No. 1 ♡ // Oikawa X Reader

chapter 5

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Oikawa's pov - part 2:

After some conversation, she offers me a drink-orange crush. I hate orange crush, but I take it anyway. Maybe it's not so bad. Am I being delusional?

"Hey, book girl, how can we play the guitar? Show me a bit pleaseeeee.." I ask with curiosity.

We were both in the music room, she's busy with taking some notes and occasionally drinking her strawberry flavoured drink.

Finally, she pays attention to me, with such a cute grumpy face. She then explains the chords and how to play it. Even though I understand or remember nothing, I watch her explain closely.

Her calm tone, the way a strand of hair is resting on her face, then she moved it away, the movements of her lips, is she wearing lipgloss? Her lashes are long... and her fingers on the guitar strings, perfectly trimmed nails-what a sight! I still don't know her name.

"So, Oikawa-san, do you understand that part? It might be new to you, but with practice, you'll excel in playing the guitar."

She speaks with the most melodious voice. I bet she sings well too. I suddenly imagine an angry chihuahua singing. Pffftttt~~~

"Ayyyyyy, Book girl-chan!" I whine, "I don't understand a bit. How is it even possible to remember all these chords and everything! And look, my fingers are bleeding now, aahhh!"

Ah the look on her face, when I act like dramatic annoying baby, is everything. She loves calling me asshole, dickhead and dramatic. So cute hahahaha.

"Oh my heavens, Oikawa-san, you're so annoying!! Here, let me help," she says, taking my hand and using bandages on my new guitar-induced wounds.

All I can think about is her fingers on mine---so delicate. I look at her when she's treating my wounds watching her up so close. She gently placed a bandage and wrapped it around my finger. Her hands are small compared to mine. She's wearing a silver ring on her right thumb, it feels cold against my skin when she handles my fingers well. Her touch gives me chills.

"There you go." She says finishing her treatment. "Playing guitar can be a bit irritating at first, but it's worth it all."

Holy hell, she smiles.

I want to.... I want to....

"Book girl chan, why do you decided to do music?"
I look away trying to distract myself from staring at her. She's taking notes again, and she looks at me.

"Um this might sound stupid... well, I wanted to create something, give something to the world. Music heals people, makes them cry in happiness and sadness. It makes us nostalgic. It's a powerful thing, a portal to different worlds, different times, don't you think? It's fascinating to me. So, I want to create music that touches people's hearts, makes them remember the tunes, and realize that they're not alone..."

She's deep. That was, amazing...

"So noble hahaha, but it is not stupid at all. That's actually... I never thought it's that deep, book girl chan. You're amazing, honestly!"

"Thank you.. appreciate it." She smiles a bit and goes back to taking notes.
Did I notice a slight blush on her cheeks?

"Hey book girl-chan, care to give me a sip from your drink?"

I suddenly ask her hoping she'd agree. She did! And I tasted it. Well, tastes good actually. Then I suddenly realized, I drank from the same can, same place book girl drank, it's an indirect kiss! I couldn't hide my excitement.

Book girl got so annoyed haha. That's cutee. She is hell bent on not accepting that we had an Indirect kiss. So stubborn! Makes me laugh.

After a while, I realize I need to get back to practicing. I want to stay longer with her. But I know I'll meet her again. So, for now I decide to leave.

As I bid her farewell, she did't even lift her head up to look at me. It's crazy; she's making me all worked up and I enjoy it.

I want her to look at me.

I walk to the front of her desk. She's not looking at me still. I slowly leaned myself down and gently touch her chin with two of my fingers, she's soft. Then I lift her chin to meet my eyes, slowly. She looks surprised---wait, is she blushing?
Oh my God, how adorable! I gaze into her beautiful eyes looking at me for answers.

My gaze travels to her left eye, right eye, and her nose, cheeks, and finally her lips. I stop at her lips. They are parted slightly, they look so..... kissable. My face is just inches apart. I feel like somebody is pushing me from behind, a strange force pushing me towards this girl..
I lean even closer, I feel her sped up breaths, I hear her heartbeat. Her eyes frozen, still fixed on me. I feel lost. I am so lost. My whole body aches.

I want to kiss her...

I almost did it---I almost felt her on my lips. Almost...

I finally managed to tell her, "See you soon." As my heart's beating the hell out of my chest, I turned around to leave, not even showing a slight nervousness to the outside. I feel her gaze on my back but I didn't look back. I left the music room and went back to the gym. Ran actually. Full speed. Blushing like a tomato.

What is this? What's this feeling? What's happening?? What are you doing to me??

I stopped Infront of the gym, panting. After a few moments, I calmed down a bit. I started practicing again.
One serve, two serves, three, four, five, six.......

The ball clashing with my palm again and again and again, it feels kinda burning. All red and sweaty. I tried to get distracted, but... all I could think about was her.

~ end of chapter 5