Oikawa Tooru x Fem reader
Noun
PERVERT
/ˈpəːvəːt/
//a person whose sexual behaviour is regarded as abnormal and unacceptable//
"Everybody has their own secrets, and sometimes people slip, and unfortunately, Oikawa witnessed The biggest slip of Y...
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That was the moment Oikawa witnessed Y/N's anger; he didn't know if there was more depth to the anger he's witnessing of her.
Does it go deep, or did it already hit rock bottom for her anger to errupt?
You did not care in this moment; Y/N's anger was amplified; it was not the echo of her voice that blared across the library but her throat roaring with erupted emotional rage.
Oikawa took a deep breath.
"Y/N...look at me. I'm so close to you...physically. you. Don't. Need. To shout at me, I can hear you crystal clear."
Oikawa deepened his voice with shaking breath. "Speak to me; I'll listen to you. Your voice will not go unheard. So please don't shout at me; we're in the library."
Y/N has become quiet, but her anger hasn't left. A sudden realisation hit her that, yes, she doesn't need to shout, but whenever she's angry, it's natural instinct for her to scream at people. Even if people who hurt her were in one room, nobody could get through what she's saying. So close yet it feels like you're away from them.
You composed yourself.
"Listen, Oikawa, please don't think that we're close enough to help each other out." Your words cut through like a razor blade.
"I'm being like this because I'm scared that if you publish whatever you saw me doing at this shitty school, it's not because I'm your friend and I'm not your friend."
Pain? Or is it the needles pricking? Oikawa didn't know what he was feeling. It's like hundreds of needles have been pricked at his heart, which has been beating at his chest with tremendous speed.
"Hey? Where's this coming from? I didn't do anything wrong here?...ohh! Is it because I found your secret again?" Tooru gives you one of his cruel smirks.
You glared at him. Y/N did not like what's coming from Oikawas mouth. "I know you're into girls, and I never judged you. I don't care if you're into pussy or dick."
"Shut the FUCK UP, OIKAWA," you whispered with unflinched anger.
Oikawa couldn't take this anymore. Why's he being so soft towards a ruthless brat like you?
"Do you know what kind of situation you have put me in?? That girl could be somebody's girlfriend. I'm not someone's sexual experiment phase, and what if this incident turned out to be a sexual assault?"
Oikawa got confused. filled with slow rage at Y/N's way of putting the word "what do you mean sexual assault? That girl was into you; it doesn't have to do anything with what you're thinking. I don't even know what you're talking about."
"What do you know about any of this? You're just a prince who sits at the top watching people like us grovel under your feet."
