It was Valentine's Day, and surprisingly, Oikawa Tooru was not completely focused on volleyball like he had been for the past few years.
Tooru couldn't focus in practice that morning, causing his whole team to worry. He kept sending balls into his coach's face, which earned him some yelling from Iwaizumi.
"Assikawa, the hell is going on?" Iwaizumi grunted, slapping his best friend over the back of his head.
"Ow! Iwa-chan, what was that for?" Tooru whined, rubbing the back of his extremely inflated head, "and it's Valentine's Day, too, I need to look good for y/n!"
"Jesus Christ," Iwaizumi groaned, "that's what's got you all up tight? Get out of here!"
"Iwa-chan! I'm worried that she might not like my homemade chocolates!" Tooru cried, right before Iwaizumi kicked him right out of the volleyball gym's door.
Tooru decided to something productive with his time(for once), so he decided to wait in your classroom for him.
As he sat on your desk, he ignored all the giggling girls that had arrived before you, and kicked his legs back and forth while balancing the box of homemade chocolate on his head.
He watched the clock, waiting for you to pop your cute little head in, and when you finally did, he shot up, almost dropping those precious chocolates he made.
"Y/n! Y/n!" Tooru yelled with a big grin on his stupid face, rushing towards your startled form, "Happy Valentine's!"
Your face blew up in flames before you pulled him outside the classroom and thanked him.
What the fuck was this shit I am not comfortable writing y/n it sounds awful !! Also happy Valentine's, here's another year to me being single and getting jackshit from no one, (hmu ;)))))) )
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haikyuu drabbles
ФанфикA collection of slightly awful one-shots about some high school boys.