🌊𝕙𝕒𝕚𝕜𝕪𝕦𝕦 𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕤𝕙𝕠𝕥𝕤🏐

•oikawa tooru 🎆

  he's been watching you, for two months. it's safe to say that he was head over heels for you, obsessed with every part of you.

  "iwa-chan!" he whisper yelled.

  "what?" his best friend replied.

  "she looks so sexy when she's focusing in class," the pretty brunette said. but it all went down in flames when you overheard his conversation during lunch.

  it all happened when oikawa was blabbering about everything about you. the way you walk, talk or how your eyes flash seriousness whenever you converse with someone. you weren't freaked out, but surprised at how someone would actually notice you. however, you hated when people stalk you, and you're mad at him.

  recently, oikawa finally mustered the courage to talk to you, but you would give him the cold shoulder, completely ignoring him. you thought of him as childish, annoying and just another playboy with a pretty face.

  sometimes, he would follow you everywhere and annoyed you to the point where you just want to pull out all his hair and burn his face.

  until one day, your impression of him changed.

  it was late, and you were walking home alone because you warned the setter not to follow you home. he hesitantly agreed, but felt a little sad when you rejected his offer. he still had a smile on his face, making you filled with guilt.

  you could hear footsteps behind you, and you sighed, thinking it must be that brunette again. you spun around, yelling, "oikawa tooru!"

  but you eyes went wide, and your lips trembled, seeing it was two well built men, evil grins plastering their faces.

  you were doomed. there's no way you could escape from them. but still, you tried. as they began striding towards you, you screamed and ran for your life, but your heavy bag wasn't doing you a favor.

  your run was eventually broken. running into a dead end alley caused your heart to sink. the two men inched closer to you and you could feel their breaths.

  "go away," you managed to croak out between your heavy panting.

  as they reached out their hand to your face, a deep voice boomed from behind.

  "let go of her!"

  you flinched at the sudden voice, but you knew who it was. from the spiky hair silhouette, you know it's iwaizumi. you heaved a sigh of relief, knowing that you will be saved.

  the men charged towards him, giving you air to breathe. the muscular spiker fought with two men, and was losing as they chased him to the wall.

  just as one of the men was going for you, he was kicked harshly from the back and fell to the ground, groaning in pain.

  "(first name)-chan!" the familiar soft voice rang in your ears like a melody.

  "bastard!" one of the men swooped up an empty beer bottle and was going to smash it down at you.

  you shut your eyes from the sudden attack but didn't feel any pain at all though the sound of glass shattering pierced through the air.

  "scram. don't make me repeat myself," oikawa threatened in a low voice.

  the two men ran off, seeing that oikawa didn't collapse after getting hit by a bottle. they knew he was tough and made the right choice by fleeing.

  "hey, trashykawa, you alright?" iwaizumi walked towards us while rubbing his head.

  "yeah, i'm fine," he answered, but blood was dripping from his arm.

  "let's head towards my house, i'll fix your wounds and you guys can spend the night there. if you don't mind," you suggested, and they nodded with a thankful smile.

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  as the three of you walked into your little apartment, iwaizumi plopped down on the couch. "thanks, (first name). my mum's gonna kill me if she sees me in this state," iwaizumi chuckled lightly while pointing at his bruised head and a cut above his brow.

  you smiled and got the first aid kit before attending to the spiker first. you rubbed his bruise for a few minutes before letting him do it himself. you cleaned his cut and plastered a doraemon plaster which you thought was cute.

  "thank you, i'm gonna go sleep," he said and you led him to a spare room before heading down to oikawa.

  as you were tending to his bleeding cut, you noticed he was being awfully quiet.

  "hey, you're unusually quiet. what's wrong?" you broke the thick and tense silence between you two.

"you like him don't you?" the brunette asked while staring at the wall.

  you were left flustered. "what?"

  "the way you act around him, why can't you be like that to me too?" he pouted sadly.

  'ah, he's jealous,' you thought to yourself.

  "i don't like him, but i do like someone else," i trailed off. he seemed upset for a moment but then kept his cool and asked, "who is he? or is it a she!?" he gasped and I smacked his head.

  "ouch," he winced.

  "hm, he is tall and handsome, not to mention he is really kind and caring. though he's kinda annoying, i believe he'll make a good boyfriend. and he's actually smart," you described.

  "who? who is it!?"

  "i guess you're not that smart after all," you sighed and headed to your room. he was confused for a while but then when he know the answer,

  "(Y/N)-CHAN! I LOVE YOU TOO!"

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