You woke up around 5:30 a.m. Still lying on Kuroo's bed. Y/N didn't feel like going to school today, but she is obliged to return someone's jacket that she called 'borrowed for one night'.
Y/N lazily blinked her eyes at the ceiling and looked over to the window. The sun hasn't shown up yet. The chirping of birds and the light of dawn prompted Y/N to move.
Waves of lethargy hit your brain. You wished Monday would've never come for your ass, but you've got responsibilities.
Y/N got off the bed slowly and made her way to the bathroom. You looked into the mirror, and it was awful. Y/N looked haggard, with blotchy bruises on her neck. You put your hand on the sink and looked at your messy self in the mirror. "We've got to do a lot of work, Y/N you signed up for this, and now it's your responsibility to take yourself out of this mess."
Y/N herself gave a pep talk and started to get ready. You put on some music and started off with your morning chores.
You made sure that you brought your school uniform just in case you stayed up late for unknown reasons, and you patted yourself on the back for it. The plan was to get ready at Kuroo's house, catch the Shinkansen to Miyagi, drop in to your house, pick up your school bag, and make a run to Seijoh.
You got dressed and did your hair. Y/N's thighs were plastered with Hickey's from yesterday night. "God, this is so embarrassing," you annoyingly said.
You're not mad at Hickey's, but covering that shit up is a lot of work, and you hate it every single time. The amount of foundation you emptied is no joke.
Y/N neatly put on the stockings and dabbled some foundation on the little visible area. You also thoroughly covered the bruises on your neck.
You looked into the mirror, and there she was-the cold and stern wallflower of Seijoh is back. Neatly dressed up like the good girl she is.
It was 6:30; now your school starts at 8:30; if you include the morning assembly, it would be around 8:45.
Y/n neatly folded Kuroo's bed sheet and made sure to clean up any mess. Not that she did any; Y/N is very particular with other people's stuff, so she was always careful.
You made sure you took Oikawas jacket from the dryer. Washed, dried and now neatly folded.
Y/N kept his jacket into a neat plastic bag that had a cute alien sticker on it. It was a random plastic bag you carried with for emergencies.
The morning sun peered into the Kuroo household, and you decided to leave.
Y/N saw a conbini store and bought one onigiri and one egg sando to go. You loved Tokyo's conbini food, and it's the best.
You got on the Shinkasen to Miyagi and decided to call Kuroo and inform him of all the important details he wanted to know, but you skipped the Oikawa part. Y/N decided she would let Kuroo know about these details after some time. It wasn't that big of a deal, she thought.
Creating a mess and getting out of them is Y/N's talent. It's like she thrives in chaos, or chaos comes and finds her.
Y/N looked outside the Shinkansen window. Tokyo looked beautiful in the morning, and you could see tiny Fujisan peeking from the clouds. It will only take 90 minutes to reach Miyagi via a Shinkansen, even though it's expensive.
You didn't have any plan for how you'd deal with Oikawa. You have no clue how you will confront him and explain things to him. You know what he will be asking, and now he is curious about you. You can't deny the fact that Y/n L/n got the attention of Oikawa Tooru, and you hated the mess you brought into your life.
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MY PERVERT | T.Oikawa
FanfictionOikawa Tooru x Fem reader Noun PERVERT /ˈpəːvəːt/ //a person whose sexual behaviour is regarded as abnormal and unacceptable// "Everybody has their own secrets, and sometimes people slip, and unfortunately, Oikawa witnessed The biggest slip of Y...