Started With A Prank {oikawa x seme male OC}

chp: 43

seijoh took a knee immediately, once the heard the ringing of the table and water cooler falling, they stopped the play. linken kept going and ended up getting a touchdown to put them ahead of seijoh and no flag was called.

marcos and sinka ran to where the medic was running. something fell upon the seijoh side of the stadium, quiet and worry, even a few of the linken stadium felt the same. the ones who weren't like their players.

oikawa was gripping the railing so hard, licking the inside of his cheek and just wanting to jump over the railing. he couldn't, iwaizumi was squeezing his arm so hard, but not to hurt him. he was scared, too. they all were.

"he'll be alright, right?" sugawara asked.

but there was no response as everyone was too concerned and curious. oikawa unclenched his fingers and turned to catch natalie who was about ready to jump onto the field. her stomach hit his shoulder and she tried clawing her way out of his grip.

"natalie, you need to take a breath. you can't go down there." oikawa said, putting her down.

she hit his chest, "they hurt him. i'll make sure they suffer!" she seethed.

"we're all worried," oikawa stood in her way, his eyebrows pinched, "but you can't go down there. he'll be okay, we have to watch."

her lips turned into a pout and she stood next to him, leaning her head on his shoulder and forcing herself to relax as much as she could. iwaizumi watched him carefully, turns out, oikawa could be mature and think rationally when it came to tsuyoi. it was a little bit of a surprise.

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"and were you okay?" tasha asked.

"i'm here, aren't i?" tsuyoi snarked back.

she looked him up and down slowly, biting her lower lip. "i suppose, yes. but it sounded pretty bad."

"it was." oikawa said, "but not as bad as his future."

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sinka got on one knee as tsuyoi had both hands over his face. using his wrists to cover his eyes. marcos was on tsuyoi's other side, their hand on his shoulder as they gave a squeeze. tsuyoi peeked an eye open at his best friend, then he closed it again.

"do you know where you are?" sinka asked.

"my fucking leg is what's on fire, i'm not concussed you dumbass." tsuyoi snapped, jaw clenching and eyes in a glare.

sinka felt his lips twitch before he remembered tsuyoi's injury. "yeah, your heads fine at least. can you get up?" he asked.

tsuyoi was quiet, looking almost in thought before the medic touched his injured leg. he hissed and flinched at the touch.

"it might be fractured, we should take him to the hospital."

"no hospitals!" sinka and tsuyoi said at the same time.

"but-"

"it'll be worse for me. let's just treat it here." tsuyoi said.

sinka stared at him, then at his injury and then his jaw clenched. his fingers curled more on his clipboard and his knuckles turned white.

"so you can't stand?" he asked, knowing if tsuyoi was so far injured his leg was useless for a bit, yotta would have his fucking head.

tsuyoi bit his lower lip and tried to move it, his eyes watered before he blinked them away. he shook his head no, "it hurts..." he admitted quietly, he looked at marcos, "make it stop."