Barriers [Oikawa x Reader]

13. Mentor

            A good deed is always selfish. Having done a good deed means having an upper hand on something on someone. It's called leverage.

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"Eh, here, ___-chan. I'll give you my swea-.", Oikawa was cut off with his suggestion as he approached you.

"You should change, ___.", Kenzo suggested. "You're gonna get cold. I could lend you a shirt to change on."

You stood taking on Kenzo's offer but you didn't neglect to hear such nice gesture that Oikawa offered before he got cut off by Kenzo. "Oh, Oikawa... thanks anyway."

Oikawa nodded with a smile as he was saying 'It's nothing.'

He was being nice to me? It's not like that could help him gain anything.

"I'll just borrow from Kenzo since we're at his house and you might get cold too.", you explained. Why did you have to reason out to him on why you turned down his offer?

"Yep, I know.", Oikawa responded with a polite smile.

"Thanks, junior for being concerned of my ___."

"Heh."

That was weird.

"You coming?", Kenzo spoke as you found yourself stunned for a second there.

"H-hai!", you responded trailing behind the dark haired boyfriend of yours.

The two of you halted as you came in front of room which doors were opened by Kenzo. It must be his room. You followed him inside and he immediately took some folded cloth from his closet. He handed it to you and you've accepted it politely.

As you unfold the dress, you've noticed that it looked too petite.

You just shrugged and thought maybe that's just how it looked. So you headed on to fitting the dress.

"I'll head back outside."

"Wow, this is really fit, is this his little sisters?", you prompted towards the mirror and tried to tug on the skirt to lower it. It made you really uncomfortable that it was showing off a lot of your legs too much.

You turn on your back and you can't even zip the dress well.

"What do I do?", your eyebrows knitted in distress. Kenzo's the only one outside, you can't possibly ask help from a man. He'll see your undergarment.

'Wait.', you stopped on your tracks. It's your boyfriend after all. He should be trustworthy enough to do something like this.

He's not a pervert isn't he?

You shrugged your head. 'I'm sure he isn't.'

You seemed to have made up your mind but as you headed towards the door to call him out, something's telling you that you shouldn't.

You hesitated because of your gut feeling. It was weird.

"___...", the knob twisted and the door was opened. "Need some help? You seem to be taking so long."

It was Kenzo after all, it's like he can sense your distress before you even call out to him.

"Ahh, yes!", you were flustered. Your heart was beating fast but it wasn't because you're fluttering. It was as if something is weird.