Choose Me [Oikawa X Reader]

06

Sorry if the last chapter wasn't good...I tried hard to make this a bit more interesting.

Also, I was just wondering if you guys woukd be interested in reading some one shots( fanfics) on Tumblr? Cause I have a collection of small work I do
on the side.

And if any of you guys are interested in any kpop groups or other animes comment them as I may post them on my Wattpad or on my Tumblr!

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I take a single step to follow the crowd only to be pulled out by a firm hand.

For a moment, my heart stopped and I thought to myself, "Am I falling again? Great this time I'm gonna get trampled, by volleyball players at that."

I internally groan.

Until I discover that it is a rough yet prideful hand that's wrapped my wrist. Binding it with slender fingers.

I follow the arm of whomever must be tugging me so firmly so that I can see who they are. Unfortunately, the cluster of people has completely blocked any view of ...whoever this person may be.

However, just because I can't see the person doesn't mean I don't have an idea of who they may be.

From the hand around my wrist I can definitely tell that this person has been working out...definitely.

As thoughts, questions, and curiosities run through my head I find myself being lead towards what seems to be door that leads into a room.

Perhaps a closet? Or equipment room?

I wasn't sure until I was inside. It wasn't exactly what I was expecting. But it was good enough.

There is another guy in the room. He has this particular look to him one that is quite difficult to explain. I eye him for a moment; he's fit, biceps emphasized through his slim fit volleyball jersey, tall with a broad frame, his arms crossed.

"Done checking him out?" a husky voice interrupts.

My face flushes from humiliation and I turn to the owner of the voice.

What idiot said that huh?

If I dare say, the moment my eyes landed on him...I felt a strong urge to strangle him.

Using every fibre of my body to not kill this guy, I muster up an assertive voice, "Oikawa-san, why have you brought me here?"

It was a tad bit sickening to speak so formally with him. More so than usual as he will be someone I will work with.

He chuckles at me, "Why so formal?"

My mouth almost falls in disbelief. He can't possibly expect me to speak to him informally, regardless of the fact that we are the same age.

I clear my throat, "My apoligies, what would you prefer?"

He smirks and leans in close to my  ear and lowers his voice,  "Just Touru."

...

Help.

I wanna puke.

Talk about cringe worthy.
Did he honestly think that that was gonna make my heart flutter or something?

Pfffttt.

What a joke.

I try not to laugh at his action and politely turn him down and insist referring to him with honorific until he gives up.

"So why is it exactly that I'm here?" I finally question.

The other guy and Oikawa look at each other. Whether it is mischief or curiosity, I honestly can't quite tell.

All I know, is that this is trouble in disguise...

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