A couple of days into their course, Satori decided to invite, to their shared dorm, his whole Shiratorizawa squad for a scary movie night. Without Toru knowing.
Toru forced himself to put on a fake smile and greeted everyone without showing any evidence of disdain. He even managed to surprise Wakatoshi, and he was not surprised easily.
Things get a little awkward, with Toru glaring at the usually flamboyant red head, who had been nervously trying to avoid eye contact with the brunette. Scared that if he looked, his soul would have been swallowed up whole. However, the sounds coming from the scary movie and the crunches of popcorn being eaten dulled out the awkwardness that had hung over them since entry, gradually dissipated. Temporarily.
Fifty minutes into the movie, they encountered a blackout. The room enveloped in darkness and the only light source emitting in the room, was from Oikawa's phone."You were on your phone this whole time?!" Satori cried out before stomping his way over to Toru, hunching over to see what could have possibly distracted Toru from such a great movie.
"You're playing Candy Crush?! Unbelievable, Toru-kun! That game is not nearly as interesting as this movie. At least come up with a better game to distract yourself from this great movie. Geez!" Satori huffed and Toru pouted.
"Well it would've been nice if you'd tell me people were coming over rather than brushing me aside and thinking that I couldn't handle having your friends over!" Toru rebutted.The two bickered endlessly, back and forth while the rest of the group had faded out their bickering and instead focused on finding a candle using their phone lights. Their attempts in finding a candle had succeeded and the room was lit up with a warm orange and slight flickering of the flame.
The sounds coming from the two bickering adults had died down and turned their attention to the light source. Satori slapped his hand to his forehead before solemnly apologizing for his behavior. "Sorry guys!"
Toru rolled his eyes at that. "Don't you think I also deserve an apology?"Satori swiftly turned on his heel to face Toru, scorn evident on his features. "Why would I apologize to you?! You're the one at fault here!" Satori pointed at the brunette in front of him who mirrored Satori's expression.
It took no time before they both started to bicker once again and the rest could not help but sigh.Yamagata was the first to speak up. "So... what now?" He scratched behind his head.
"Don't tell me we have to talk?" Taichi said, unenthusiastically. The word, talk, rolling off from his tongue distastefully.
"Nothing's wrong with talking. Talking is a good way of bonding with one another. Our team should do it more often. Good communicative skills will be beneficial to our team, in and outside the field." Wakatoshi said, frankly.
"Exactly what I was going to say!" Tsutomu added, buoyantly."Oh shut up, you copycat. It probably didn't even cross that dense head of yours." Kenjirou pointed out, bitterly. This caused Tsutomu to heat up in anger to Kenjirou's insult, but before Tsutomu could retort, Eita cut in.
"You two need to shut up or you're no better than those two behind us." Eita successfully interrupted the two of them before things heated up. "If you continue, I will personally escort you both outside and shove our heads under 3 feet of snow to cool down both of your hot heads." Eita had his arms crossed over his chest, and although he seemed calm, his tone accentuated how dead serious he was.
"He's not joking. When Tendou and I didn't stop mucking around he tied us up using the volleyball net and used us as target practice for his serves. Boy, I gotta tell ya, he was not holding back." Yamagata whispered to the both bowl cut haired males whose expressions turned pale, leaving Eita with a satisfied smirk.
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Not Alone Anymore
FanfictionOikawa Toru has a career change from Volleyball to Graphic Design due to developing osteoarthritis and is forced to walk everywhere on crutches. His hopes and dreams of going to nationals had been shattered. Nothing was going to plan. Depression and...