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🧸🌹bday special (oikawa)🌹🧸

ok so i'm still not over whatever is wrong with me so this story won't make much sense sorry bout dat

intentional lowercase ;P
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"yes, thank you mrs. oikawa, i promise i will make sure everything goes okay." y/n held takeru in her arms. he may be 8 years old, but he was still small enough to be held. little takeru seemed to have taken a liking to y/n for whatever reason, maybe it was their charismatic aura, or their Indescribable charm that could make anyone flustered. takeru held his toy car in his hand as the two older women chatted away.

"oh well, i trust you can take care of things from here~ i'll be on my way. oh! and takeru's uncle will be here soon, so don't be alarmed when he arrives." mrs. oikawa exclaimed with her cheery voice and big expressions.

"yes ma'am!" with their free hand, y/n saluted to the women who slowly back out of the door.

"alright takeru! what do you wanna do? it's still a bit early for lunch, we could play a game?" y/n sat takeru down on his feet, and he just tossed his toy car into the pile of other disregarded toys. "let's play volleyball, in camp we've been working on receives. do you know how to play volleyball y/n-chan?" takeru grabbed a volleyball out of a closet by the front door, making his way to put on his shoes. "yeah, i've played a bit! we can go to the park and play since it's nice out~"

"what about uncle tooru?" takeru paused on his left shoe. "your mom left his number with me, i will text him we will be at the park!" y/n pulled out their phone and texted oikawa where takeru and them will be.

"let's go takeru!" y/n opened the door and takeru wasted no time to rush out with a excited grin on his face. locking the door, y/n did a little jog to catch up with takeru.

*ding*

"hey takeru, your uncle will be coming to the park, he wants to say hi."

"whatever, uncle tooru is lame."

to this, y/n had to hold on their laugh at the insult.

"i'm sorry, i'm what?" a voice spoke up from behind the two.

"oh, hi uncle tooru." takeru barely spared him a glance and continued walking to the field.

"why that little-"

"hi! i'm l/n y/n, i'm the babysitter." y/n out stretched their hand to oikawa, who just looked them up and down.

before y/n could awkwardly put their hand down, oikawa energetically shook their hand. "hello there y/n~chan! i'm oikawa tooru, you can just call me tooru." y/n grinned at tooru, before guiding him to takeru.

"y/n! help me with my receives!" takeru jumped up and down.

"what? why won't you ask your dear uncle tooru to help you?" tooru pouted, appearing more of a toddler then takeru.

"cause y/n is cooler." he bluntly stated.

y/n snickered at toorus expression, a sad little puppy.

"ok, you ready takeru?" y/n did a light under hand serve that would be easy to receive for takeru.
but when he bumped the ball, it went flying behind him.

"aw man! why does it always do that?!" takeru frowned and whined while picking up the ball.

"takeru, instead of trying to lift it with your arms, try dropping your hips and when the ball touches your arms, try lifting it with your body."  y/n made their way to takerus side, and demonstrated themselves.

"here, try sending the ball to me."  takeru used a softer serve to get a better grip on receiving.

"do you under stand? let me toss you a few more."
y/n under hand tossed the ball to him, only a few feet away.