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Oikawa Tooru » Painted Love

   "iwa-chan, are you my mom?"

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Y/N despised him. She hated the brown-haired male and his VERY loud banshees. Every time she worked in the art club's room after school, she would always hear at least a few piercing screams.

Throughout the whole month, Y/N needed as much time as she could get to paint a portrait of a famous celebrity. Although, due to a certain brown-haired male and a group of loud fan girls, she hasn't even touched a single brush.

Stress and anger filled her body as days passed without touching the five by five foot canvas. Five days were left until the celebrity's manager would pick up the painting from Y/N.

The female knew that she would take things in her own hands so she decided to go to the park near the school where she thought there were no fan girls, and a cocky bastard like Oikawa.

Picking up the canvas from its mahogany stand, she began to walk to the park down the street. Along the way, she heard the usual shrieks of the girls. Y/N, deciding it wouldn't be a good to attract attention or even bump into the great king himself, she quickly jogged to the park.

Little did she know a familiar
chocolate-haired bastard, who had an interest on the female over the past month, was following her. He was curious about the large canvas she was holding.

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"Finally, those annoying assholes are out of the way!" Y/N exclaimed, unaware Oikawa was behind a large tree watching the female stretching her arms out joyfully.

As Y/N started to paint, Oikawa's interest on the girl increased every minute. The way she glided the brush smoothly over the canvas left him in awe.

To the setter's dismay, he became oblivious that a snake was slithering its way to him. Once he heard the familiar loud hissing, he hollered in fear causing the female to snap her attention to him.

"Care to explain why you are here, you bastard?" Y/N growled, hands on her hips.

As much as Oikawa hated to admit, her words struck a poisonous arrow to his heart. Quickly thinking of something wise to say, he stuttered, " I just w-wanted to visit the park. W-why are you here? Doesn't t-the art club have a club room?"

Her eyes filled with rage, and looked like he just had set a ticking time bomb in them. "How the hell am I suppose to work when your banshees are always noisy," Y/N barked at him loudly.

Oikawa scratched the nape of his neck in embarrassment. "So, you forgive me?" He asked her while assertively making eye contact with her ,and giving her a wide bribing grin.

Y/N's eye brows furrowed in anger. She gave him a hateful glare and spoke, "Forgive? You wasted my damn time. Now I have five days to finish this painting, you little shit!"

Oikawa flinched at her sudden negative outburst and protested. "It's not my fault!"

Y/N rolled her eyes and began to pick up the canvas off the ground. "Don't you dare follow me, " she sneered at him and then started to walk away.

Oikawa ignored her warning and trailed behind her, sighing loudly every so often trying to catch Y/N's attention.

Y/N grew angry as the brown-haired male wouldn't stop pestering her. "Shut up, shittykawa! Just leave me alone, you asshole!" She furiously shouted, turning around and kicking Oikawa's stomach along the way.

"Ow, that hurts! Stop acting like Iwa-chan!" Oikawa exclaimed while rubbing his stomach to relieve the burning pain.

"Can you stop following me? I need to finish this! I'll do anything for you to stop pestering me!" Y/N desperately complained while pointing at the canvas.

Her complaint caused a smirk to appear on Oikawa's face. "Anything you say? Go on a date with me tomorrow!"

Y/N sighed in annoyance. She wanted to finish the stupid painting badly so she quietly muttered 'yes'.

"I can't hear you! What did you say?" Oikawa said while grinning at her.

Y/N grumbled angrily at Oikawa. She controlled herself from strangling the bastard. "I said yes, now leave shittykawa!"

"What's the magic word, chibi-chan~"

"No way I'm saying that to you!"

"I'm not leaving then!~"

"P-please!"

Oikawa grinned widely at Y/N." Your wish is my command, my lady~"

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     Y/N stood in front of the canvas, grinning widely. Finishing the painting made her feel like she just won the lottery. Although, realization of what Oikawa and her were doing today faltered her grin.

    She groaned in frustration and walked out of the messy room she was in. Walking upstairs to clean her splattered clothes, the door bell rang. Y/N cursed to herself as she knew it was Oikawa waiting outside her house. Quickly running to her bedroom, she rummaged through her closet to find a maroon turtle neck and blue, denim jeans.

    Y/N loudly cursed at herself as the doorbell irritatingly rang multiple times. She ran downstairs to open the door to only find a bundle of roses shoved to her face.

   "Here are your flowers,princess~" Oikawa purred at her, giving a flirtatious wink along the way.

    "I swear to my life, I will find a way to make your death an accident, " Y/N uttered darkly, pushing the bouquet of roses off her face.

     Oikawa gasped in shock. "You wouldn't!" He dramatically shouted and placed his hand on his chest looking as if he was offended.

"Oh, I would! Now let's go, I'm bored," Y/N said while glaring at him.

    Oikawa snickered. " Alright, princess~. Eager to get a kiss from the famous setter? "

    Y/N grumbled in response. "Eager for my fist to wipe that shitty grin off your face? "

"Chibi-chan, how rude!"

"Can we go now? I still have other paintings to finish. "

"Fine!"

     As they were walking, Oikawa had a sudden urge to hold Y/N's hand. Every so often, he would scoot closer to her and take small glances at her hand. Y/N, being a very smart female, noticed this "urge."

      "Touch my hand shittykawa, and you'll start wishing that you should've went to Shiratorizawa."