Started With A Prank {oikawa x seme male OC}

chp: 36

tsuyoi was not amused.

first off: marcos calls him, telling tsuyoi that they won't be walking with him. they're going to walk with iwaizumi.

second off: iwaizumi text tsuyoi to apologize for being ditched, oikawa can't walk with iwaizumi as he's sick.

"i told him not to get sick," he murmured, pinching the bridge of his nose as he looked at his younger sister.

naību just giggled as she swung her bag over her shoulder. luckily, there was no morning practice for the football players, and tsuyoi just naturally gets up very early to take naību to mai's house.

"come on," tsuyoi said, adjusting the thick coat over his sister before grabbing her hand.

the morning was a bit chiller than usual due to the storm that past few previous nights. tsuyoi felt his skin prickle with goosebumps, but he loved this weather so much, he didn't mind it. the wind, though, was not helping the already chilly morning. it was quite annoying.

tsuyoi dropped naību off, squatting down and kissing her forehead. naību smiled, hugging tsuyoi as he waved to mai and took his leave after handing her the money he should've paid her the previous night.

tsuyoi went the opposite way of school, he had a lot of time to kill. not only that, he really didn't feel like sitting around in the smelly football locker room until class was about to start. not even teachers were up this early.

tsuyoi walked into a small grocery store, humming to himself as he grabbed a small basket and shopped. he picked up a few bottles of sprite, crackers, a can of chicken noodle soup and potato soup, and a heating pad.

he knew oikawa was going to have a cold.

the first storm was about three days ago, and cold symptoms usually show a few days after. oikawa had been getting a bit tired and chiller during class, a red nose and oikawa really didn't want to do anything. so, tsuyoi's suspicions were confirmed this morning.

tsuyoi made it to the oikawa household, he rang the doorbell and waited patiently. he was not about to just barge in.

an older lady opened the door, a spitting image of oikawa. oh, she was very pretty. her brown hair was short and stopped right at her shoulders, her brown eyes bright and welcoming. she was the definition of a mother's love.

tsuyoi was almost envious, but kept it rooted deep down. he wasn't here to get jealous of a loving family by a look.

"hello ma'am." tsuyoi smiled, "i'm here to see oikawa. i heard he was sick."

"oh! you must be that young man my son is always talking about. aiko, right?" she smiled, head tilted to the side.

tsuyoi's chest fluttered for a moment and he felt his cheeks warm. he cleared his throat and smiled.

"yes, i am aiko. you may call me tsuyoi." he held his hand out for a handshake.

"nonsense." she batted his hand away and gave him a hug. "call me rita."

tsuyoi was startled, but hugged her back. it was very comforting and he quite enjoyed it, who knew he liked affection. once she pulled away, tsuyoi's smile turned into a small smirk.

"so, he talks about me?" he wiggled his eyebrows.

rita let him in, and tsuyoi did a quick once over and then back at rita. rita was also smirking, nodding her head.

"oh yes. always about the football player with a punchable but handsome face. how kind you are, but apparently so annoying. but between us, i bet he doesn't think you're annoying."