~Oikawa~
"Move over asshole!" A shoulder is shoved by the others'
"No stay on your side!" The shoulder is shoved back by the other, both boys seated on the couch.
"Dammit!" Winning music plays from the speakers. "Now he won and It's all your fault!"
"My fault!? You are the one who kept shoving me!!"
"Yeah because you were messing me up!"
"Was not!"
"Was too!"
"Oh, my god guys!" Mattsun yells over the two, still smiling having won the round. "You both sabotaged each other, let it go." They both glare at him while he takes a sip of water. "You are literal children." Iwaizumi glares more and then throws a pillow that had fallen to the ground during their battle, causing Oikawa to laugh.
"Fuck you." Mattsun pouts.
"So rude, not my fault you suck at this game."
"Hey, I only lost because this idiot messed me up!" Oikawa smirks because he did kind of do it on purpose. Mattsun laughs and Iwaizumi glares and kicks Oikawa, hard enough where he falls off the couch.
"Hey!" Iwaizumi smirks and Oikawa dramatically lays on his back. "You've officially killed me. I hope you're happy."
"Yeah well, dead people don't talk." He kicks Oikawa again in his stomach, smirking as Oikawa groans in pain.
"So rude." Iwaizumi shrugs and Mattsun just shakes his head.
"I'm so done with you guys." Oikawa laughs and looks at Mattsun, him upside down with the way Oikawa is laying.
"You're the one who chose to be our friend."
"Yes, something I regret daily." Iwaizumi rolls his eyes before they are all interrupted by a phone ringing. Iwaizumi picks it up off the couch to check.
"It's Akaashi." Oikawa yelps and catches the phone right before it hits him in the face.
"You could have just handed it to me." Iwaizumi shrugs and Oikawa sits up before answering, still sitting on the floor. "Hello?"
'Bitch finally I've literally been texting you.' Oikawa cringes.
"Shit sorry I wasn't really paying attention to my phone."
'Well, that's shocking.'
"Hey!"
'Hey just speaking the truth. What have you been doing then?'
"Uhh..." Oikawa looks around at Iwaizumi and Mattsun who moved from the chair to the couch, now next to Iwaizumi, looking at something on his phone. "Nothing?" He hears Akaashi sigh.
'Are you really with him right now?'
"I'm at Makki's hanging out."
'And he's there.' Oikawa bites his lip a little.
"Maybe..." Akaashi groans in both annoyance and disappointment.
'Come on Kawa I said text him not hang out with him!'
"I will hang up on you."
'Fine, but this isn't over.'
"Yeah yeah, anyway what's up?"
'Well since you haven't been on your phone I'm assuming you didn't see Suga's text a half hour ago.' Oikawa clicks his tongue.
"Oops."
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Off The Ice
FanfictionOikawa, Suga and Akaashi were figure skaters. They all needed that freedom and the feeling of the ice. The feeling was enough to overpower the rude and hurtful comments of the hockey team who shared their rink. But they're teenagers in high school...