Not just a script! OiSuga

Chapter 6

Sugawara's POV:

-2 week time skip after oikawa's confession to iwa-chan brought to you by authors unreliability to plan a story before writing it-

I've never been a guy to blush easily.
Sure, i'd go a bit red when in a super embarrassing situation or a little hot whenever Oikawa and I would (not so) friendly flirt with one another.
But never something you'd pick up on, until today.

I don't know what happened in my sleep to have woken up with the ability to turn into a tomato at every word Oikawa let out but something was terribly wrong.

"Hey pretty boy." Oikawa greeted the moment he opened his front door for me.
I was at his house, again. Just like more or less everyday.
We never went to mine, it was always Oikawa's. My house made me feel empty.
Sure, Oikawa being there made it better but being in Oikawa's house, surrounded by everything Oikawa, felt safer.

"Hey asshole." I greeted back, smiling at him in a sort of mischievous manner.

"Romantic." Oikawa joked, closing the door behind us. "Talk dirty to me darling."

As i said, tomato.

Maybe i woke up with an extra pack of hormones today because each word made my mind wonder, far. Talk and dirty and to and me and darling. It made me want to look him down into the eyes and make him say it again, genuinely.
I imagined his voice being just above a whisper as he spoke. As if i was a delicate objects. As if he looked at me and saw something priceless he needed to handle it with delicacy but wanting nothing more but to own it.

All the thoughts clustering my mind made me forgot to actually reply, leaving an awkward silence in the air.
I panicked, and said, "Mud."

...

"...Mud?"

"Are you turned on?"

"Hard as a rock."
And i didn't even want to reply to this one. I think this conversation needed to end for my own good. I may explode. And what more perfect way to do that than just walking out the room.
"Uh, hey? Where are you off to?"

"Your room."

"Woah. You're really into this huh?" He teased, Not dropping the subject.

I wanted to run out of his house so i didn't have to face him with my painted red face. I was so embarrassed by my look i was afraid my voice would come out in a squeak. "You have no idea."

Oikawa sped up to me before i even made it upstairs, grabbing my wrist and skilfully spinning my around so i faced him. He smirked. That stupid signature smirk of his. Stupid stupid stupid. Stupid sexy smirk.
"Koushi~" He whistled my given name. God what is this man doing to me today. "You're all red. Do i really make you that flustered?"

I took a deep breathe in. Realising there really wasn't an escape from this, i decided to role with it, because he had to drop out soon if i teased him instead.... hopefully. Hopefully because i wouldn't know what to do if he didn't drop it.
I forced my body to relax under his touch on my wrist and plastered a smile on my face. "Tooru.." I started without any thoughts of where this was going. I took a step forward, giving him very little personal space.
Alright, here goes nothing. "I'm only blushing at the thought of you whimpering underneath me." The words came out in a flirtatious voice i didn't even know i was capable of. My heart beat quickened, i was genuinely afraid i might pass out.

In a second, Oikawa's hand detached from my wrist then slapped onto his face. Who's the tomato now?

Despite that being the most embarrassing and awkward and weirdest thing i may have every said to Oikawa, the power of making him blush from my words was overwhelming in a great way.
That's going to keep me up tonight.

"Don't." Is all he managed.

I laughed and whacked him on the head, playfully. Well, at least that's over and done with. "Come on, loser."
He didn't move. He stood like a statute. An incredibly flustered statue. I'm going to over think this way too much. Like, why is Oikawa blushing at something i said? Why do i hold that power? What does that mean?
I didn't wait up for him. I left to his room and let him do whatever he pleased.

It didn't take long for him to join me, completely reset. "It's a bit of a mess." He pointed out the obvious with a sheepish apology.
There were clothes all over the floor and his bed was left unmade. Plates on the table with left over crumbs. Almost as messy as my room. "Iwa-chan came over and he gets a little careless with my stuff."

"Careless?" I questioned. Like.. out of spite or what.

"Yeah. Like when we were kids and we'd make a mess everywhere we went. Don't think he's grown out of it yet." He shrugged his shoulders. "Though his room is pretty clean so i wonder if he's just doing it to piss me off..."

"Sounds like Iwaizumi." He laughed at this. The topic was making me a little uncomfortable. I mean, don't get me wrong, Iwaizumi is a great friend. To Oikawa of course, but i've hung out with him a few times, texted here and there, we're friends. But there's always going to be that tension there...
I continue the conversation nevertheless as an attempt to get some useful information.. "So, how's the disastrous crush on straight boy going?"

"Ha ha, funny." Sarcasm, if it wasn't obvious. "If you must know.."

"I must."
I really must.

"It's going good. I think... i think i can comfortably say i'm not that into him anymore? Maybe... I don't know." I feel myself smile a little at this. I felt like an awful person for doing so but who can blame me. Oikawa no longer pinning over another guy is an open door opportunity. "Like... ugh i don't know." He groaned, failing to get the words out.

However, i pushed him to continue because i'm feeling extra nosey today. "Like..?"

"Like... i don't feel the crush feeling around him anymore. I just feel like a friend. But there's still those certain times i can appreciate him or get a little jealous at the sight of him talking to someone else. But hey, it's only been two weeks so."

I hummed in acknowledgment. In all honesty, Oikawa is moving on much faster than i would have ever imagined. Personally, if i were to confess to get rejected, it would take me months at the least.
Though, i suppose the situations are a little different.
Oikawa got rejected because Iwaizumi is straight and Oikawa knew that before hand.
I would get rejected simply because oikawa doesn't like me and then i would loose the only thing that keeps me sane and alive so i would never really get over it since i'd be sitting in my bedroom all day everyday feeling completely numb, empty, tired, lonely-

You get it.