Started With A Prank {oikawa x seme male OC}

chp: 24

"hey, oikawa can i get a pencil?" tsuyoi asked, rummaging through his bag and scratching his head.

he pursed his lips as he was thinking back on where he left it. he was doing some studying with kageyama and marcos, he wondered if he left it on his desk. the only reason why kageyama and marcos were aloud over was because they were studying.

tsuyoi stopped looking through his bag, cocking a brow and looking at the volleyball captain.

oikawa had the eraser on his lips as he looked at their assignment that was given to them. his lips were formed in a slight pout as he chewed on the eraser slightly, his finger tapping his chin, his eyes narrowing.

tsuyoi blinked, shaking out of his thoughts.

"oikawa, did you hear me?" oikawa didn't even blink at tsuyoi's voice. he just took his pencil and marked an answer before looking at the next question. "are... are you ignoring me?" tsuyoi was amused.

~~

"you actually ignored him?" tasha asked.

oikawa nodded his head quickly, "flawless right?"

"tooru, you ignored me for like a day." tsuyoi said.

"but it grabbed your attention right? so it worked. i say my plan was 100% full proof."

"it was full proof for a day."

"shhhh." oikawa shoved tsuyoi's face a bit, "let me have this." tsuyoi rolled his eyes, flicking his forehead and going back to the story.

~~

oikawa turned to the girl next to him on his other side, "hey, what'd you get for number 7?"

she blushed at him, "y-yeah, i got a." she said.

"it's actually d, a is the worst option." tsuyoi said, but oikawa marked a anyways.

tsuyoi's eyebrows twitched, he was the smartest in the school, and that female was one of the dumbest. he was amused at first, but now that oikawa's education was at risk, it wasn't amusing. and he definitely wasn't amused that oikawa smirked a bit.

tsuyoi scoffed, looking at his paper. oikawa looked at him, seeing him not focused on him. so, he quickly erased the answer for number 7 and put d down.

tsuyoi got a pencil from the male in front of him. he began to tap oikawa's desk, but the brunette just hummed and turned his paper over. tsuyoi's eyebrow twitched again, so he did what he usually did to get on oikawa's nerves....

... he began to poke oikawa's cheek, he pulled his pencil back, pouring a bit of his water on it, using his sleeve to dry his desk and then began tapping the wet pencil on oikawa's cheek.

oikawa almost let out a grimace, but didn't. he almost took a deep breath to calm himself from how annoying tsuyoi was being, but he didn't. this is what he wanted, so far, it was working.

after a few minutes, tsuyoi quickly circled the answers. as oikawa was ignoring him and not giving him a pencil, he looked over the paper, read the questions and answers and knew automatically which ones were correct and wrong.

he got up and gave it to their sensei, mrs.sanna, he adjusted his tie slightly. she looked at him, her eyes going to his hand over his tie, but she wasn't the only one.

his body was slightly facing the class, so not only were the girls staring, but so were most of the boys. one being oikawa.

"i need to step out for a bit, i need to call my father. family emergency." he said, his hand on her desk, he leaned on it.

oikawa looked at tsuyoi's hands, seeing veins pop out of his hands.

mrs.sanna quickly adjusted her glasses, clearing her throat, "yes, of course mr.aiko. say 'hi' to your father for me."

tsuyoi gave a closed eyed smile, his mouth a bit strained. "of course." he bowed slightly and left the classroom.

he walked towards the bathroom, he opened the door and saw marcos leaning against the wall.

"so?" tsuyoi asked, "why'd you call me?"

marcos pulled their phone out, walking towards their best friend. they showed a photo of a nice sapphire purple color shirt and then a white.

"which shirt for my date?" they asked, cupping their cheek and continuing to swipe through the two photos.

tsuyoi blinked, smacking the back of their head. "goddamn it marcos, you said it was an emergency!"

"it is! i'm stumped!" they whined, "i have to look the best for haji."

"i'm leaving. i'm missing out on being in oikawa's presence for this dumb reason." he turned and went to open the bathroom door, marcos whining about how tsuyoi was a terrible best friend. tsuyoi rolled his eyes. "next time, just text me, and the purple." he then left, hearing marcos call him the greatest best friend.

tsuyoi went back to his classroom, stretching his limbs a bit as he opened the door. he fiddled with his tie, wishing he could re-do it but he still didn't know how to tie a tie or do anything with it.

he walked back to his desk, giving his famous dazzling smile to the ones looking at him curiously. they blushed and faced away, he glanced at oikawa through his peripheral vision, but to his dismay, the captain didn't bat him an eye.

tsuyoi hated to be ignored.

the class came to an end, and it was lunch time.

"hey, oikawa." tsuyoi said, but the shorter male quickly left.

tsuyoi pursed his lips, cupping his cheek in thought. the male didn't have a bento, so he was probably going to the cafetería to get food. which doesn't usually happen. he remembered marcos saying something about the volleyball team having a little lunch meeting from iwaizumi. just like them.

so, he concluded he would keep an eye on oikawa. he began to get a queasy feeling in his stomach and chest. not in the 'my sister is in danger' type, this one was a bit different. it was the 'something bad is about to happen in the next few minutes' type of feeling.

he meet up with marcos, looking at his slightly shorter best friend.

"does something seem off?" tsuyoi asked.

marcos subtly nodded their head, "i wasn't going to say anything in case it was just me."

they both hummed, continuing their way to the cafeteria. the football players always ate as a team during lunch, it was forced by their coach for 'team bonding' in reality it was to keep and eye on tsuyoi. coach sinka wasn't allowed to let him stray too far or yotta would kill him.

tsuyoi and marcos hopped in line and got their food. tsuyoi glanced up, seeing oikawa a couple of people down, paying for his food and walking away.

once they grabbed their food and paid, they took a few steps and tsuyoi glanced at his team. his queasy feeling answered as he felt nothing but anger.