The Perfect Face ||Oikawa Tooru x Reader||

Chapter 3

The weeks passed by quickly after your first encounter with Oikawa. He came over often, although his school was an hour and half away, the man knew no boundaries.

A few weeks later, after a nice dinner with Iwaizumi, while Oikawa who was forced to sit outside, you decided to do research. Little did you know the brunette had been doing his research as well. Once you typed in Oikawa's name, you saw several photos and articles of him, most proclaiming him to be ' The Grand King.' He was indeed in several magazines that you had stored in a box in your room. Everything listed him to be flawless, flanked with hundreds of fans, extremely attractive and just as equally talented.

Try as you might, you couldn't deny that he was handsome, because he was really attractive, not to mention he did sport an athletic build. You would frequently have to remind yourself, everyone was in love with his outward appearance, while you wanted to see who he was on the inside, if there was anything there at all.

You even went to the lengths of watching him play, a match recorded between Karasuno and Aoba Johsai for the Spring High Tournament. The game was certainly back and forth, until the final point was scored. One of the wing spikers, who you knew to be Hinata from hanging out with Kageyama, hit the ball perfectly finding the gap in between the wall. You watched as Oikawa went to save the ball, but it was misdirected from one of the people in the block.

The look of defeat on his face was evident to you, maybe not to other people, but you could clearly see it. He then stood up, before watching as Karasuno attacked each other with hugs, defeating Aoba Johsai, who was most likely their rival.

Your heart broke as the film continued rolling, showing a devastated Iwaizumi, hiding his face in his jersey as tears stained the side of his cheeks. You watched as Oikawa came up, hitting him on the back, urging to pick up his head and continue walking. This had been what, two years ago? Which meant that was the last game the best friends would play together.

You closed your laptop, before crawling out of your bed at eleven at night to attack your roommate with a hug. Iwaizumi was not expecting a body to land on him during his sleep, as he blinked unsure as to what you were doing with your arms wrapped around him, head buried into his back.

"What are you doing?" He asked, sitting up as you still kept yourself attached to him, he couldn't be irritated at you, it was nearly impossible.

"No questions, I'll make it up to you by making breakfast, lunch and dinner tomorrow for waking you up." You replied, you just wanted to comfort him for the moment that happened a few years ago. Over the weeks, you had grown really fond of him, he had become one of your best friends who you had the pleasure of living with. You couldn't stand seeing him cry.

" A three course meal? I accept." He chuckled, letting you hold onto him until your heart was content.

"Hey! Roomie," You began, waiting for Iwaizumi's voice on the other end of the phone to reply.

"You said roomie, what do you want?" He asked, knowing you had something in the mind.

"Can I have a friend come over to hang out?" You asked, while trying to clean up your fairly messy room, you hadn't had time to pick up your clothes that you stored in the corner of the closet.

"Why are you asking me? It's your apartment too, we pay together." Iwaizumi stated, sounding as if he was in the gym of the university.

"Because I wasn't sure if you'd be tired or if you just wanted to come home and rest today." You stated, boy were you just the doting roommate.