Started With A Prank {oikawa x seme male OC}

chp: 42

tsuyoi rested his head between his arms as he sat on the bench. helmet at his side and eyes closed. this wasn't a game he needed to mentally prepare for, they always win against these dirty players, but still. he always had a bad feeling playing them and today it felt ten times worse, so he was mentally preparing for it.

tsuyoi's left leg was bouncing up and down, heart rate a little elevated as he was trying to think of the many possibilities of how this game could go wrong.

that's how oikawa found him.

oikawa frowned, he slowly reached out and put a hand on tsuyoi's shoulder. the football player tensed before relaxing when peeking an eye open at oikawa. he sat down and moved his hand to tsuyoi's shoulder blade, not really knowing what to say. though, it helped tsuyoi immensely.

tsuyoi opened both eyes and tilted his head towards oikawa, and when he smiled, everything fell into place. tsuyoi smiled back, pressing their foreheads together. oikawa's cheeks flushed but he never broke eye contact. he leaned further into tsuyoi's touch.

"thank you." tsuyoi murmured, "now go to the stands and watch me win."

tsuyoi was a team player, it was always their win, or an us, but when it came to oikawa it was just him. he wanted oikawa's eyes on him constantly and oikawa was happy to oblige.

"come on aiko," oikawa whined, pulling back slightly. "you're making me sit with karasuno."

tsuyoi furrowed his eyebrows, "i don't remember inviting them..." he cupped his chin. "it was probably marcos."

"it was. well, they invited tobio-chan and now the whole team is there to watch. or whatever." oikawa frowned, "and they're with iwaizumi and naību." he huffed and crossed his arms.

tsuyoi chuckled and he got up. he held his hand out and oikawa happily took it, not even caring how eager he looked. tsuyoi helped him up, his hand lingering in oikawa's for three moments too long and they finally let it go. cheeks going a little red as he looked away and cleared his throat.

oikawa went to the stands and tsuyoi went to the edge of the field. standing next to marcos as they both stretched, waiting for their names to be called like usual.

and when tsuyoi entered the field, the cheers and screams rang loud. tsuyoi was focused on his sister and oikawa. marcos already talking to iwaizumi and kageyama, even adding karasuno into the mix. though they were weary and hesitant, not forgetting what tsuyoi did not too long ago.

"hey there pretty lady." tsuyoi said leaning against the railing and looking at his sister.

naību giggled, she always loved when tsuyoi called her that. her heterochromatic eyes brightened beneath the peeking sun that was ready to go down. her hair was braided and anyone could see more white than brown.

"and what's our future?" tsuyoi asked, putting his helmet on the railing.

naību put a smiley face on tsuyoi's helmet. her lips grinning even more as it was smack dab in the middle of tsuyoi's forehead helmet. for everyone to see.

"winning." naību said.

"then you got it." tsuyoi said, smiling softly at naību.

he then focused his gaze on oikawa. oikawa hesitated, aware of the eyes on him before he held his hand out. making a bold move and heart pounding in his ears. tsuyoi's shoulders relaxed and he grabbed oikawa's hand, squeezing it. he held such a look for oikawa it was new for everyone around them, everyone shocked to see it.

"good luck." oikawa said.

"don't need it, but i'll take it from you." tsuyoi said, letting his hand go.