Again (Oikawa Tooru X Reader)

32) Mask

At the beginning of the match, it's Atsumu serving first, and he walks back to the line, holds up his hand and then clenches it. This silences the band and practically the entire gym, you cover your mouth as you laugh.

Why was that kinda cool

The game is interesting, progressing pretty normally. Since you're watching  from up high, you and Kitomi, who is with her boyfriend and his friend at the lowest area, spotted each other and waved wildly. She motioned you to come down and you agreed, texting her after the first set is over.

Halfway through the first set, the twins pull off the same freak quick as Tobio and Hinata.  You gasp, immediately thinking of the first time you saw it with your team, Tooru, and Iwa at scouting for the inter-highs.

You take out your phone, recording the next one for Tooru.

They're in school right now, maybe I shouldn't.

Your thumb hovers above the send button, he had just texted you back a little while ago, another text wouldn't kill anyone. 

You stand there, wondering when you started overthinking things like this.

You click the x button on Tooru's message, and send it to Iwa instead. 

He responds instantly, texting back about how he's watching it right now and that court side view is awesome. 

You smile, content with your decision.

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"Y/N!"  Kitomi waves at you as you approach them, coming up to you and dragging you over.  "This is my Canadian best friend Y/N, you know Kou, but this is Akaashi."  You and the stoic boy bow to each other, and you silently agree with your friends statement from last night about how gorgeous he is. 

You stand to the left of him, with Teruhashi and her boyfriend being to your left.

She warned you that he was quiet, but you didn't know if he was the type of quiet to enjoy listening so you kept your mouth shut.

There was silence between the two of you as you spectated the second set, you didn't mind, finding it comfortable.

"Are you the one I was supposed to hang out with yesterday?"   The boy speaks out of the blue, and you turn toward him, thinking about how smooth his voice is.

You chuckle, "Yeah that was me."  He nods, keeping his head facing forward.

"I'm afraid you would have been bored with me, I'm glad you found something else to do." You raise your eyebrows, looking at him, and then furrowing your eyebrows.  He glances at you briefly and then back at the game.

What's he mean by that 🤨

"...We probably would've been fine," You say hesitantly, and you hear him laugh softly.

"Teruhashi-san said you'd just talk the entire time if I didn't feel like doing anything," a tick mark forms on your head, your cheeks flushing with embarrassment. "Did she now?" You say through clenched teeth, "I don't believe her now. You've barely uttered a word since you came over."

You purse your lips, tearing your eyes from the game and toward his face again, "Some people like to watch matches in silence, I didn't wanna assume and come off as rude."  You explain truthfully, and then hold your hand up before he can respond, "Also what do you mean by," You hold up air quotes, "Doing stuff."