Oikawa x reader

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Now that you think about it, this was a terrible, terrible idea that must have spawned from the inner recesses of hell. If you hadn't so stupidly invited Oikawa to study with you, maybe you wouldn't be having suicidal thoughts. Or rather, thoughts on how to commit murder and get away with it.

"(fn)-chaaaaan," Oikawa bemoaned. "Entertain me."

It wouldn't be that hard, you reasoned. Our school is next to a forest, so I can simply deposit the body there and let nature have its course.

"(fn)-chan! I'm bored." You could have sworn his whining got louder. The librarian glanced your way, but as soon as she spotted Trashykawa, her eyes sort of glazed over with adoration before she continued to do what she was born to do- breaking apart making-out couples and shh-ing the entirety of the student body.

"Do you find pencil-kun more interesting than me? Is that why it seems like you're trying to set it on fire with your eyes? Don't kill pencil-kun! I may be slightly jealous that he's getting all the attention, but bros before-"

You shot him a look before he could complete his sentence, eliciting a few moments of blessed silence.

Oikawa sighed and shifted from next to you, sliding out of his seat. Good. Maybe he'll leave and you'll actually get some studying done. Instead, toned arms shoved the books in front of you to the corner of the table. You looked up, more confused that irritated this time. Then, Oikawa settled down onto the table, proceeding to stretch out like a cat with an exaggerated yawn. The edge of his shirt hiked up, revealing perfectly proportioned abs.

...

"Like what you see?"

You forced your eyes way, blaming your blush on anger rather than embarrassment, and your gaze settled onto Oikawa's now smirking face. That bastard's smug! Your irritation reached a boiling point. The poor unsuspecting pencil snapped in your hand as you sharply stood up.

"Pencil-kun!" Oikawa yelled out dramatically, suddenly sitting up. He picked up the broken remains of his 'bro.' "You killed him! What did he do to deserve this vile act of murder?"

"Be friends with you."

Oikawa placed a hand at his heart, his face falling into a pout. "That hurt me right here, (fn)-chan." You could practically hear the aww-s of the people whose attention was now focused on the two of you.

Meanwhile you were having an internal screaming match with yourself. No, no, no, NO, he is not cute. Not in the least. Not cute, NOTE CUTE, NOT-

A bubble gum balloon popped in your face, jolting you out of your thoughts. Wait, bubble gum? Your hands reached for your back pocket, only to find it empty. Oh no he didn't. Sure enough, Oikawa held his now empty prize in his hand, having downed all the rectangular pieces of gum in one go. You opened your mouth to yell at him, for hell hath no fury like a woman who had her gum stolen, but realization hit you. H-his hand... to get the gum... his hand was in my back pocket.

Your lips parted and closed repeatedly, your expression that of a fish of water. A very red fish out of water. You were jostled out of the haze of fog that surrounded you by the loud sound of Oikawa plopping down, reciting the entirety of the lesson without so much as a glance at the book, before standing back up and crossing his arms in apparent victory.

"You-you-"

He held up his hands in a placating gesture in the face of your half-completed threat. "When you asked me to study with you, I didn't think you meant actually studying." He picked up the empty gum packet and scrutinized it intently. "I thought it would be something more interesting... though I did make it slightly more interesting, didn't I?"

You weren't sure whether to be insulted, that he implied you were uninteresting, or angry, that he had the balls to touch your rear and steal your gum. "How exactly did you do that?" You ground out through gritted teeth.

"Well," he began, his expression turning contemplative, "For starters, I did lean on the table right in front of you and stole your gum, getting to see your ridiculously cute red face. There is something I missed though..."

Damn your curiosity. "What is it?"

"It's a secret," he whispered conspiringly, holding his index finger to his lips.

"Tell me."

He must have heard the death warning in your voice, considering his compliance. He glanced at Pencil-kun before meeting your gaze. "Hai, hai, though you must come a little closer."

You complied, leaning in and eager to know.

"Just a little closer."

Rolling your eyes, you moved closer till you could practically feel his breath on your face, yet the proximity did not faze you in the face of the unanswered question. "So, what is it?"

Oikawa responded by closing the minuscule space between your lips.

That dork.


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