"The way you've always admired me from afar... honestly it's adorable"
Y/N L/N, a member of the Aoba Johsai science club. He's often referred to as one of the smartest students, and many teachers seem to like him. Y/N is rather good looking, and yet...
Day 6, Week 1~ I gave Oikawa the note to ask him out. It took a while and some unexpected things happened along the way, like Oikawa thinking that I was going to break up with him, but I managed to give him the note and he said that he would love to go on a date with me. Now I'm going to have to make sure that the entirety of my house is clean because he's coming over to hang out with me at my place. I hope my mom doesn't embarrass me.
I walked around the house, doing one last check, making sure that I had properly cleaned everything. I was a bit of a germaphobe when it came to stuff like that. I typically kept the entire house clean, but lately I had been too distracted to properly clean for a while, and it's not as if my mom was neat.
"Well well well, someone decided to clean the house I see." My mother walked into the room, a smile on her face at the sight of the squeaky clean house. "What's the special occasion? Or did you just feel like cleaning up my mess because it was getting on your nerves?"
"Oh uh- I invited someone over to hang out with me today." I mumbled.
"Oh? Is it Asako? Or perhaps it was that boy who you went out with last weekend? What was his name again?" She put her hand to her chin.
"Oikawa, it's Oikawa. He- He's the one who's coming over today." I muttered.
"Ah! That's wonderful! Let me know if you two need anything." My mother smiled.
"A-actually, do you think you could help me pick out an outfit? Asako is busy right now and I usually ask her for fashion advice since I'm practically useless when it comes to that."
"Aw! Of course. I'll make sure you look amazing!" My mother happily grabbed my hand and dragged me into my room.
The two of us went through outfit after outfit, until we finally settled on something. A beige turtleneck sweater and plaid brown pants.
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(something like this, feel free to change the outfit if you don't like it)
"Great! You look amazing, Y/N. I'm sure Oikawa will be impressed." My mother smiled, proud of her ability to dress me exceptionally well.
"Thanks mom, you're the best." I smiled.
I jumped at the sound of the doorbell ringing. "Ah! Just wait a minute, I'll get the door." My mother quickly rushed to the door.
"M-mom! Wait-" I was cut off by the sound of the door opening.
"Well hello there, Oikawa! Y/N told me that you would be coming over today." My mother smiled brightly at Oikawa, welcoming him into the house.
"It's quite the pleasure to see you again, Ms. L/N." Oikawa smiled as he walked through the door. "Wow, you have quite the nice place here, it's very neat."
"Oh well Y/N cleaned everything up, he's much more organized than I am. I'm sure that he'd make a great housewife-"
"M-mom! Don't say that! It's embarrassing!" I blushed. "J-just ignore her- Let's just go to my room, Kawa." I quickly grabbed his wrist and tugged him along with me to my room.
"Alright, have fun you two! But not too much fun!" My mom shouted.
I pushed Oikawa into my room and quickly closed the door. "I'm so sorry about her."
"No need to apologize, your mother is very nice, and she wasn't wrong, you know." Oikawa looked over to me, and I tilted my head to the side. "You would make quite a good housewife."
I blushed, burying my face in my hands. "D-don't say stuff like that." I mumbled.
Oikawa wrapped his arms around my waist, his chest pressed up against my back. "Would you rather have me be your housewife, perhaps?" Oikawa whispered.
I turned around and buried my face in his chest. "I doubt that you'd be very good at that even if you tried." I giggled. "Do you even know how to cook?" I looked up at Oikawa.
"Maybe I don't, but I'd be willing to learn for you." Oikawa winked at me.
I giggled and jokingly pushed Oikawa's chest. "You'd probably find a way to poison me with your cooking by accident, but I guess there isn't any reason for you to cook. I mean I wouldn't mind being your housewife, but only if you're rich."
"So if I'm rich you'll marry me?" Oikawa tilted his head, and I simply nodded in response. "Guess I have a new goal in life then, get rich, and get you to marry me."
I blushed, "I'm sure that you'll have a pretty hard time with that, it's hard to get rich if you're dumb."
"Well I won't have to worry about being smart, I'll become a famous volleyball player, then we'll be rich, living happily together and traveling all over." Oikawa smiled triumphantly.
I laughed, "Yeah, good luck with that." I shook my head. "You'll hardly even have to be rich for me to marry you." I whispered, hoping that Oikawa didn't hear anything.
A bright blush dusted over Oikawa's cheeks. "G-guess I'll need all of the luck I can get." Oikawa leaned down and buried his face in the crook of my neck.
I gently ran my fingers through Oikawa's hair. "Guess you probably will." I mumbled, wrapping my arms around his neck.
