I Wonder || t. oikawa

E X C E P T I O N

Y/N's POV

I woke up to the sound of the bedroom door opening. I opened my eyes and realized that I wasn't in my usual room but in the dorm I moved into last night. I rubbed my eyes out of tiredness and looked to my left. I saw that my roommate, Oikawa, had opened the door to wake up.

"I just wanted to wake you up and tell you that your alarm went off five minutes ago," He started of by leaning against the doorframe with a glass of orange juice in his hand. "You looked to peaceful so I turned it off and figured id let you sleep in a little longer!" He stood up from the doorframe and walked over to his bed and picked up his clothes that I'm guessing he left there for a reason. " Im about to take a shower if thats ok, also I made breakfast if thats fine with you. I wasn't sure if you were a breakfast person so I made something small. Also its 8:05 if your wondering. What time does your class start, also what class do you go to?" He started asking 100 questions at once which really shocked me.

"Media studies is my first class and I need to be there by 10:00 am" I started off by sitting up. "Why do you ask Oikawa-san" I said an honorific hoping it would make him feel a little closer to home since he's basically stripped from his culture by moving to America.

"Woah you don't have to use honorifics if you don't want to. I don't want to force anything on you." He said while rubbing the back of his head. "I also asked cause I wanted to walk to class together. Turns out we go to our classes at the same time." He said while throwing on a giddy smile. I could never get use to that smile even if we knew each other for our whole lives. Its so bright and sweet. Before I could respond he interrupted. "There text books for that class are like $93! Lucky my book for Economics is like... $317 I think?" He said. "Anyway I'm taking a shower. Go ahead and eat so it doesn't get cold." He opened to bathroom door and walked in. Wow, so nice.

I got out of bed and walked to the kitchen. I winced at how cold the kitchen floor was. I look over on the kitchen island and see a plate with two crepes and a piece of bacon. I smile at the nice gesture and head over to the fridge to get orange juice. Ok... great I should have known he drank all the juice. I sighed and headed to the island stool and began to eat. The crepes were amazing and fluffy. I once tried to make crepes and failed miserably. Instead I made some type of doughy mash potato. I decided I would enjoy this one as long as I could. As soon as I finished my first one I tried to take a bite out of the second one only to hear the bathroom door open. I glance over my shoulder just enough so he couldn't notice I was looking. He had black joggers on, hair damp, no shirt on, and a towel around his neck. He wasn't exactly jacked but he wasn't chubby. He was slim and had thin arms with just enough muscle on. He had a faint set of abs but barely. I preferred guys on the scrawny side anyway. He's my roommate so I don't know why I just thought about him being my type. My face flushes once he walks out. He looked over at me and I immediately choke on my crepe.

"Ouch y/n why are you staring" He said smugly while walking over to the kitchen island. "Looking at my body without consent... how rude" He says jokingly. Now that he was closer to me I could see how long his torso was. His hair was as soft as feathers. His eyes are a beautiful golden color as if I could sink into the beauty of them. I wonder how he'd react if I touched his hear. Would that be weird? I mean we are practically strangers and I don't want to make him uncomfortable...

"Can I touch your hair?" I blurted out. I immediately blush once I heard what I said. His eyes shot wide open out of surprise. Oh. My. God. He probably thinks I'm such a creep!

"Uh.... I- okay." He says while lowering his head. Before I could touch his hair he raises his head super fast causing me to flinch. "Your the only exception so don't screw it up" He says while shooting me a glare. "My hair is like my baby so if you do something I will never make you crepes again" He says and then lowers his head again. Wow this dude must really love his hair. I reach my hand over to run my hand through his hair. It was so soft like silk and smelled of lavender and honeysuckle. My eyes go wide you could practically see stars in them. It feels like a blessing to touch something so nice.

"Oikawa-san! Your hair is amazing!" I said as he lifted his head up. He smiled kindly and got up to go put a shirt on. He walked back into the kitchen with a brown sweater and brown converse on. He told me he's going to go out and buy me more orange juice because he felt bad for drinking all of it this morning. I finished my crepes and put my plate in the sink. I could really get use to all the kindness. He's so nice...