𝒕. 𝒐𝒊𝗸𝗮.𝒘𝒂 ・umbrella girl 2

Bunko

I and Oikawa were driving to the house Bunko and He shared. He explained how he moved in with her so after she kicks him out he wouldn't have a place to stay unless he wanted to spend all the time doing paper work to move into another house, which was a bummer.

Beforehand, Oikawa knew she would either run out in anger and see me or continue yelling. So he gave me a disguise to save us.

Thankfully, if she denied that she did that, I already asked Yaku if we could look through the cameras and see if we could find any images of proof. Which we did, and that saved us time.

Also, Yaku already knew that if he ended up without a house, he could move in with us in the house we temporarily had.

We got to his house, and I waited outside by the door as he went in.

Even though I was outside, I could hear her screaming perfectly and Oikawa's calm voice.

"Ugh, you're so stupid! I didn't even do anything!!" She sounded like she was crying.

"Yes you did-" "NO I DIDN'T!" He tried to say what she did but she kept interrupting. I groaned, angry. This bitch really is annoying.

"I thought we had something!" "I-"
"I DON'T WANT TO HEAR IT!"

"WHY?!" She finally screamed. "Um... hello.." I calmly said as I opened the door and walked inside, not bothering to take off my shoes. "Who are you?" She said disgustingly.

"I'm no one important. But I heard the yelling, and he's trying to say you cheated on him, asshole." Once again venom dripped from my voice. The color in her face quickly disappeared and as quick as it left it came back. "You can't prove that!"

I pulled out my phone and showed her photos of her kissing some guy at the show. "If you don't believe look at these," I smirked under my scarf, and Oikawa smiled as he knew I was happy to be able to expose her.

"I'm leaving!" She screamed, grabbed her keys, and left. I sighed and took off the wig, my scarf, and my trench coat. That was so hot to wear. I turned to Oikawa and smiled, he returned that smile.

We started packing up his stuff, put it inboxes. He and I actually talked a lot and still had a lot in common. It made me laugh how he'd pout and fake cry when I called him shittykawa and it'd make me smile whenever I called him Tōru, his eyes would light up.

Sometimes while we were packing his stuff, we'd stop while holding boxes and just stare at each other. To others, it would've looked very uncomfortable, but we just forgot we were looking at each other and just enjoyed each other's presence.

But that joy was short-lived.

"Oikawa! Where's-" Bunko came in again, surprised to see me. "Y-Y/n-" I waved and smiled. "Hi! What's up?" She paused and looked at the boxes in my hand. "Why are you moving in?" I laughed, nearly dropping the boxes I was holding. "Oikawa's moving out." And then walked outside and placed those last boxes into his car.

"You're really leaving?" I heard her say at her doorstep, trying to contort her body to make it curvier than it already was.
"Yea, I don't want to live with a cheater." He sighed, walking to his car with his keys. She looked sad and went inside locking the door behind her.

"I'm sorry." I quickly said as he entered the car. "What are you sorry for?" he asked and grabbed my hand, his other on the wheel as he drove away to my house. "I just feel like this is my fault somehow."
Oikawa chuckled and then smiled brightly up ahead. "Without you suddenly appearing, I don't think I would've seen you again." He had a point.

He pulled up to my house, and let me hop outside. I got put and went to the back seat, pulling out boxes. "What are you doing?" I hummed ignoring him and brought his stuff to the door, where Kageyama helped bring it in. "Y/n, " He said almost sternly. "Hm?"

"What are you doing?" He asked, a look of confusion in his eyes. "You're moving in with us?" His eyes widened. "But-" I placed my finger over his mouth.
"No buts. I'm not letting you live in your car. Even if it's just for a week or something." I grinned and brought him inside.

I dragged him up the stairs and showed him my room. "We're sharing this together." I chuckled. "It's not the best, but it definitely will work out right?" It was obviously pretty good though. He nodded, finally giving in.

He helped bring in his things, and when we finished he plopped down onto my bed. "Are we sharing this together~?" He teased. "Yes, Tōru. I don't wanna sleep on the floor and I wouldn't let you either." His playful expression changed to a flustered one.

"Come on, Akaashi made dinner!" I giggled at the end, clapping my hands excitedly. We jumped down the stairs and sat at the table across from each other. "So, we're staying here for a week. And then to what, Peru?" Yaku started, Oikawa was new to this. "Actually they switched it to two days unfortunately. But yup, Peru." Akaashi said. "The show will be in a week though, so we'll have more time to kill in Peru than in Brazil."

Yaku turned to Oikawa, full seriousness on his name. It was normal for when he made that face, that he wanted everyone's elbows and hands off the table. So everyone did just that, Oikawa somehow catching it and doing the same. "Oikawa, would you be able to come to all of our shows? We can pay for plane rides and everything. "

Oikawa's face brightened and he gave off that popular grin. "Of course." Yaku sighed happily, and everyone placed their hands on the table again and resumed eating.

I accidentally hit Oikawa's foot under the table, and he hit mine back. I hit it again and he returned it. He and I made eye contact. Oh, it's on.

We continued this game until my foot went the wrong way and I kicked Kuroo. He complained but soon joined the game, Bokuto following along. This game went too long than planned, but it was surprisingly and stupidly fun.

I hissed, my foot hurting from all the under the table. Bokuto accidentally kicked Kenma's shin, and his switch fell into his food.

He sighed and looked down disappointed. Kuroo was going to comfort him but Kenma hit Kuroo, before getting up and starting to run to us. We all go up and ran in different directions, except me and Oikawa.