Happy With You [] Oikawa x Reader

SATURDAYS ARE FOR THE BOYS

Hi Guys :) I live and breathe for the boys above.

WARNING: This is highkey a chaotic crack chapter.

I JUST WATCHED THE MOVIE MIDSOMMAR AND THAT MOVIE FUCKED. ME. UP. LIKE IT FUCKED MY FUCK. I just needed to write something sweet in order to bleach my mind(っ- ‸ -)っ 

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IWAIZUMI POV

I clapped my hands together, "alright, boys. Are we ready?"

I turned around to face Matsun and Maki-chan as the two adjusted their clothes in the mirror. Tonight was Oikawa and (Y/n)'s first official dinner date. Being Oikawa's best of friends, the three of us decided to go and spy on them.

"Wait," Hanamaki began "we are going to need a better disguise. They are gonna notice us right away." I nodded in agreement. We were all just wearing sweatpants and T-shirts, so we would definitely get caught.

Matsukawa suddenly perked up"oh shit, wait! Do you guys remember when the 4 of us went as girls for Halloween?" Hanamaki and I nodded, slowly before Matsun continued, "I still have the wigs and clothes at my house---"

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(Y/n) POV

Oikawa softly took my hand as he led the two of us into a popular diner. My face has been at a constant blush ever since I saw how handsome he looked tonight [can we just say Oikawa is wearing the same outfit as when he watched the Karasuno vs. Shiratorizawa?] he even kept on the glasses I adored. We were swiftly seated at a booth where we continued to chatter.

"Jeez, I'm so friggin hungry," Oikawa gushed with droopy eyes.

I gave a lopsided smile, "Yeah me to I-"

The waitress cut me off, "Well, you don't need to worry anymore, sweetie~ What can I get for you, cutie?" I opened my mouth to order, but when I looked up, I realized the waitress was looking at Oikawa.

My eye's trailed to Oikawa's face, and he looked just as surprised at our waitress's bold flirting. I felt a knot tie itself in my chest until I heard Oikawa speak up;

"I didn't exactly order a glass of your opinion, so you can take my adorable girlfriend's order first." Oikawa was now deadpanning the waitress. She instantly lost her cool and stuttered as she turned her attention to me. I ordered [favorite food], and Oikawa sassily ordered after me.

When the waitress left, I huffed out in annoyance. "Oiks, you're fangirls are like hemorrhoids," I sighed.

Oikawa reached over to ruffle my hair before giggling, "why? Because they're a pain in the ass that won't go away?"

I grinned and nodded my head, which seemed to make Oikawa light up even more. We laughed at each other for a moment, before Oikawa's face went blank. "What?" I asked, tilting my head.

Oikawa facepalmed, "look at the door." I turned around and looked at the diner entrance. I saw three people wearing black-out sunglasses, sweatpants, and sweatshirts with the hoods pulled up to cover the hairlines of their very fake wigs. I made eye contact with one of them, and they immediately darted their attention to the two other companions.

"you don't think that..." I began.

Oikawa groaned, "Oh, I know. It's them." I tried to stifle my laughs, and the two of us watched the trio scurry into a nearby booth.

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IWAIZUMI POV

"I think (Y/n)-chan just saw me," Hanamaki whimpered while he nervously twirled the ends of his blond wig.