FRESH AIR || Haikyuu!! X Reader

Loving You || Oikawa Tooru

The mirror in front of you seems intimidating. It's covering one side of the wall entirely. The yellow light from the sun pouring inside like a parcan. There you stood, twirling the dress once again to check for any kind of flaw.

You take one step forward, looking deep into the mirror. Both of your orbs scanning your face, afraid that maybe you smeared your makeup. A low chuckle could be heard from the door, making you jolted by it. Usual smirk adorning his face as he sees you panicking inside.

"Not funny." You pouted as you saw the figure, "Could you be a good brother for once, Hajime?" You saw him walked towards you through the mirror. He stood beside you, looking at your reflection. Today you look breathtaking with the beautiful dress to wrap your figure.

"You look okay." Letting out a frustrating sound, you jab him with your elbow, "Ouch! How come a woman as abrasive as you could have someone?!"

"I learn from the best, okay?" Iwaizumi eyeing you with confusion written on his face, "Duh, I have you as my brother. How could I not become like this?" You laughed, he could only smile at how your eyes twinkling with happiness.

"Why him, though? From any guy in this world, you have to choose that trash?" He asked you this almost every day. But today is the first time it seems so unreal. For you to have the brown-haired man as your significant others.

"Maybe because I know him my whole life." Your face looks so peaceful as thousands of memories twirling inside your head. Iwaizumi couldn't help but smile at how smitten you are with his best friend, "Please be supportive for today!"

His large hand patted your head gently, untangling the knotted strand in your hair, "I promise I am going to be supportive today." He stood behind you and softly kissed the back of your head, "After all, it's the last day people addressed you as Iwaizumi."

"Oh my god, Hajime. What if I tripped on my dress while I walk towards him?"

"He will laugh, of course." You snorted at the obvious answer,

"He will, though, not going to deny that." Your brother chuckled from your dejected answer, "But, he will help me and lead me to the altar, I am sure of it."

"I couldn't deal with your imagination somehow."

"Hajime!" He flinched because of the outburst. You let out a long sigh, suddenly quiet, "You think dad would approve?" You fiddled your finger as nervousness started to struck into your core, "Yes, dad may know him entirely, but what if he didn't want me to be with him? But I couldn't stop it, Hajime. I-"

"You are happy, right?" His question was catching you off guard. You nodded without any hesitation, "And you love him, right?" Your eyes met through the mirror, and you smiled.

"With my entire life."

"Good," He massaged your shoulders carefully, "That's enough." His finger pinched your nose as you pout at him, "Now, let's make him faint at the sight of you." You smirked at this, ready to face your soon to be husband.

Scratch that, you are not ready.

The second your gaze fell to the brown-haired volleyball player, you couldn't help but gripped Iwaizumis's arm tighter. There stood on the altar, is Oikawa Tooru. You told him just to let his soft hair fall down naturally, and damn he looks good without a doubt. His suit perfectly wrapped his lean figure, making you think about how could someone become this perfect.

Oikawa Tooru looked at you with eyes full of adoration. He remembered how he bowed in front of your mom and brother, asking for your hand in marriage. His day always adorned by your presence, he couldn't imagine to have it any other way for the rest of his life. You already showed him the dress before. But it still couldn't prepare him to see you walking down the altar to his embrace.