100 Ways To Fall In Love

Oikawa Tooru

FLIGHT: To My First Love

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Oikawa falls in love like the ending of a song. His journey tells tales of perseverance, heartbreak and adventure. And at the end, despite all melancholy and anticipation, he finally allows himself to fall into what he has always known will come.

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"And oh, what a beautiful contradiction falling in love was."

Oikawa made a face, "that's so cheesy, (Y/n)."

You laughed, putting the book down and looking towards Oikawa who was now sprawled across his bed, "and what do you think love is, Mr. Heartbreaker?"

Oikawa is certain you expect some snooty and half assed response. It's almost exactly what he would have given you if he had been but a few years younger. Now, he ponders for a brief while before smiling while thinking back to his own experiences with the strange phenomenon known as love.

He thinks he shall impart some of his wisdom, be it a small amount, onto you.

"Well, love is pure and kind. It's giving your everything to someone else without reservations and not expecting anything in return." Oikawa turned to look at you before a flush coloured his face, "if that makes sense."

Perhaps his explanation was a little too... in depth? He knows you haven't had much experience with romantic relationships (none at all) so he isn't sure if the concept will appear cohesive or alien to you.

"Yeah, it makes sense." you reply. Oikawa lets out a small sigh of relief (because he won't have to elaborate further) while you plop down beside him, "so tell me about her."

"Her?"

"Well, from the way you spoke about it, I can definitely tell there's someone you've been in love with. I just assumed it was a girl with all the girlfriends you've had." you gave the setter a shrug, "but no judgement from me if it's a guy."

Oikawa gave you a light shove, "come on."

"What? Iwaizumi is a pretty good looking guy and the two of you are pretty close~"

"(Y/n)."

"Alright, alright!" You laughed, "so tell me about your first love."

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The rallies of the game had been long and the anticipation of the audience only seemed to be rising. Oikawa's nerves from the beginning of the game have long evaporated, replaced with watered down gatorade and exhaustion.

He's sweaty, tired and sore. All he wants to do after this match is take a long shower.

This game is tiring.

This game is dragging out.

And this game is paradise.

This is where Oikawa Tooru wants to be for the rest of his life.

The world seems to move differently as he makes his way to the right spot (just exactly at two and a half) just as he has done so many times before.

All his blood, sweat and tears have narrowed down to this single moment. Everything here will determine if he is worthy of his position or if he will be cast down from paradise.

And as the ball touches his fingers Oikawa thinks to himself that there will never be anything in the world that can rival this feeling he feels while in the midst of a game. That there is no other thing in this world that can make him feel so flustered and brave at the same time. He thinks that if there is only one wish he could ever make then this is it.