Oikawa Tōru X Reader

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Your chest felt tight. Your breathing was heavy. You were hyperventilating. Your face felt hot with tears as you sobbed uncontrollably, not feeling able to breathe.
You were in the Aobajōsai gym alone, no one was there. It had been before afternoon practice, and no one knew what had happened. Well, let's just say some girls had done a little teasing to you.
You're chubby for a volleyball player.
You aren't smart enough.
Why do you hang out with those boys all the time?
You always had your reasoning for everything, all logical. The reason you were like this...
was simply nothing at all.
Your chest fell up and down heavily, but it wasn't the teasing that you were like this. It was just simply because you kept thinking. Thinking, and thinking, and thinking.
What if he thinks lowly of me? What if he thinks I'm bad? What if...
What if this, what if that. That is all you thought.
"I'm sorry," you whined, over and over again. Your glasses were fogged up and stained with your unneeded tears. You pushed all of the hair out of your face, wanting to scream.
This was one of the worse panic attacks you've had since when Aobajōsai lost multiple times.
You heard steps coming and you tried to shut up, scurrying over to a corner as quick as possible. You didn't want anyone to see you this way.

It was the volleyball team.
You tried shutting up and joy clamped your hand to your mouth, wiping at your face. Maybe no one would notice? Well, you hoped so. Despite trying to shut up, you couldn't stop sobbing. The what ifs ran through your mind constantly. You could tell he was here. He had never seen you in this state before, sincle last time you'd ran to the bathroom before breaking down. And, you always broke down in front of your classes (which he wasn't in, thank god).
You're doing it for attention. 'No, I have anxiety.'
You're too overweight to be on the volleyball team. Lighten up. 'No, I have medical issues.'
All you want is attention. 'I want the exact opposite of that.'
You're using him to make you feel better. '...I'm not. I don't know how to explain my emotions.'
All of the previous conversations you've had went through your head, making it worsen.
Finally, you looked up. Your sobbing had began to be loud again, and you saw members looking at you. And then him.
You didn't know what to do. The attention towards you made you breathe heavily and quickly. Your crying was obviously heard, loud and clear.
You saw him... run over to you? You didn't know what happened, but Tōru Oikawa was kneeling in front of you, right at your face.
Well, you were his best friend and all, but [apparently] nothing more.
Warm hands cupped at your small, round face. Tōru wiped under your eyes, whispering to you quietly, "are you alright?" From the state you were in, it was obvious to him you weren't.
You could feel him pick you up carefully, which wouldn't work. He instead just picked you up like he normally would when you were messing around, lifting you up while holding your thighs, near your knees.
"One moment, everyone,~ I have something to take care of," Tōru smiled at his teammates, carrying your figure into the storage room, and setting you back down.
It was quiet, aside from you trying to calm down.
Tōru stared at you in awe, but he looked sad, "so this is what a panic attack looks like..."
He sat close to you, you sitting [partially] in his lap, his kegs wrapped around you. He held your face in his hands, and frowned at you. He whispered sweet things into your ear quietly;
You are worth it. Don't be sorry. We care. You are a great manager. You're my best friend. You are not worthless. You aren't an attention whore.
You could hear the others already training and you said through your sobs, which were finally starting yo quiet down, "You-you're going to miss practice because of me..." He pushed that aside. This was an absolute first.
Tōru moved your hands away from your face and kissed you on the forehead. This was something both of you were used to, having known each other most of your lives. He moved your hands to his neck and smiled, hugging you.
The one final thing he said was, "we all love you, especially me, (first name)-chan.~" You didn't hear him well but ignored it, and you got a peck on the lips from him.
Your crying had stopped, but not your erratic breathing. Who knew something like this would calm you down?
You grasped at his head, pulling him towards you in a hug. The hug was harsh, and lasted a long time. Your breathing had calmed down and your crying, but your pulse was as erratic as your previous breathing. Tōru pulled away from you and sweetly kissed you for a moment, standing up and pulling you up with him. He walked you out of the storage room, only to realize he had wasted half of practice.