Started With A Prank {oikawa x seme male OC}

chp: 30

they walked to the mall first.

marcos had their arm draped over iwaizumi's shoulders. iwaizumi was leaning into their body, smiling as he was holding the hand right by his shoulder.

naību was walking in between oikawa and tsuyoi, smiling wide. then, she began to skip in between them, telling oikawa all about what she did yesterday.

"hey, we're gonna separate for a bit." marcos turned to the two, their white hair falling in front of their purple eyes, "we'll meet back in two hours, okay?"

oikawa and tsuyoi gave an 'okay' sign. the other two co-captains stared, having matching grimace faces as they both realized the captain's were so much in sync.

the five parted ways, naību with oikawa and tsuyoi. the two captains found it best, who knew what iwaizumi and marcos would get up to.

oikawa was getting very annoyed at all the people staring at them, more specifically the one's who were staring at tsuyoi. even the ones who came up to him, asking if he were okay and what happened.

oikawa got tired of it, tsuyoi's attention was focused on the fangirls and fanboys.

they walked by a cosmetic store, and the annoyance was not subsiding. oikawa had a tick mark on the side of his head, and luckily for the volleyball captain, he got an idea.

he grabbed naību's hand and then tsuyoi's hand, dragging them both into the store.

"tor- oikawa why are we coming in here?" tsuyoi asked.

oh, oikawa felt his heart skip a beat. his face flushing red and his hand feeling extra warmth of their hands being linked slightly.

was he about to say my first name?

oikawa took a deep breath, stopping and facing him. his free hand lifted up and pointed to tsuyoi's bruised face. the football player got the hint, completely forgetting he has an injury. even with all the people expressing their concerns.

"what can i do for you gentlemen today?"

the two looked to see a short female smiling wide to the both of them. oikawa felt tsuyoi pull away from his hand, and it hurt but he couldn't voice it or say anything.

he doesn't even know why tsuyoi would continue to hold his hand, or why he even grabbed it in the first place.

"can we get like a sample or whatever you guys do to cover up those bruises?" oikawa pointed to tsuyoi, "he got in a fight recently and so many people won't stop staring."

she smiled, "my favorite part of the job, follow me!" she turned and led them away.

tsuyoi and oikawa glanced at each other, the taller male did not want to follow. oikawa could read it through his eyes.

he grabbed tsuyoi's hand again, dragging him with him. he rolled his eyes at tsuyoi's pointless whining as he didn't want makeup on him. more accurately, having a stranger put it on him. naību skipped after them, grinning at their clasped hands.

they let go as tsuyoi was shoved down on the seat from oikawa putting his hands on his shoulders and forcing him down. tsuyoi grunted, grabbing oikawa's wrist and pulling him slightly closer. oikawa was so close to falling into his chest and onto his lap, if not for tsuyoi's leg slightly out to block him from completely falling.

"i don't like be shoved down, oikawa." tsuyoi smirked, "but i suppose it's not that bad when you do it."

oikawa flushed, getting out of tsuyoi's grasp and flicking his forehead right after. the female worker looked between the two and then to naību, the ten year old girl nodded her head. so, they both grinned.