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OIKAWA TOORU, ANG KUPAD

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OIKAWA TOORU, ANG KUPAD.
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  "Ano 'to?"

  Iwaizumi shrugs, massaging the bridge of his nose as he gently pushes Oikawa who appears to have trouble walking in a straight line or standing straight. He seems woozy and drunk, the stench of alcohol also reaches your nose, giving you a clear idea of what's going on.

   "Weakshit eh." you hear Iwaizumi mutter out as he plopped himself on a nearby chair outside your place.

   "Amputa tapos sakin mo papaalaga utak walang tatay ka talaga eh." you turn to Oikawa who stood in front of you, waiting to be accepted in your arms. Eyes softening, you took Oikawa by the hand as you led him inside after kicking the chair Iwaizumi is seated on earlier, receiving a loud groan from him.

    "Ano yan, lasing?" your mom, who's seated by the living room, questions.

    "Hindi, tanga lang." you watch as Oikawa struggles to even keep his eyes open. He must have drank enough to be this quiet. Either that or he's just being respectful and didn't want to create a scene in front of your family.

   "Kailan ka uwing Manila?" your mom asks, flipping through various movies on the television, legs crossed as she waits for your response. "Maayos na raw unit mo eka ni Tita Bec mo."

   "Ay, ganon. Kung maayos naman na siguro sa Thursday or Friday nalang, traffic sa Rockwell pag weekends e."

    The apartment unit you were staying at back in Manila is owned by a relative. The unit you had wasn't pleasing enough to stay in due to broken fenestration such as locks, doors, windows, cabinets, and some leaks. You spoke to your relative about it and they had offered to have it fixed, suggesting to have you stay back at your mom's place for the meantime because the apartment building is packed with tenants and they can't have you staying in any other room.

     Sitting Oikawa inside your room, you had to make sure that he's still somewhat aware of what's going on with his surroundings.

   "I wish I can speak tagalog." you hear Oikawa utter out, his head hanging low as he finds it difficult to keep it up due to the alcohol's affect in his head. "So that I can understand you better. It always feels like we live in two different worlds."

    You completely forgot how vulnerable this man is whenever he consumes liquor. He was probably asked to drink by Iwaizumi and your cousins. They're not too far from brothers, after all.

   "Dami arte, mamaya mag suka pa." you push him down your bed, letting him rest until he's sober enough to understand what he's talking about.

  "Don't you want to go back in Japan?"

  You spin your swivel chair to Oikawa's direction and you can see his stubborn ass attempting to sit up again. "No, I've invested enough here." you flatly responsed, hoping that he'd just accept any answer you have on your plate.

   "Argentina? I can take care of you." Oikawa says, brushing strand of his hair away from his eyes. "...My hair's getting longer."

   "I can take care of myself here, Tooru."
  
    "...Okay, baby. I'm sorry."
   
   You can feel your ears perk up from his callsign. You're trying to convince yourself that it was just his liquor talking. Hopefully.

   Fuck.

    "Gago, wag mo patulan, talaga naman, wag ka pa tanga." you curse yourself as you bury your face on your hand. Good God, this is gonna kill you so bad. "Go to sleep, please."


   "I want to go back home with you." Oikawa slurred his words just as he lets his head fall back on his pillow. "I miss you so much."

   "Delikado mag salita puta." you let him mumble nonsense under his breath as you turned your lampshade on, turning the main light inside your room. You wanted to choke yourself so bad for wanting to sleep beside him. This is so stupid of you.

    You crouch down by your bedside, observing how Oikawa's eyelids flutters shut. Biting your lower lip, you held back any urges that are whispering demonically by your ear. Yes, you confessed that you missed him, but that's it. Neither of you made it clear that you wanted to get back together.

   Even if he made it clear that he wanted you back, will you be able to handle it?

   You brush your fingertips against his forehead, a frown on your lips at your thoughts. "Yeah," you murmur. "Your hair is getting longer...baby."

   "Ayun lang medyo tanga." you hear yourself curse from within. "Bobo move [ name ], haha, kainis."

   You immediately stood up from where you're crouched, jumping out of your room and hopping out of the house to check back on Iwaizumi who you've left by the porch.

   "Patola sa ex amputa." Iwaizumi laughs loud as he listened to the impulsive, demonic thoughts that has been forming. "Easyhan mo lang kasi. Uminom nga yan kasi naguilty na nakipag break sa'yo. Iyakan mo ba naman."

   "Wala naman kasing klarong sagot saming dalawa, nakakainis talaga." you aggressively shake your head sideways. "Kasalanan mo 'to e. Uuwi ka na nga lang mag dadala ka pa ng problema!"

   "Ay sus, pinapatulan mo na nga yung problema." Iwaizumi stands up from the chair he's seated in, the dim moonlight of the evening lighting the porch. "Inom? Kaya ko pa."

   "Utak lasinggero feels." you say, in a way of rejecting Iwaizumi's offer. "Ay, hatid mo pala ako Manila sa Thursday or Friday, please."

   Iwaizumi raises a brow. "Bakit? Okay na ba yung unit mo doon?" he questions, tilting his head.

   "Oo. Lipat na din ako by that day." you said, standing up from your chair. "Pano si Tooru? Sainyo muna, diba?"

   "Para namang papayag yan na wala ka sa paligid. Uwi namin next week na e, mababaliw talaga yan." Iwaizumi rubs the back of his head, actually giving thought to Oikawa's tantrum once he finds out that you'll be moving back in Manila.

   ...

   You say inside the car with your fingers massaging the bridge of your nose. Quiet curses escapes your lips as Iwaizumi waves goodbye to his parents and yours outside.

   "Does your head hurt?"

   You lean back, turning your head to Oikawa who is seated beside you, a little concerned. "Want me to give you a kiss to make it feel better?" he teasingly grins.

    "Bastos, puta."

   He ended up coming to Manila with you, after all.

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no translations cause ik most of you can understand what im writing here lol mga sugapa sa haikyuu filipino au 🫵🏻

ok sorry ugaling walang makain sa dorm

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