After the train ride back home, you and Oikawa ended up at your house.
He'd told you some of the things you'd said when you were drunk the night before, and you hated that you'd practically confessed to him. He waved it off with a smile.
You hadn't returned his shirt, and it was currently the only thing you were wearing, besides your underwear. He'd gone to his house to shower and change, and when he returned, he was wearing Seijoh sweats and a light gray tank top. His hair was wet and messy, and he was wearing glasses. It was somehow the most attractive thing you'd ever seen.
Immediately, you had reached up to brush your fingers through his wet hair, then you had placed a hand on his cheek. The whole time, he smiled at you like the happiest person on earth.
But then, he pulled away from you and flopped down onto your bed. "What're your plans for today?"
You jumped onto the bed beside him. "I figured I should talk to Azumi."
Oikawa nodded, closing his eyes. "Go be a good friend."
You lightly smacked his head and he grabbed your wrist, pulling you on top of him. You blushed, well aware of the fact that your shirt had pulled up, revealing your thighs.
Oikawa grinned at you. "I don't think you could win a fight against me."
"Really now?" You raised your hand to hit him playfully, but before you could, he flipped the two of you over so he was on top.
"Really," he whispered
You kneed him in the gut and he fell onto you, his body pressed against yours. You could feel his heartbeat synchronized with yours.
The two of you stayed like that for a few minutes, gazing into each other's eyes. You were so tempted to close the gap separating you from him, but you waited. You wanted him to make the first move.
"I should go," you finally whispered. He exhaled softly, and butterflies erupted in your stomach.
He rolled off of you, and you laid beside him, your mind wandering to where that could have gone if you hadn't decided to leave.
"I'll see you later... right?" He looked up at you hopefully, those big brown eyes glimmering.
"Hm," you said, pretending to think about it. "You might have to bribe me with cake."
"I'm sure I could bribe you with... something else." He winked.
Your heart skipped a beat and it took a lot of self-control to stand there completely still. "Make sure it's something good."
He smirked and watched you pull on a pair of black leggings. "I'll see you later, love." He walked out the door and you watched him go, thinking only about how goddamn attractive he was with those glasses on.
*****
Standing in front of Azumi's door, you didn't give yourself a chance to doubt what you were doing. You knocked and waited for her to answer.
She opened the door, her eyes narrowing in surprise when she saw you. "[y/n]?"
"Can we talk?"
She nodded and you stepped into her house, which was just as familiar to you as your own. The two of you sat down at her kitchen table and she folded her hands together. "Talk."
"I should start by saying I'm sorry."
She nodded.
"You were right. About everything."
