A week later, Oikawa got the stitched removed and wasted no time stuffing his face. He'd nearly starved being unable to eat solid foods. After he'd filled his empty stomach, he hurried to Iwaizumi's.
His best friend had still been a little distant because of Yaku, but he was getting better and trying to be there for Oikawa as much as he could.
Yaku was there when he arrived, standing at the door with Iwaizumi shoving a box of his things into his arms before the door was slammed in his face. Oikawa couldn't help laughing loudly as the man stalked away, grumbling.
Inside, Oikawa forced his best friend into a hug. "I'm so proud of you, Iwa! You finally faced him."
"Shut up, Crappykawa. Bokuto's tutor has already scared Kuroo into his room for being too loud."
Kenma, eyes glued to his screen as usual, walked into the kitchen.
"Hey, Kenma. Who's Bokuto's tutor?"
"Akaashi? Why do you want to know?" He reached into the fridge for a soda and a beer, frowning when the system's battery died. "Damn."
Oikawa put his hands on Kenma's shoulders, but dropped them when he shied away from the touch. He always forgot Kenma's dislike for physical contact. "Akaashi? Is he cute? Single? Into moody guys like Iwa?"
"You're a shitty guy. Stop trying to set me up," the manin question called, retreating to his room.
"I guess he's cute. Find out at dinner. Bokuto offered to cook." Kenma slipped back into Kuroo's room, locking the door behind him to make it obvious they didn't want to be disturbed.
Oikawa smiled. Akaashi must have really been attractive for Kenma to say so. He couldn't wait until dinner.
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The Best Damn Thing
FanfictionOikawa Tooru is perfect. At least, that's what everyone thinks. His entire life has been spent hiding behind the show he puts on. Only Iwaizumi knows where he comes from. Until Sugawara Koushi came along. From the moment they met, Oikawa has been...
