Oikawa xreader 🌻his sunflower🌻

New neighbors

Y/n's POV: When I got home o threw my bag on the couch after I had taken my shoes off. I went tot he kitchen and started grabbing things so I could make dinner.

Bipolar wannabe😒:hey I'm home and making food. Come over when you please

Best Gurl🥺:ok be there soon

I turned some music on and connected it to the speakers and cranked that shit. Hopefully the new neighbors wouldn't mind. Then again any neighbors I ever got were assholes. *knock knock!!!* it was very loud knocking. I turned the stove off a I finished cooking and went to the door. I opened the door and there stood a decently tall female with long wavy black hair who seemed quite angry and annoyed. "Hello miss can I help you?" "Were on earth our your parents young lady!" "Oh their dead. But I can help you if you please you see I live alone as I'm a third year and fully capable of doing so." "Ok then you should know that it is rude to be playing music that loud." "Actually anyone I live by is ok with it. They say I have great taste in music and people respect me. But I'm so sorry you didn't know that's how things were on this street." "You better turn the music down!" "Hmm how about no. Oh and the cops don't mind either since I'm still in the noise protocol thingy." "So your not breaking the law with how loud this music is?!" "Exactly." "Mom! Come home already Hoshi needs you!"

I knew that voice. I grabbed my phone paused the music. "Kyoutani is that you?!" "Yeah!" "Hi new neighbor! Lady calm down this isn't an every night thing." She stormed off as I played the music again and began getting my plate ready.

Kyoutani's mom is kinda rude. Or maybe she's just having a bad day. "Yo y/n-Chan I'm here!" "Sweet come and make yourself a plate." "Ok thank you." (Ok so the bassist is your friend so I will be changing it to f/n=friends name ok, ok.)

F/n went and made herself some food. I turned the music off. "Man and that was a good song." "Yeah I know but we need to get this done." Sighing I pulled out my notebook and flipped to the par that had three logo designs. "Check those out and let me know if you like them. I need to find a vase." I went to my room and grabbed a vase from the closet. I put the flowers in the vase and put my dishes along with hers in the sink. "Ok so I like the second design. But where'd you get the design idea?" The design was a metro mussel that people often put on their dogs, but in this town people how use them are for the wrong reasons often abusing said dogs. But it was a metal mussel with a x over it. Written under it was 'stop the abuse!' With some dog bones in the background.

I thought. "If I had to take a guess I'd say this boy I met today. He was so aggressive for no reason and often growled or grunted. Didn't speak much but if he did he was yelling at someone. He kinda reminded me of a dog. Oh he's actually my new neighbor as well." She smirked. "So you got the design from a boy~?" "Oh my god! Shut up it's not like that you jerk." She laughed. "I'm just teasing you know that. But I like that idea. There's this dog fighting place downtown if you want to check it out?" "Hell no! Those dogs kill each other because that's all they know how to do! I'm not going to watch that shit what's wrong with you." She sighed and mentally face palmed. "Not to watch idiot but to I don't k ow try and stop it."

I looked at her like she fucking insane. "Are you fucking insane! We'll get severely hurt and sent to the damn hospital those dogs only listen to the person who made them like that because their scared of them. They'd rip us to pieces." "No I know that but what if we got a dog catcher?" "Once those dogs get to the pound they'll be killed lady. Let's just work on the lyrics ok, trust me I want to save those dogs  but there's nothing we can do."