*ੈ✩₊˚▐ ❝ 𝑎 ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑓𝑢𝑙𝑙 𝑜𝑓 𝑓𝑙𝑜𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑠,
𝑎 𝑝𝑜𝑐𝑘𝑒𝑡 𝑓𝑢𝑙𝑙 𝑜𝑓 𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒐𝒓𝒔,
𝑎 𝑟𝑜𝑜𝑚 𝑓𝑢𝑙𝑙 𝑜𝑓 𝑝𝑒𝑜𝑝𝑙𝑒. ❞
in which we tell the story of two exes, two childhood friends, two...
"Oh. You're here too" Iwaizumi took notice of Oikawa and I as we continued watching the game in silence. Oikawa who was hugging his knees, jolted as he heard his best friend call unto him.
"You said that you weren't going to come because it'd piss you off, no matter who won" Iwaizumi adds the minor detail which led me to questioning the brunette once again.
Just who in the world is he, and what did he do with the real Oikawa Tooru?
It was then that the male sat up straight, putting his hands in his pockets as he smugly says, "No matter which side wins, I'm gonna be able to see the other team's face when they loose".
"You really are a piece of crap. You even dragged Hoshino around with you" Iwaizumi tells him greeting me with a nod as I shake my head and smiled.
"She said she was willing to watch the match if I was up for it, besides I don't have time to sit around feeling sorry for myself" Oikawa admits as their eyes both gaze on the match.
To be honest, even I was surprised when he brought me here. Who would have thought the Oikawa Tooru would watch the match of both his rivals. Or rather I was quite sure something must have possessed me when I invited him out in the first place, saying he can take me out this once under the conditions of our bet.
Sure, he lost the bet, but I didn't, so as for my request I had him take me out on one date. I wanted to admit the truth after giving him this last chance. But who in the world would think that the place he'll bring me to was Shiratorizawa and Karasuno's volleyball match. And with that I came to realize how big of a role volleyball always played in his life.
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When the match ended I truly came to understand what exactly Nao meant by a team who could soar the sky. They were amazing, but it was partially painful to admit that, especially right after loosing to them just a day ago.
"Kageyama does good work" Iwaizumi averts the topic as we continued to watch them after the match.
"Did you notice it too, Iwa-chan? Apparently when Four-Eyes came back, he gave them some kind of directions about blocking. Like closing in on Ushiwaka's straight. That's why after the serve, Tobio suddenly switched places with the shrimp who was in the path of the cross because Nishinoya-kun wasn't there" Oikawa tells him his observations clearly as if they were an obvious fact.
"And then he returned the ball at the last moment" Iwaizumi continues after him, "Your student's not bad".
"He's not my student!" Oikawa clarifies to which I chuckle.
"Says the guy who's been acting all triumphant after giving him advice" I remind him.
"And to top of everything," Oikawa adds, "he was able to accommodate the shrimp who came here to do something different. It's painfully obvious".
"Well... all of their good work only happened because of the blocks of that first-year with glasses" Iwaizumi says, eyeing the boy from a distance.
"But I guess the shrimp is a spiker you end up wanting to toss to. No wonder he's got Tobio wrapped around his little finger" Oikawa stands up before inviting us outside the building.
"Come on, let's go home" he says, grabbing my hand for a moment to push me in front of him. "I'd rather die than see the awards ceremony"
"You really are a crappy guy" Iwaizumi says, and I nod in agreement.
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"Well, I'll see you two around" Iwaizumi says once were finally out of the building.
"Mhm" I nod, waving goodbye to him as he whispers something in Oikawa's ear.
"I don't plan to" Oikawa tells him a moment later, to which I had to ask.
"What was that about?" I turn to him as soon as Iwaizumi leaves.
"He says I shouldn't make you cry this time around" Oikawa answers almost immediately to which I chuckle as we walk together in the silence.
When he walks me home for once I have no qualms, for once we don't have any banters. It was just silence, a rather comfortable silence. And with that I take the chance to tell him the truth.
"I'm sorry" I tell him, pouring out everything I meant for a change. He gives me a look as if he knew it was too good to be true.
Coward, I had told myself at that moment, and right then, I knew.
I was afraid of loosing Oikawa Tooru again.
I was terrified of the thought that I'd be the same old sullen girl who had cried over the guy who dumped her as if she lost her life. I was scared of the idea he'd leave me like how he did three years ago after a petty fight. I was frightened by the knowledge that I am in love with him the second time around, but this time I didn't want history to repeat itself. This time, I couldn't take another heart break.
"There's so much we have to prioritize and even if we did get back together, I don't want to be the same girl mulling over a guy who'd dump her. I can't rotate my entire life over one guy. I can't solely depend on a single person. That's why. You're a great guy, but I want to have myself sorted out before I fall for another person again. So if you're willing to wait, then that's really great, otherwise I believe you have the right to decide," I ramble on and on before admitting, "I think we should stay as friends".
"Honestly, I'm pretty sure you're more than worth the wait. So if that's alright with you. I hope you won't feel bad about it".
"Of course" I say with utmost seriousness and the best smile I could muster. "Thanks for everything, Tooru."
おわり fin.
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so that's 1/3 of pastel done, and i'd like to thank all the people who have been supporting this book so far. i really did my best to leave it at an open ending for those people who don't want them to get back together, so i did what i believe would be the most mature decision out there. i sincerely hope you enjoyed their story. thank you for reading this book.
