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Song tip: fool- cavetown
"I am just a fool who keeps on chasing after nothing great. You are just a fool to keep pretending that you're loving me"
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Suga had texted a few times on his work break to make sure Oikawa was okay but Iwaizumi didn't like Oikawa being on his phone that much so he didn't respond.
Suga couldn't leave to check on him, his boss had given him a stern warning about randomly leaving work occasionally. He decided to text Kuroo and ask him to go instead since the man lived closer. Kuroo replied with a jokey 'sure thing, sweetness' which made Suga chuckle at his friend's antics.
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"Yo Oiks! Where you at?!"
Oikawa walked in from his kitchen, shushing Kuroo who had just burst through the door.
"Shh! Iwa's sleeping."
"Uhm...okay..."
Oikawa noticed Tsukishima standing behind Kuroo and offered him a kind smile that was gladly reciprocated.
"So, Oiks, Suga was worried bout' cha!"
Oikawa just stared back at Kuroo for a moment as the man awkwardly shuffled on his feet.
"Oh...well, I'm fine."
Oikawa offered the two men another smile before the silence came back. Tsukishima decided to break the tension, not being used to silence as Kuroo and his friend's loudmouths were always present. Not that he was really complaining.
"Wanna go on a walk with us?"
"I don't know if Iwa-chan would like that."
Tsukishima had to grip onto Kuroo's hand to stop his boyfriend doing or saying anything rash. Last time, that ended up with Oikawa in hospital. He'd only talk to Iwaizumi for two months after that.
"Cmon Oiks, just a little stroll."
"I don't think so Kuroo. Iwa-"
"Forget about him! He's sleepin' right?! So let's go!"
Kuroo raised his voice and Oikawa flinched back. Tsukishima placed a hand on Kuroo's shoulder, the gesture silently telling the man that he had done something wrong.
"Shit."
Kuroo cursed as he watched Oikawa tremble, his eyes wide and body cowered. Tsukishima stepped out infront of Kuroo carefully and placed a hand on Oikawa's head as he softly played with the man's golden locks. Soft head rubs always calmed him down. Oikawa's heavy breathing slowly returned back to it's normal pace as he closed his eyes, slightly nuzzling into Tsukishima's hand.
