𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐧 & 𝐏𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 [𝐈𝐰𝐚𝐎𝐢; 𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐡 𝐒𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥 𝐀𝐔]

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[ I w a i z u m i ]

Pulling up in front of Skusa's place, I turn off my car and stare at the house that's pretty packed. I'm starting to get second thoughts about this whole thing and I'm not sure why. Something is telling me that something is going to go completely wrong and I have a feeling that it involves Oikawa.

Spotting a white Lamborghini Urus driving down the road, it parks on the lawn and 4 people step down from the vehicle. One of them happens to be Oikawa. He's wearing a black oversized hoodie, black choker, black ripped-at-the-knee jeans, and white high-top vans. Okay, I'll admit, he does look nice.

Staying in my car for a bit longer, I notice Atsumu walking over. He was one of the people who stepped down from the SUV.

He knocks on my window, prompting me to step out. "You alright? For the first time I've known you... You seem a bit unsure of this party." He says as I walk around the front of my car to meet with him.

"I just have a gut feeling that something bad is going to happen, and I'm concerned that it involves Oikawa." At this, he tilts his head with a frown.

"He's going to be fine with all of us around. Especially you. Want to know why? Because I know you feel something toward him, something powerful. As long as you're around to protect him, everything is going to be just fine. Now come on, Omi is waiting for you." The faux blonde says, grabbing my wrist and dragging me toward the house.

Upon entering, I immediately head to the kitchen where it's less crowded. I want to be in a secluded space, I don't know why.

Standing up against the counter, I stare at the ground, suddenly feeling the want to go home. Within a few moments, Atsumu drags Sakusa over, the raven staring at me with a confused expression.

"Dude, what's up with you? You don't seem like your normal self." He says, making me roll my eyes in sudden annoyance. What is it with people noticing that I'm off?

"I told you!" Atsumu complains, huffing and crossing his arms. "Apparently, he believes that something isn't going to go as planned and that it involves Kawa. He's thinking too hard, and for the first time I've known him, he's overthinking." The faux blonde adds.

"Same here, Atsu," Sakusa responds, wrapping an arm around Atsumu's waist and pressing a kiss on his temple.

"Ugh, get a room," I say, rolling my eyes and walking off as the two chuckle. Walking outside to the backyard, I stand next to a tree before pulling out a cigarette and lighting it. Inhaling deeply, I pull the cigarette away from my lips and hold it for a few moments before exhaling a cloud of smoke.

Looking up, I notice the moon shining brightly above. I only smoke when I'm stressed out, never when I'm not. I have more strength than most people have. I'm able to control it, so I'm not too worried about health issues even if one smoke can do numbers on my lungs. If I had someone to live for, I'd stop completely.

"You know, smoking is bad for you." A feminine voice calls from beside me. Looking over, I spot a short girl with long dirty blonde hair looking up at me. She's pretty, really pretty.

"I know," I respond bluntly, placing the cigarette between my lips and inhaling again, holding it for a few seconds before exhaling another cloud of smoke.

"No need to be rude, just stating the truth. I'm Mei. You don't need to introduce yourself, everyone knows who you are." She says softly, looking up at the moon with me.

"Mmm." I hum, looking around until I spot Oikawa hanging with Makki and Mattsun. The brunette looks over at me, a look of disappointment and jealousy crossing his features. The girl takes a step toward me and this alone upsets him as he rushes off back inside with Makki and Mattsun following after him.

Why am I disappointed that he left? Ah, it's whatever. Not like I care... Right?

Mei grabs the cigarette from my hand and drops it to the floor, stepping on it. "How about we get out of here and go to your place?" She asks, clinging onto my arm just like that other girl did. I told my dad about her and he said fine to letting her go. He'd be happy that I brought over a different girl.

But why the fuck doesn't it seem right to me? It's like my subconscious is telling me that I already have someone when I don't- wait... it can't be Oikawa, can it? I mean, yeah, he's drop-dead gorgeous, but I don't actually like him, right? Fuck, I'm so confused. I did go to my friends for help, but now I'm not too sure about my feelings anymore. I'm having a sexuality crisis because of him.

Fuck, Oikawa! He's the one doing this to me! I don't know who I am anymore and I'm sick of it.

Before one of us can say anything, Makki runs over to me, breathing heavily. "I can't find Oikawa! He ran off and we lost him in the crowd! We don't know where he went! We're trying to find him, but you know how big Sakusa's house is!" That's all it takes for me to remove Mei from my arm and follow Makki inside.

Running inside, I look around until I find the stairs. "No one is allowed up there, I doubt he-" Mattsun starts, but I go up anyway.

Checking every room, I come up to one that's locked. This isn't Sakusa's room, and the only way you could lock it is from the inside. He told me that his parents are gone, so there's no fucking way someone is in this room. Only Oikawa and some other bastard.

Kicking the door open, my eyes settle on a man sliding his hand up Oikawa's shirt. The brunette trembles violently, his mouth covered by a hand as tears slide down his face. The man turns around and gulps.

Walking over, I turn him around before punching him in the face and throwing him to the side. Oikawa rushes to me, sinking into my arms as some of the others run into the room. I keep him close to me, not letting go for anything. "Shh, you're okay." I shush him softly, running my fingers through his hair. "Deal with that motherfucker." I demand, Ushijima and Bokuto walking over to the guy and picking him up by his arms, pulling him out of the room.

"You should take him home..." Atsumu mumbles as I nod, guiding Oikawa downstairs and out of the house. Opening the passenger side door for him, he slides in. Walking around the front of the car, I slide into the driver's seat and start up the car.

The brunette sniffles, new tears sliding down his face. I feel so guilty. It's my fault he ran off and it's probably my fault he got taken upstairs. He was most likely threatened because I don't think he'd go up there willingly. I mean, come on, he was crying for fuck'sake.

He didn't want it, and that guy just decided to fucking push the limits.

Making it to his house, I park in front of the gate, both of us quiet as he stares at his house. "Thank you..." He mumbles, looking over at me.

"You were in trouble, what else was I supposed to do?"

"You hate me... So I really don't understand why. I didn't do anything to you, so why? It kills me not knowing the answer." He says in a pleading tone, his eyes continuing to gloss over. My heart cracks in response.

Here goes nothing.

"I don't hate you, not anymore. Something about you just pissed me off. That face of yours... You're like a walking deity, Oikawa. I want to look at you the way other people look at you, but I decide against it. I don't know how feelings work, I really don't. A few of my friends say that I like you, even my mom thinks so. But I just don't know how to go about it because I'm confused, so fucking confused." I say, looking out the window.

"Have you ever been in a relationship with a guy?" He asks.

"No, I haven't."

"That's why you're confused. Don't think too hard about it, just ask yourself some questions and answer them the best you can... But thank you again." He says, leaning over and pressing a small kiss on my cheek. Heat rises up my neck as he steps out of the car and shuts the door, rushing off past the gate and inside the house.

Biting my bottom lip, I turn the car around and park in my driveway before stepping out. Locking my car, I yawn and step inside the house, immediately heading for my room. Looking out my window, I see Oikawa's light on.

Finding myself staring at him, I shake my head and change into something comfier before walking over to my bed and laying down. Staring at the ceiling, I bring my hand up to my cheek and smile to myself.

That felt right...