♯ what happens when one day oikawa receives a handful of letters from his future self asking him his assistance to change the future?
and why exactly do they revolve around his annoyingly cute junior again?
an orange au (?)
started on :: 04/09/21
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He was re reading the bento letter over and over hoping to find even one clue on why him not doing it made the younger faint out. He didn't realize it was already past 12 until he got a text from Iwa chan.
cactus chan~ ik ur awake. gts trash.
The green eyed boy had peculiar ways to show care.
me waah iwa chan are you worried about my beauty sleep?
cactus chan~ get fucked. night.
He chuckled at his screen and plugged his phone in to charge. Then he sprawled out on the floor feeling tired after all the reading and thinking.
Pretty people shouldn't have to worry so much! Where are his privileges now??
He sighed feeling the cold floor soothing his mind and sleep pulling at his eyes. He should probably sleep but then he wouldn't get his deep thinking hours for the day in.
Tobio wasn't supposed to be this hard to figure out. But then again, there was something a bit weird about him always. He just doesn't understand this weird obsession his future self has with his kouhai. Did something happen in the future that he's so worried about these things?
These so called "regrets". There's something so wrong about it.
Couldn't his future self send money instead of this suspicious bunch of letters??
Although he still can't get over the fact that HE INVENTED TIME TRAVEL!
Okay maybe he didn't but he was sure he's the first one to be contacted by his future self. He should probably contact Discovery Channel instead of trying these stupid task. He could have his own show about aliens and time travel.
He might even get people to finally believe that Elon Musk is actually an alien invading earth and planning human annihilation. Iwa chan will regret hitting him for this when it comes true!
"Hmph." he rolled over his stomach and sighed.
He totally forgot what he was supposed to think about.
Oh right, Ugly Tobio chan.
The same annoying underclassmen who has been avoiding them. Goes missing during lunch. Has been looking sick and weak.
Avoiding them at lunch.
Looking sick and weak after avoiding them at lunch.
"Um I had a heavy breakfast. I'm not hungry." definitely nervous and trying to evade.
He kept thinking about the past few days and Tobio. He had been avoiding them and looking weak since the day of the 2nd letter. The letter which asked Tooru to make him lunch. Tobio seemed nervous about it.
Hmm, avoiding them at lunch. Lookin sick. Nervous about his lunch. Hmm...
He sat up as his eyes widen.
Holy shit.
No. Fuck.
"No fucking way. No. Just no." he hurried to his night stand and took his phone out of the charger quickly. He opened Google and type it out word by word.
"signs of eating disorder." he hit enter as a thousand of websites and articles open up before him. He took a deep breath before clicking on the first one.
He skimmed through most of the text and stopped right at the bulletpoints of signs. He read through them and cursed audibly.
Tooru didn't fucking knew Tobio well enough to be able to match the signs.
He clicked off the website and kept his phone open at the page. He had a feeling most of the sites will say the same thing. He sighed as he closed his phone and laid back down at the floor.
Tooru doesn't know Tobio. He shouldn't even be thinking of such a possibility. It's Tobio chan after all. He's a volleyball idiot. That's all he could worry about. He's the very last person who could have such a thing!
But the ball of nerves in his stomach says otherwise.
He turned to look at the board full of pictures above his desks. It was supposed to be for sticky notes or important reminders but he could barely see anything other than a whole mirage of pictures.
They mostly consisted of him and Iwa chan. The latter wasn't the biggest fan of taking pictures but he somehow indulge Tooru's obsession for capturing moments. There were also pictures of Mattsun and Makki. Some pretty pictures of skies and flowers. His sister called him cringe for them more than once but who cares? He loves his aesthetics!
He snorted at the thought. He was laying on the floor and looking up at the board trying to remember the stories behind the pictures as one particular picture caught his eye.
It was half hidden behind another picture. He got up and walked towards the desk. He slowly slipped pulled out the pin and took out the picture.
It was a picture of Tobio.
Well it was the only picture of Tobio he had. He remembers the day it was taken. Their club had taken them out on a small camp for relaxing or whatever. Tobio being the cute little shit he was, followed behind Tooru the entire time and someone took a picture of them.
He was sticking out his tongue at the younger who had that confused pout he does. Tooru doesn't know why he kept it to be honest. It wasn't even a good picture.
It was goddamn blurry.
He wanted to throw it away. He doesn't want to have Tobio chan on his board of moments. It's for important stuff only.
Yet he didn't.
He scowled and pinned the picture back in its hidden place and sat down on the floor. He was frustrated and he didn't knew why.
He stared at the letter lying beside his feet.
Damn it, Future Tooru.
He grunted and took out his phone to open Google.
"easy bento ideas."
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A/N :
i kinda copied the idea of pictures board or wall from my other story. totally worth it though. it's one of my top oikawa headcanons.
anyways, it's august yall.
may your air be salted and doors be rusted!
hope yall enjoy!~
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