Fallen- Oikawa x Reader

Chapter 1

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Oikawa Tooru watched with wide eyes as the ball smashed against the gym floor, marking the end of the set, marking the loss against him.

Again.

Ushijima Wakatoshi, Shiritorizawa's ace had spiked the last ball he needed to beat Aoba Joshai.

Again.

Oikawa was cemented to that spot. He felt his blood boiling and despair taking over.

He had dedicated his entire life to this sport, blood sweat and tears poured into every practice. Overworking to the point of exhaustion and his knee injury.

He was infuriated.

No matter what he did, no matter how hard he worked, Ushijima, his rival, his enemy, was always one step ahead and beat his confidence to pulp.

He hated him.

He hated Ushijima Wakatoshi with ever single fiber of his body.

It was a rivalry and he had respect for him.

But right now, Oikawa Tooru despised him.

Oikawa's desperate fangirls were calling out to him over the cheers of the crowd supporting Shiritorizawa's volleyball team, whimpers and concern heard amongst them as they worried for the captain that they all adored so much.

He payed no attention, not even sending them his usual sweet smile and wave. It's not like he cared anyway. They were distractions. He needed to focus. Volleyball was all that matters. Nothing else. It was his life.

It was his obsession.

Girls always flocked around him, showering him with compliments and attention. All of these things made his ego inflate but in the end he never cared for them. He had taken girls out before, had his fun but never truly cared. He didn't have time for feelings or commitment. He needed to be the best. He had to defeat the spiker who kept tearing the confidence that he always rebuilt to shreds. Volleyball was all that mattered. No girl, no distraction can get in the way of his road to success.

At least, that's what he thought.

Oikawa finally moved his head and looked around at his dejected teammates. Their spirits were crushed. Just like after every defeat they had faced from the powerhouse school that was Shiritorizawa academy.

He saw tears spill from Iwaizumi's eyes as he looked down at the gym floor. His best friend had his fists balled at his sides, shaking at the attempt to contain the overwhelming emotions from the loss.

He walked over to the bench and sat down, exasperated, taking a sip of his water while placing ice on his injured knee. His eyes wandered to his ill-spirited team but then-

"Toshi!"

Oikawa's eyes widened and his eyes shot up to the owner of the voice that sent shivers up and down his spine.

That was when he spotted her.

Her (h/c) locks flowed behind her, a beautiful smile gracing her features. She was running across the court that he had just lost the match on, the Shiritorizawa jersey she was wearing, loosely hanging on her body, covering her figure.

A foreign feeling spread through Oikawa's body like a wildfire as he stood there, stupefied. He's seen attractive girls before, but this was different.

She was surreal.

She surpassed his comprehension of perfection.

He managed to grasp every little detail of her before him that he could. It terrified him. He didn't understand what this feeling was or why he felt such a pull towards a girl he had never even seen before now.

He felt something in his chest. He lifted his hand, pressing it against his ribcage. There was a furrow in his brow at what he felt.

*badum badum*

His heart was pounding, racing in his chest and it overwhelmed him. He looked up, his lips parting as he attempted to figure out what exactly this meant.

And right as he looked up, she was lifted into the arms of Shiritorizawa's ace.

She was in the embrace of the one and only, Ushijima Wakatoshi.

Oikawa watched as the girl peppered the stoic boys face with soft kisses and Ushijima gently spun her around as she let out a laugh. The ace was entranced by her, pure infatuation evident all over his typically imperturbable face. He brought her close again and placed a gentle kiss on the tip of her nose and then her forehead. His lips curled up into a gentle smile.

Ushijima Wakatoshi was smiling.

What the actual fuck.

That was the first time Oikawa had seen a genuine smile on the face of the ace. He was smiling lovingly at the girl that was clinging onto him.

Oikawa felt yet another foreign feeling when his eyes landed on the last name on the jersey the girl was wearing.

Ushijima.

Fuck what the hell was going on with him?

She was his girlfriend. She was the only one who could put a smile like that on Ushijima Wakatoshi's face. Okay. Why did he even care about that? Why was he even thinking about this?

Suddenly volleyball wasn't even crossing his mind. The burning sensation in his chest, his inability to look away... the longing.

He wanted her.

He wanted to steal her away from him.

He wanted her all for himself and he was appalled at the fact that he admitted this.

Their eyes met as she noticed him. She felt his gaze on her.

As soon as his eyes locked on hers and he knew damn well he was in trouble when her mere gaze took the breath right from his lungs.

He didn't understand his feelings, and he didn't understand what the hell was going on but he knew one thing:

He wanted her. He wanted to take her away from Ushijima and knowing Oikawa Tooru, he wouldn't stop until he got exactly what he wanted.
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