Happy With You [] Oikawa x Reader

Sneaky

I just read 5 Oikawa angst oneshots. My eyes are SORE from crying. There are tears STREAMING down my face, so imma try and cheer myself up with this chapter. Sorry that sounds selfish.

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"(Y/n). (Y/n) wake up," a hushed voice along with a gentle shake of my shoulders woke me up. I woke to to see Oikawa looking down on me with an uneasy expression.

I shot up, causing Oikawa to flop back as he was still laying on top of me from when we fell alseep for a nap. "Why what's wrong?"

"Do your parents know I'm still here? Because they are pulling in right now." I leaned to the side to look behind his big dumb head that I love. Outside the window, I immediately saw the bright headlights from my parents' uber pulling in. While my parents went out for a date, they knew the boys were coming over, but they didn't want Oikawa to sleepover because they would most likely come home drunk- hence why the Uber.

I blinked.

"SHIT!" I shoved Oikawa off the couch.

He hit the ground with an overdramatic 'OUCHY'

"Oikawa! Go hide in my room!"

"Where?!" Oikawa shot back as he scrambled to his feet. " Your rooms lowkey a mess right now!"

I looked at my parents stumbling towards the door... to put it short, I was freaking the fuck out. "I dunno, my closet!" Oikawa quickly nodded before zooming upstairs to my room.

I looked around the house... Oikawa's big ass shoes were at the front door. 🚨FUCK. ME. 🚨 I practically flew to the door and threw his shoes into the nearest cabinet. At the same time, my parents opened the door.

"Whats up (Y/n)?" My mom gushed as she pulled me into a sloppy hug before swinging our bodies side to side. Her breath smelt like wine. I looked outside the door as my dad walked in. The Uber driver, a guy who looked no older than 19, had his head popped out the window. He had his hand out, flopping it between a thumbs up and thumbs down to ask if i'll be okay. I gave him a thumbs up and shut the door, and he drove away.

"Wow, group hug? Thanks for the invite." My dad pouted.

I turned to him, but my mom still clung to me. "I don't think a 2 way hug is considered a group hug, but no. You're not invited because you smell even more like beer than mom smells like wine."

"No, dear, ofc course you're invited," my mom insisted. Before I knew it, I had both my parents hugging me tight and giggling like toddlers.

I tried to squirm out since I was getting overheated. "Let me go! I gotta pee!"

My parents only tightened the hug, and now my mom was the one pouting. "You're all so grown up. Do you still need me to wipe your butt?"

"Mom!" I whined before they giggled even more before letting me go.

"What happened to our cuddlebug?" My dad sighed, walking to sit on the couch Oikawa and I were previously sleeping on. "You don't even like us anymore."

I scoffed as I walked into the kitchen to get them glasses of water. "Dad, what are you talking about. You can't guilt trip me on that. I hang out with you two all the time! Literally this morning-" I was interrupted by my mom, who was not sitting next to my dad.

"Oikawa's phone is on the couch."

I deadpanned at the wall as I quickly thought of an excuse. "He must have forgotten it," I explained as I handed them their glasses of water. Now I need a distraction. "Hey, do you guys have your phones?"