𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐢𝐚 [𝙤𝙞𝙠𝙖𝙬𝙖 𝙩.] ✓

[ ⋆ ༄ ˖⁺ 𝙨𝙞𝙭𝙩𝙚𝙚𝙣 ]

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pulling in to your driveway the boy looked at you questioningly before opening the door and stepping out. he silently followed you through the front door and up to your room. 

"sit." you gestured to your bed and watched as he set his bag down before taking a seat. you sat next to him as the silence of the room weighed on you both, neither of you spoke, you just sat. after sitting in the silence for what seemed like ever, he finally spoke up,

"that was the end of high school volleyball for me ya know? i wanted to go to nationals. i wanted to show everyone that i was good enough. i wanted to prove that being a genius doesnt mean shit as as long as you have a good team-"

he continued on about his dream, about why he was so upset that you saw him lose, about the feeling of thinking that you're never enough no matter what you do,

at some point he let a tear slip, then another, it got to a point where he just turned away from you. you didnt respond, you simply turned him back towards you,

"i know you wont believe me, but you did so good. i dont care what anyone else says. i am so proud of you, okay?"

he quickly pulled you into his arms before resting his head on your shoulder, for a second you were stunned, slowly you eased into the embrace and did the same. as he pulled back he wiped his tears again before smiling at you, a real, genuine smile.

"thank you."

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after the crying session he immediately started ranting about some guy he called "ushiwaka". he was very passionate about this subject as he kept moving around as you tried to secure the ice pack on his knee,

"oikawa, sweetie, if you dont stop moving around, im gonna throw this at you."

the moving stopped but the complaining didnt, you pulled out your laptop and sat next to him, he began looking up videos of the guy to show you. he commentated on every single one of the videos, each compliment was backhanded and every comment was filled with aggression,

"hes a literal tank, but SUPER boring, hes so blunt, its annoying. how do girls find him attractive?! i dont get it."

"huh. hes hot though."

he turned his head towards you before gasping dramatically, "so you think that THING is hot, but not me? im hurt."

"i never said you werent."

his eyes widened,

"you think im hot?

"uh- i-, no? i dont know? youre cute though! 10/10 oiks. 10/10."

he only smiled before playfully rolling his eyes, "why do you call me oiks? i mean, i get that its a nickname, but why not just call me by my first name?" you choked and looked at him, "that would imply that we are either best friends or dating. and we are neither-"

"then why dont we date?"

"y-yOU CANT JUST-"

you were interrupted as he cupped your face with both hands and pressed your lips to his. as he pulled away he wore a triumphant smile before he pulled you closer to him,

"i think i waited long enough, my confession may have been half assed before, so i hope this one makes up for it~"

you only blankly stared at him, shocked. that was certainly not what you were expecting out of tonight, you expected to be friends again and then to continue as normal, not, this.

but looking back on the past months you can definitely say you've had a change of heart, you can say that his company brings you happiness, he makes you feel content in life. the months in which you spent ignoring him made you feel stupid, but it seemed worth it to be where you are now,

"thank you, tooru"

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a/n: what we've been waiting for !