Can You Forgive Me? |Sugawara Koushi x Reader | Oikawa Tooru x Reader |

Chapter 2

You were still reeling from the fact that you ran into Suga when you got home. You could hear the noises from inside the apartment at the front door, but what else was new?

You opened the door, walked in, and set your stuff down on the coffee table in the living room. The noises were still coming from Oikawa's room, but you weren't in the mood to spoil the moment. If you did, YOU would be the one to fix it, and you weren't sure if you were in the mood for that either.

You sighed, dragging your feet as you made your way to your bedroom. You shut the door quietly and stood there, your hand still on the doorknob. The event that led to you and Suga's demise was clear in your head.

Karasuno High. Your third and last year. It was fun: full of ups and downs, crazy parties, and - you hated to admit it - promiscuity. Sure, you had gotten around to some of the guys at Karasuno, but they didn't have a bad thing to say. You were fun to hook up with and as soon as it was over you went on your way. Your reputation didn't mean a thing to you until that one sweet boy asked you to be his girlfriend.

Sugawara Koushi meant the world to you. You woke up every morning with a smile on your face. That's how happy he made you. However, he never touched you, and that made you feel... weird. You loved how gentle and sweet he was with you, but as for THAT department, you guessed he wasn't really feeling it. It didn't bother you at first.

Maybe he's just a late bloomer, You thought.

The months came and went and still nothing. You were starting to feel gross. Maybe he liked you enough to be his girlfriend but not enough to go all the way with you. You tried not to let it bother you, but there was a reason you got around as much as you did: it was like an itch that needed to be scratched, and when the itch never gets scratched the feeling lingers.

It was a bright, sunny day. You skipped out on watching volleyball practice today; you've been going to every single practice, practice game, and match since getting together with Suga months before. You decided it was time to go to your favorite cafe and have some alone time.

You got to the cafe just fine, only to find that someone was sitting at your unassigned assigned table. It was annoying, but it really was the best spot in the whole place.

"Is anyone sitting here?" you asked the brown haired boy as you walked up to the table. He looked up at you and you swore you heard angels sing.

"Not at all. Be my guest." he smiled, closing the book he was reading. He was so incredibly good looking even you got intimidated.

"Thanks." you said quietly and sat down. It was quiet for a moment as the boy was just studying you.

"I'm Oikawa Tooru." he said finally.

Oikawa...

"I'm [L/N] [F/N]. Nice to meet you."

Suga never had a problem with you talking to other guys, so you figured this time would be no different. But, oh hO HO, Oikawa Tooru had other plans in mind. With all the laughing, teasing, and flirting going on, you could feel it. He wanted you. And you started to feel like you wanted him too.

Finally, you thought as you walked home with Oikawa trailing not very far behind.

You try not to think about this next part so much. It just hurt.

It was too late when you heard your doorknob click and the door creak open. There he was: the love of your life, watching the love of his life having sex with someone else. You could feel your heart break into a million pieces when Oikawa looked back and met eyes with Sugawara.

"I'm sorry, I think I'm interrupting something. I'll just be going now." the silver haired boy said as he closed the door.

And that was the last you ever heard from him. You two avoided each other at all costs until graduation, when you could finally breathe and not have to see the face of the boy you had hurt so badly.

There was a knock at your door that ripped you from the past. Your hand was still on the doorknob, so you just opened the door. Oikawa was standing in the open doorway; he didn't have on a shirt and there were beads of sweat on his forehead.

"Sorry, [Y/N], I lost track of time." he smiled sheepishly, scratched the back of his head.

"Yes, I see you were very busy." you teased, gesturing to the open door across the apartment. The door that led to Oikawa's room. The door - that you guys did it up against more times than you'd liked to admit - was wide open, revealing an exhausted looking girl covered by a different sheet than the one you were wrapped in this morning.

At least he changed them, you thought.

"I'll get rid of her so we can study, 'kay?" he winked at you and returned to his room, closing the door behind him.

See, you and Oikawa had a... special relationship. After your break up with Suga, you guys had gotten extremely close; even dated for a little while, but ultimately decided it was best to stay friends. Whatever that meant to the two of you.

You guys moved in together shortly after graduating, and started hooking up shortly after that. It was nice; you each could bring someone home without it being a problem, you could hook up without it being a problem, and you could hang out without it being a problem. It was the perfect set up.

You waited quietly in your room until you heard the front door close. You usually did this when Oikawa brought a girl over because it was easier than trying to convince the other girl that you two were strictly platonic, even though it was clear you guys weren't.

Your door swung open before you could even make your way to the living room. There he was again: standing in your doorway, half naked.

Damn he looked good without clothes. You bit your lip and turned your head, pretending there was something interesting outside your window.

You felt your bed shift under new weight, and soon you were face-to-face with the one and only Oikawa. You knew that look in his eyes.

"Nope. Nu-uh. Not right after you were just with some girl." you shook your head. That was the only thing you had: you could not hook up with Oikawa after he'd already been with a girl and didn't shower.

Oikawa smiled, placing a soft kiss on your lips. "Come help me then." he whispered in your ear. He took your hand and led you to the bathroom. You cursed yourself for being so tightly wrapped around Oikawa Tooru's finger.