"You'll be my girlfriend until we graduate from high school, so try as hard as you can to act cute." she pushes weakly against my chest.
"Huh? You're going to refuse my orders? Fine. Then all I have to do is make you want to say yes. What are you sc...
"Kya Oikawa-san is so cool!" screams one of Oikawa-san's multiple fangirls as he pushes the volleyball over the net.
If I recall, that's a setter dump. He really is good.
The ball soars high over the court as Oikawa-san runs to receive it. He lands on a desk nearby.
Oh no!
"Ow ow ow!" he exclaims grabbing his ankle.
"Oh no! Oikawa-san!" screams the fangirl.
I run to him.
"Oikawa-san are you alright?" I say as I help him up.
"Yeah. I'm fine." he says bravely but he winces with pain as he steps onto his ankle.
"Oikawa!" yells his coach as he runs towards Oikawa-san.
"Are you alright?" his coach asks frantically. "Amano, take him to the infirmary."
"Yes, sir." I reply
🏐
In the infirmary, the doctor bandages his ankle, then leaves us be, Oikawa-san half sitting, half laying in bed.
He grabs my head towards him and kisses me, his tongue asking for entrance.
"Mmmf!"
I open my mouth slightly, and he immediately forces his tongue in.
I have no experience when it comes to kissing so he leads me, our tongues entangling.
"Misa-chan, you're so cute~" he groans into the kiss.
"Mmmf..."
🏐
The next day, he couldn't go to practice so we eat lunch on the roof.
"Oikawa-san, how's your ankle?" I ask him anxiously.
"Mmm~ it's okay." he says absentmindedly as he lays down on my lap.
"Oikawa-san...!"
"Feed me." he orders, pointing to his bento box.
I grab his bento box and his chopsticks and start to slowly feed him.
He grins, satisfied.
"The wind here is so nice and the view is even better here with you."
I blush.
🏐
That afternoon, we walk home together again. I was worried about his ankle but it seemed to have only been a slight sprain and he was walking fine.
He interlaced his fingers with mine the second he saw me.
I blush.
He grins at me, then he embraces me.
It's so warm...
I smile up at him.
"Thank you, Oikawa-san."
"You're welcome." he pats my head lovingly.
"By the way, I need to pick up my nephew. Come with me."
"You have a nephew?!"
🏐
"Tōru, you have a girlfriend?! And a super pretty one at that!" exclaims a sparky little boy with a buzzcut.
I blush profusely.
"You're a cute one." I smile at him.
He blushes.
"Hey, that's my girlfriend so don't go getting any ideas Takeru."
"Tōru, that's mean!" says Takeru-chan.
"Come to my house, Misa-chan." he says nonchalantly.
It should be fine if Takeru-chan is there...
"Okay." I reply.
🏐
He pushes me down onto his bed as he kisses me roughly, Takeru in the bathroom.
"Mmmf~ Oi-Oikawa-san- mmmf~"
"You taste so sweet Misa-chan~"
He slides his hand down my thigh, swerving over my flower.
"Mmmf~ no- Oikawa-san..."
He stops and instead just places his hand on my thigh.
He forces his tongue inside my mouth as we kiss, pinning my hands above my head.
When Takeru-chan came back, he saw us looking a bit dishevelled but I was so relieved that he didn't suspect anything.
"Let's play 'Snakes and Ladders' you two."
I nod, Oikawa-san smirks.
🏐
"Yay! I win!" says Oikawa-san proudly.
I clap, smiling. Takeru-chan pouts.
"Oikawa-san, the Interhigh is close, any teams worth challenging?" I ask him.
"Yeah. Karasuno and Shiratorizawa. But we'll win." he says nonchalantly.
"I'm rooting for you, Oikawa-san." I smile at him.
He quickly steals a kiss from my lips. Takeru-chan blushes and I do too.
"Tōru you pervert!" Takeru chastises, earning a wink from his uncle.
"Oikawa-san...really..." I fluster, trailing off.
My words are cut off as Oikawa-san's long, strong, muscular arms wrap around my small body. "Oi don't get any ideas Takeru, she's mine." he teases, to which Takeru-kun sticks out his tongue.
My cheeks were flushed as I smiled happily up at him.
He smirks at me as he pulls me close.
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