Again (Oikawa Tooru X Reader)

24) Bullet to the head

"Holy fuck his serve is killer," You shake your limbs in an attempt to get out the sting from the blue-eyed boy's serves. 

Didn't hurt as bad as Tooru's, I could barely pass those. You think to yourself while keeping a watchful eye on where the ball is going, Violet hits it over and Sasuki digs it right to Atsumu, who sets you at outside.

You wind up and aim line, wacking it at Tobio's face, he digs it, his palms flat and crossed over each other. It's not a perfect pass though, as it flies behind Tobios position, it was just high enough for someone to get there.

Komori runs it down and gets it back into the center of the court where Tobio free-balls it over, "I go!"  You call, popping it up to Atsumu.

"Pipe," Sasuki says while transitioning, Atsumu reluctantly sets the girl as he got used to her quiet calls.   Her jet-black pony tail flies into the air as she hits the ball down, Violet manages to get a touch on it but it deflects out of bounds.

"Yay!"  You cheer, running to high-five her but Atsumu stomps over, "Could ya call it louder!?" He exclaims, lip curled up in agitation.

"You heard me didn't you?" She responds back while high fiving you, he huffs and throws his arms in the air, "Barely!" 

"But you still heard me," She continues, and you retreat toward the net.

"It's already nine, we should head out." You suggest.

Komori agrees, "That's a good idea, Sasuki!"  He shouts around you, she practically perks up at her name being called and struts over, making sure to flip her hair in Atsumu's face.

Atsumu sulks over to you, "I don't like her." He complains and you pat his back in comfort.

"Alright it was nice meeting you Tsumu, Komori," You nod to them and turn to Tobio. "I'll see you soon, okay?"  He nods, "I'll, uh, text you." 

You chuckle at his awkwardness, "Kay." You flash him a smile, wave to the other boys, and exit with Violet and Sasuki.

"That was fun!"  Violet squeals while spinning around, "You and Atsumu really seemed to click."  Sasuki comments, Violet shakes her head, "Don't fuel my delusions, Suki.  And I didn't really feel the spark." 

"Oh noooo," The girl responds sarcastically, not glancing up from her phone. "What about you and Komori though?"  She shrugs, "He's a close friend." You're all silent for a moment, "Okay I'm in love with him."  She confesses and you both whip your heads toward her, "What?!" 

She chuckles slightly, "Yeah, known him for my whole life.  I think he likes me too, if he doesn't ask me to spring formal then I'm gonna ask him." 

"You're so cool Sasuki," You sigh as Violet nods, Sasuki shrugs, "Thanks." 

"What's spring formal?"  You ask a few minutes later, and Violet starts to vibrate with excitement, "Oh it's the best, I'm sure your school has it too.  It's a dance and you get to wear pretty dresses and there's a theme and everything!  It's so great, this guy asked me last year with the cutest sign ever because the theme was farm.  He gave me a baby chicken!"  She pulls out her phone and turns the screen toward you.

Your jaw drops at the picture, "Wow, is that like normal?   Spring formal proposal things?"  She nods, "Yes it's a huge part of why the dance is so fun. At least at my school—Wait you're a third year right?" You shake your head, "Second."

"Really?  Well it doesn't matter, you're good no matter what, only first-years can't participate." You raise an eyebrow, "Why?" 

She shrugs, "Beats me." 

"When is this? Is it during the spring tournament?"  She shakes her head, "Heck no, it's months later, more like Mayish."

"Oh, why's it called spring nationals then?"

"No idea," You put your hand on your chin, "I think my captain would know. I'll ask her."

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"One more day until Y/N is back right?"  Iwaizumu looks to his friend, who nods, "Yeah."

They walk down the hallway during lunch, bored as the gym was closed.

"Have you talked to her at all about how it's going?" The boy continues and Oikawa scoffs, "No." He says, "I don't care."

"Yeah sure, you should shoot her a text." Tooru shakes his head no at the suggestion, simply stating, "No."

"Why not?" Iwa presses, a tick mark forms on the setter's head, "Because I don't care."

Hajime scoffs, "You're clearly lying, you're not that shitty."

Oikawa pouts childishly, crossing his arms. "Hmph, well maybe I am." He turns his head away causing the ace to sigh, "You miss her. Admit it." 

"I do not!  Ew." Tooru sticks his tongue out in disgust, "Personally, I miss her, she makes Bio more interesting." 

Tooru silently agrees, but he'd never admit that.

As the two boys walk, the ace spots a poster for the spring formal on the wall and looks toward his friend.

"Are you going to ask her to the spring formal?" Iwaizumi questions and Oikawa recoils, "What?!  No way!" 

"Why not?" The black-haired boy asks as if it's not an outrageous question to Tooru, "Because I don't like her???" 

"But you do."

"Stop gaslighting me Iwa-chan," Tooru pleads, his fingers pinching the bridge of his nose.

"If you don't ask her, someone else will." Tooru nods, "Yeah, and?" 

Iwa shrugs, "Never mind. If you really don't like her then it doesn't matter to you, right?"

"Uhuh," Tooru reaches for his juice box and stuffs the straw in his mouth, now annoyed. Why would he even assume that? So stupid.

A notification suddenly pops up from his phone, and he jumps, seeing Instagram.  Iwaizumi peeks over, "Speak of the devil huh?"  It's the Japanese youth camps insta posting a group picture of a few of the girls, the h/c girl is front and center, her cyan shirt shining brightly as she's holding up a peace sign.

He scrolls to the next clip, where it's the girls scrimmaging, "She's playing libero." Iwa observes as you dig a ball, "It's so interesting how she gets so close to cover." He marvels as you dig the block with your hands instead of your platform, afterwards, you rub your forehead, "Ha it hit her head." Iwa chuckles, and the play ends with a tool off the block.

The video continues though, the coach walks over to you and shows the big red spot on your head, "Coach stop--!" You put your hand on the screen and the video ends, the two boys laugh at your whiney tone.

"God, she's so stupid." Tooru tries to insult you, but he says it as though he's admiring you. He likes the post and pockets the device, "Anyway," He starts, but stops at the buzz of his phone, (Your friend, USERNAME_13, commented on a post you liked)

(pretend that's how insta works)

He opens the comments, seeing you underneath it, replying to someone unfamiliar's comment.

NOTViolettt-FA#77  You did not need to do my girl like that
USERNAME_13 Replying to -->NOTVioletTT-FA#77  I'll never recover

Teruhahahashi  IM CRYING

MIRAcl3  Best thing ever omg
MIRAcl3 Replying to -->MIRAcl3  THE CAPTION IS TAKING ME OUT

He recognizes the last two girls as your teammates and looks at the caption.

We're all working hard out here, learning new things and progressing steadily. This group has connected with the coaching staff and each other more than I've ever seen, so much that some are willing to take a bullet for the other, or in Y/N's case, a ball to the head.  Happy last day, we will be sad to see them go!
-Coach M❤️

He chuckles, pocketing his phone for good this time, Iwaizumi watches him with a roll of his eyes.

I just know he's gonna fuck something up.