a volleyball love story [oikawa tooru x reader]

[ girl talk ]

the sun was setting when you mindlessly glanced out the window of the fast food restaurant, as miya atsumu yapped. you glanced at rintaro suna who scrolled on his phone and at miya osamu who was getting your orders. you doubt any one here was actually listening to astumu's story of how he had seen the "prettiest" girl in the world in the hallway today.

"tsumu, you've told me this story 4 today." you say, watching the man halt on his yap session. "what? no i haven't." he quickly said, denying the false allegations, while suna finally seemed to put the phone down at the halt of atsumu's voice. "dude, you've been speaking about her all day." he spoke up, ripping up the extra tissues that were given to each table in boredom.

"ya got a crush on her or something?" osamu asked as he made way his way to the table with a tray full of food. "nahh. me? crush? never." atsumu said, scoffing at the thought of actually liking someone. you smiled, watching the way your friend slightly blushed, you glance at suna who smirked. "oooooo~! miya atsumu!! has!! a!! crush!!"

"wah?! no i don't! don't go 'round spreading rumors!" the blonde yelled, grabbing his drink and aggressively sipping on it. the three of you laughed in response.

"if we're talking 'bout crushes, what about (name)'s crush on that setter who's like a year above us." atsumu changed the topic, grabbing a couple fries and scarfing them down. you unconsciously straightened up at the mention of the male. "the setter who's better than you?" suna asked, smiling playfully as atsumu chucked a couple tissues at him. "he is not better than me!"

"who?" osamu asked, curious to know who his precious friend currently liked. he had seen you crush on many men but none of them ever seemed to like you back, so he was hoping that you'd finally find the guy meant for you. "y'know the pretty setter, who has more fangirls that tsumu." suna mumbles with a mouth full of food.

"hey! he does NOT have more fan girls than me! besides one of his fan girls is dorky lil (name) over here." atsumu retorted, however he soon yelped in pain when you kicked his shin. "bruh! i am NOT his fan girl! and i'm not dorky! this is why you're my least favorite twin, tsumu!" you yell back, he sticks his tongue out and soon the two of you start bickering over crushes and what not.

"do ya like him, (name)?" osamu asked, passing suna a little tub of sauce. you and atsumu stopped bickering, and turned to the other twin. "i don't. i just think he seems like a very hard working person from what i've seen so far." you say, thinking thoughtfully over the question, the grey headed twin hums in response. "bro dresses really well too." suna added, to which you nodded in agreement.

"but have you seen his friend though?? those ARMS." suna spoke up again, as atsumu almost chokes on his drink at the sudden gay confession. you comfortedly pat the choking atsumu, as suna thinks for a moment. "i'd 100 percent let him choke me." he adds after his moment of thinking. "bruh you're so gay suna." osamu says, whilst munching on his burger.

"no need to fret, i'd let you choke me too." the brunette adds as you laugh in reponse to atsumu's face of disgustment. "bet babygirl, c'mere." osamu spoke, inching closer to suna. "bruh y'all are so gay, lemme go." atsumu dramatically says, as he stands up acting as if he were about to leave. however the blonde sits down after a moment, his hunger overtaking his will to leave his gay friends.

"what don't be jealous, you can join too." suna adds, as this time osamu makes a face of disgust. "oh? bet then." atsumu flirts back, smiling playfully. "chat. not in front of my food."

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