The Dorms || Oikawaxreader (complete)

Seven - Him.

Your POV
"Nishinoya's mother has arranged a marriage for me." I was standing at the entrance to the common area, all eyes on me but my eyes flickered between Nishinoya and Oikawa's faces.

"SHES WHAT?!" Nishinoya exclaimed, visibly angry

"I-it gets worse.." I admitted, tearing up a bit.

"Who is it?!" Oikawa was trying to keep his cool but failing miserably. The look on his make was a mix of hurt and anger, I couldn't bear to look at it.

"Yuji Terushima." The room fell silent

"He's in my human biology class." Oikawa managed to mutter out, "He's rich. You would live comfortably." Oikawa sat back down. I could tell he was thinking, thinking about the type of life i would have with a man like Terushima.

"Wait the one we used to live by?" Nishinoya looked absolutely disgusted, "He used to pick on you every day!!!"

"What am I supposed to do?" Tears started streaming on my face as every boy in the room stood up and walked over to me, including Akaashi, Bokuto's boyfriend, who didn't even know me. They wrapped their arms around me in an effort o comfort me. Kuroo looked over at Bokuto, having a silent conversation.

"(Y/N), we may not have known you very long but this entire dorm of guys thinks of you as our little sister," he had a serious and protective tone, "We will get you out of this. We promise."

"I second that!" Asahi added, soon enough the entire room had sworn to get me out of this situation, but how?

Oikawa had gone quiet at this point, deep within thought, "What's our first step?"

Kenma started thinking, placing his hand on his chin, "Well we can start with meeting the guy, get a good feel for him." Kenma looked up at him, "(Y/N) did Nishinoya's mom send you his phone number?"

"Yeah," I said taping on my phone screen to make sure

"Good," Kenma smirked, "Tell him we are having a game night tonight, now let's go plan your outfit. Kuroo, take my card and go to the store and pick up a ton of board games."

"Okay but I'm taking Bokuto and Akaashi," Kuroo announced

"Nope Akaashi and Iwaizumi are going to clean up the dorm." He said glaring in the direction of the dark-haired boys. Kenma dragged me to my room, throwing open my closet door and rummaging around in my drawers. He found my crops tops looking at each of them thoroughly, picking a baby pink velvet one with a sweetheart neckline and spaghetti straps. He pulled out a pair of light wash, ripped, skinny jeans. "Do you have any heels?"

"Uh no, I can't walk on those things." If I have to wear heels I think I may run away instead.

"Uh okay" He rummaged around through my bin of shoes, finally deciding on a pair of pink timberlands, "get dressed"

"Um...."

Kenma sighed and turned around, "(Y/N) I'm GAY and would have been looking at my phone either way."

I slipped on all of the pieces and let Kenma face me again. He took a good look at me and started on my hair, putting soft beach waves into it. I stood in front of my full-length mirror, taking in the dolled-up version of my reflection, "I don't think I've ever looked this good!!" I exclaimed

"Some people say I have talent," Kenma boasted, "I just think I'm a gay boy with too much time on my hands and too many drag shows to watch."

"I've never heard a more magnificent sentence in my entire life."

"Thanks. Now let's go show everyone else." Kenma grabbed my hand, leading me out to the boys again, "May I present to you, date night (Y/N)!!"

"Not bad!" Kuroo praised from the newly cleaned living room, "You did well on her babe."  Kenma smiled happily Ashe bounced over to his raven-haired boyfriend.

"I want to wrap her in a planet I see too much skin!!!" Nishinoya looked extremely agitated

"That's the point Noya shut up." The small boy glared at me. My eyes turned to Oikawa, his lips were parted with an awestruck look on his face. His eyes scanning me up and down.

"You look great (Y/N)" He paused for a moment, "I'm gonna fix up some snacks." The second Oikawa stepped into the kitchen the doorbell rang. It was time.

"I'll get it..." I hesitantly made my way over to the front door, turning the cold silver knob, and pulling toward myself. My eyes met with the blonds standing before me, he was taller than he used to be, but that same deviant grin was plastered across his face, "hey Terushima! Please come in!" I tried to sound as happy as I could but the truth was I was dreading this encounter. I mean this guy picked on me for years! How could I ever like him?

"Thanks." He stepped into the room, "(Y/N) I wanna start off by saying I'm sorry for the way I treated you back when we were kids. I was super insecure. And uh I brought some drinks."

"I'll put those in the fridge!" Asahi said, taking the case of alcohol from the boy in front of me. Said boy was wearing a red cotton tee shirt, black distressed skinny jeans, and black Timberlands.

"Thanks!" Terushima smiled as Kuroo offered to take his jacket.

Oikawa stepped out from the kitchen with a large bowl of popcorn, containing at least two bags, "Hey Terushima."

"Oh hi Oikawa," Terushima seemed a little uncomfortable, "Why is he here (Y/N)?"

"He's my dormmate," I informed, waking over to Oikawa and taking the bowl from him, placing it on the table.

"Wait this is your dorm?!" asked the blonde, looking a little annoyed, "I don't know if I'm comfortable with you sharing a dorm with a bunch of guys..."

"Well, why not?" I raised an eyebrow at him, "Do you not trust me?

"No, I do!" He rubbed the back of his neck, "But wouldn't you rather be in a dorm with girls?"

"No." I softly smiled, "This dorm is eventful, I like it. Anyway, why don't we get started?"

"Yeah sure." I sat down on the couch next to Iwazumi, Terushima sitting down on the other side of me. Nishinoya started since he was the shortest. We started off with Monopoly. This game never interested me much but with this household, it quickly became my favorite. 

Bokuto slammed his fist down on the table, "DAMN IT OIKAWA I OWN THAT WHOLE SECTION PAY UP!!!"

"HELL NO!" Oikawa stood up to be face to face with the owl-like boy before him, "YOU'RE IN JAIL IM NOT GONNA PAY A FUCKING CRIMINAL!!"

"It doesn't matter Oikawa's in debt anyway." Akaashi tacked on.

"I think it's time for beers," Kuroo announced, making his way to the kitchen and returning with a case of alcohol.

"Want one (Y/N)?" Terushima asked

"Oh, no thanks" I tucked a piece of hair behind my ear, "I don't drink"

"Oh come on," Terushima persisted, bringing the tip of his bottle close to my lips, "Have a little fun"

"She said she doesn't drink, Terushima." Oikawa's voice was stern, yet gentle as he pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose. 

The boy in question wiggled away from me slightly as he took a sip, "Right sorry."

The room felt heavy as Bokuto and Kuroo both sat back, looking at each other, "You know, Terushima," Kuroo looked directly into the blonde's eyes, making him visibly uncomfortable, "(Y/N) means a lot to all of us, she's practically our baby sister."

Now was Asahi's time to join in, "Yeah and if anything ever happened to her it would really make us mad."

"And it would be a shame if it was traced back to you," Bokuto added. By this time everyone in the room was looking at Terushima, well, everyone except for me. I was sitting there smirking. I could hear Terushima gulp. 

"I won't hurt her, I promise."

"Oh you better not," Nishinoya was glaring bullets into the poor boy, "Because I'll make sure you never hurt a fly afterwords."

AUTHORS NOTE

And the intensity is high.... Idk why but this chapter was so fun to write!!! I love angst and drama, as ive said before, so these types of chapters are always easiest for me to write.