The Perfect Face ||Oikawa Tooru x Reader||

Chapter 6

You sat beside Iwaizumi's bedside, who was currently sick and coughing his lungs out, figuratively of course, but nonetheless he felt like he was dying.

"Hajime, I told you not to overwork yourself this week with scrimmages and school." You said softly, tugging the blankets up his body. He sighed, he was extremely tired and his whole body ached.

"I know. Oikawa is coming over to help you get some of my stuff when you go shopping." Iwaizumi said in between coughing fits, before his breathing returned to it's raspy tone.

"I don't see why you're having Oikawa join me, he was coming over to take care of you. I don't want him to come..." You grumbled, fixing the blinds so the room was almost pitch-black, spare the flickering of the T.V screen dancing on the walls.

"I don't need that idiot taking care of me, he's going to get sick, and I already feel like crap, I don't want to feel even worse. Besides, you promised me you would get to know him. " You let out a long sigh, before crossing your arms over you chest.

"So you want me to put up with him?" You asked, Iwaizumi rolled over so his back was facing you. "Yes."

You let out a grumble, before making sure Iwaizumi was comfortable, to which he shooed you out of his room with a string of irritated words claiming he was going to infect you.

"What are you doing? How did you even get in?" You asked the brown haired boy who was currently rifling through your kitchen for food. He briefly looked at you, then continued his hunt for food.

You eyes landed on the keys sitting beside his phone on the counter top, along with his wallet. "I can't believe he gave you a key." You said with a grumble, before going to get your stuff along with a jacket. Once you came back out, you felt your blood boil at the figure in front of you, standing by the counter.

Oikawa looked up at you expectantly from your milk bread, which he had discovered, much to his delight. "What the heck Oikawa!" You growled, walking over and snatching a piece from his hand.

"You know this was mine! It had a sticky note that had MY name on it!" You told him, to which he shrugged before turning his back to you, leaving you to try and fight past his athletic frame for your bread.

"(f/n)-chan! Why are you so selfish!" Oikawa said, contently nibbling on his favorite food as you wrapped your arms around him, trying but failing, to get your snack back.

Within moments, the last of the bread was devoured, which you only had a very small portion of it. "I swear, you're buying me more." You growled, as he turned around to give you a victory smile.

"(f/n)-chan, now why would I do that?" He asked, reaching to grab his keys from the counter. You quickly snatched both his phone and keys, much to his displeasure, before waltzing your way to the door."You ate my milk bread, now you pay, you're not getting your beloved phone back until we're done shopping. AND I'm driving." You stated, waiting for him at the door, with your arms crossed over your chest.

Oikawa raised an eyebrow before walking to you, a questioning look on his face. He stopped, before moving forward once more, slamming a palm onto the space beside your head on the door, looking down on you. He was extremely close, like to the point where if you moved your lips would be against his.

Your eyes widened as you questioned what he was doing, his breath fanning over your face. You instinctively loosened your grip on his keys, to which he snatched them from your hand, twirling them around his finger.

OIkawa moved away, a smile on his face as he put his keys in his pocket. "Nice try (f/n)-chan, keep my phone, you don't even know my password." He said, moving you over so he could walk out the door, a stupid look of victory on his face.