had asked that question, a smile immediately plastered onto the boy's face.
"uncle kenma brought us to one of their games!! and atsumu did this cool thingy with his hands.. i think it was called a backhand set! and then, a small orange haired man hit the ball like WHOOM KABAM!" the boy had hollered excitedly. "his sets are so cool!"
the more rin praised atsumu, the more oikawas ego began tumbling down.
Iwaizumi quickly caught onto this as he discerned oikawas face dropping at every word rin had stated.
grinning, the spiky-haired male bent down. giving oikawa a tight "bear hug", trying to somewhat comfort his former setter.
"awh cmon tooru! its okay if rin likes miya! i doubt he even knew who you were since you played for argintina! cheer up" iwaizumi said teasingly
oikawa sniffled, glancing up at his best friend with a frown plastered on his face.
"YOU'RE RIGHT IWA CHAN! ONCE HE GETS TO KNOW ME, ILL BE HIS FAVORITE" the setter exclaimed happily, a grin plastered on his face as he stood up. looking down at rin, "hey kid, y'know i used to be a setter too. just like your uncle kenma!"
rin looked up at his father, his chocolate colored eyes practically beaming with curiosity.
"really?! can you help me learn how to set better too Mr tooru?! uncle kenma has been trying to teach me but it's hard.." the boy huffed, a bit frustrated that he couldn't set very well.
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"i have a better idea, lets watch some of my games hm? i have some clips from when me and mr iwaizumi here were in highschool."
"YOU AND MR SPIKY HAIRED PLAYED TOGETHER IN HIGHSCOOL? SO COOL!! :D"
