Started With A Prank {oikawa x seme male OC}

chp: 46

tsuyoi and marcos stood up and cheered as seijoh won against karasuno. smiling wide and seeing oikawa look so bright and content. all his hard work and he finally won against his underling.

oikawa had hard work. kageyama had talent. this finally showed oikawa was superior.

"let's go congratulate them." tsuyoi said.

marcos gave a nod, then their eyes filtered to karasuno. marcos bit their lower lip and looked at tsuyoi who's eyes were on oikawa. marcos nudged their best friend, tsuyoi glanced at marcos and then followed their pointed finger.

tsuyoi nodded and sighed out softly. "though our words will only irritate them:"

"we can still say they did good." marcos said, "hopefully to lift their spirits even for a moment."

even if those words could sound condescending. tsuyoi always hated when he got those words when they lost, but only rarely and only against shiratorizawa. made him feel pathetic and weak, but now seeing friends of his lose, it was all he could say.

tsuyoi and marcos walked further down and towards the karasuno side. they were wearing seijoh colors, so they stuck out like a sore thumb, but that didn't matter. the two stopped near two older gentleman clapping and trying to keep their spirits up from their loss. having mumbled the same thoughts tsuyoi had.

"you guys did good." marcos said, clapping for them as the team looked up at the two football players.

"you'll get him next time." tsuyoi said.

marcos stepped on his foot, and tsuyoi gave a side glare at that. "don't tell them that." they hissed, "that's still our team."

"they're strong." tsuyoi hissed back, "it's only a matter of time:"

~~

"you're the reason why we lost!" oikawa said. "you wished that upon us. can you read the future?"

"oh shut up. if i could read the future i'd still be in football." tsuyoi slightly sneered, sighing out and rubbing his face.

oikawa softened, putting a hand in between tsuyoi's shoulder blade and rubbing it gently. tsuyoi has been a little bit bitter as the interview continued to go on. he knows it's hard for tsuyoi, it'd be hard for him, too.

~~

tsuyoi and marcos made their way down after seeing the tears and bows of karasuno. they walked to their school volleyball team. though they got on the bus before marcos and tsuyoi could get to them.

"guess we're meeting them at the school." marcos said, smiling. "haji looked so good out there." they sighed dreamily.

tsuyoi rolled his eyes, "pathetic, really." squeaking when marcos hit his chest with their fist.

tsuyoi grunted, rubbing his chest and frowning. he supposed he deserved that, given he hadn't taken his eyes off oikawa. that power serve? with that control? tsuyoi had to lean back in his seat and sigh, he'd never seen anything like it.

which marcos knew, they weren't oblivious.

"you're so cruel to me." tsuyoi said.

"only when you're stupid." marcos responded, smiling.

tsuyoi couldn't help but smile back. it was refreshing to have something like this. he nudged marcos' arm and they began their trek back to their school. days like this, tsuyoi wished he had his fathers car, but sadly the man was still in town on this hot day.

the two fell into a comfortable silence, trying to not let the heat bother them. naību didn't come to this game, she was with their father and that scared tsuyoi, but she's been giving hourly updates. that eased tsuyoi a little, but he wanted to be there for oikawa and his father was, well... decent to naību, so maybe it was fine for a little bit.