unapproachable ➢ 𝘵. 𝘰𝘪𝘬𝘢𝘸𝘢

chapter fifty

"chinami-chan!" oikawa gestures for me to go over to the couch he's sat up on.

"no."

"why no?"

makki pops up behind me and slips an arm around my shoulders. i look up to see him sticking his tongue out to oikawa.

i actually hate it here. why did i even agree to 'relax' with makki. i, firstly, go to the kitchen for a water bottle to prepare myself for tonight.

"chinami-chan, i miss you!" oikawa puts his head in his hands, pouting.

"what the fuck, am i not right here?"

"you are, but you're not here!" oikawa pats the spot on the couch next to him.

"you're too clingy." i sit on the other couch, next to makki. "where's mattsun?"

"fixing his hair." makki replies. i look to him in confusion.

"fixing his hair for what exactly."

"he's getting prettied up for you~ he said he wants attention too!"

"are you serious."

"mhm."

i drag a hand down my face. and i thought oikawa was extra.

"okay, i'm here!" mattsun announces as he reaches the bottom of the staircase. "damn it, i'm late." he looks at makki and i.

makki snickers while running his fingers through my hair.

okay, my love language is definitely physical touch, because i love shit like this. not makki, i don't love makki.

"what movie are we watching today?" mattsun questions from the other end of the couch.

"frozen!" oikawa exclaims.

"no!" mattsun and makki exclaim in unison. i pinch makki's arm and scoot over to kick mattsun in his side.

"yes." i reply.

"why did you have to pinch me?!" makki exclaims.

"because, frozen is awesome."

"that doesn't give you the right to pinch him, or kick me!" mattsun looks back to me before sitting up on the couch, his legs stretched over the arm.

"it does give me the right." i throw my water bottle at his head. it kinda.. bursts open and spills down his back, onto the couch cushions.

"chinami-chan!" oikawa exclaims while mattsun and makki chuckle.

"oops." i look to him. mattsun goes to the bathroom to dry himself off while oikawa gets paper towels from the kitchen, trying to dry off cushions.

"next time, throw something else." iwaizumi states.

"or don't throw anything at all!" oikawa scolds while pointing a finger to me. i lean over makki, towards oikawa and pretend to bite his finger.

"that's the second time you've done that!" oikawa exclaims with snatching his finger away.

"don't irritate me again or it'll be the third."

"feisty~" makki pulls me back into his arms and puts his head on mine.

"you have a fat head."

"what?!"

"you heard me, megamind."

"what did i do to deserve this disrespect?"

"oh, i don't know, constantly ask me for a fucking kiss."