𝘿𝙚𝙫𝙤𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 | Oliver Aiku x Reader

3

You stand there in shock outside the changing room, wondering if you're just having a real weird dream. One pinch against your arm assures you that you aren't, and you rub your arm as you mull over what's just happened.

Sendo? Into you?

Since when?

You rack your brains, thinking back to the last few times you'd hung out with the u-20 lot; you can't seem to recall any significant events that had involved Sendo, and by the time Aiku has changed back into his regular clothes, you've only confused yourself further.

"What's with that face?" He asks, taking in your perplexed expression, and you stick your tongue out at him.

"Shut up," You taunt back, following him as he walks out of the building. "You're just jealous 'cause you're so ugly."

"Right." He agrees sarcastically, that stupid smirk on his lips. "I'm the ugly one."

"Are you seriously calling me ugly?" You squawk indignantly, bumping his shoulder. "With a face like that?"

Aiku laughs good-naturedly, refusing to rise to the bait. He opens the car door for you, and you get inside, fastening your seatbelt as he starts the car.

"So, we're going out to eat now," He says, reversing his car- he narrowly misses scratching Niou's car, but he doesn't seem to care, leaning back in his seat casually. "You wanna come with? Or you want me to drop you home?"

"Um... I'll come, yeah." You aren't sure if you've chosen wisely, thinking back to what Sendo had said to you.

"Hey, you're making that face again," Aiku remprimands, and pokes your cheek. "What's up? Something's on your mind, I can tell."

You're hesitant to tell him for about a second, but then his gaze slips over to meet yours, those multicoloured eyes of his inviting you to speak. You oblige, and tell him what had happened outside the changing rooms.

He lets out a low whistle. "Dann, so Sendo finally told you, huh?"

"You knew?" You demand, face flushing slightly. "And you never thought to tell me?"

"Well, he never told me, but it was a bit obvious," Aiku shrugs. "Always laughing at your stupid jokes, blushing whenever you'd look his way- you really never realised?"

"No," You shake your head. "I genuinely didn't."

"So, what're you thinking?" Aiku keeps his eyes on the road, but you get the feeling he's watching you through his peripheral vision. "You gonna give him a chance?"

"I'm not sure yet," You admit, fidgeting with the edge of your cap. "Maybe? I mean, I've been single for a while, and he's hot, so why not, right?"

Aiku doesn't respond, and the rest of the car journey is in a heavy silence- you get the feeling that Aiku has something to say, but he never does, so you decide not to pry, content with relaxing in the passenger seat as he drives. Your eyes drift over to him, snagging on the way the muscles in his arms relax and tense as he drives, the smooth column of his neck, the sharp curve of his jaw-

You snap your eyes away, annoyed with yourself. Yes, he's attractive, but no, you are not stroking his ego by letting him know that.

He pulls up to the parking lot of the restaurant the u-20 lot are meeting at, and you hop out, stretching your arms.

The hem of your sweatshirt rides up a little as you stretch, exposing a sliver of your stomach, and you ignore the way Aiku's mismatched eyes snag onto it.

"Is anyone else here yet?" You ask, going to join him as he walks in.

"Think so," he answers, hands in his pockets. "Saw Neru's car when we arrived."