#oikawa imagine

[xxmaddyxx]

˖ . ݁𝜗𝜚. ݁₊ oikawa x reader ˖ . ݁𝜗𝜚. ݁₊

yall it’s been so long so if this is bad im so sorry💔

summary: the Seijoh boys and girls volleyball teams have a tournament out of town where they’re all staying in a hotel. you get stuck in a room with Tooru Oikawa who just loves to tease you knowing you have a crush on him

content: sfw!! fem reader, some swearing, mostly fluff, not proofread

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When the bus finally gets to the hotel both teams would be staying at, you step out with your friends and walk over to where both coaches are standing to organize the room situation.

“Wouldn’t it be funny if you got a room with a boy…like Oikawa?” Your friend nudges your elbow and you nudge back harder

“I highly doubt they would put opposite genders in a room together, and if they somehow did, I pray it’s not with him” You glanced at the tall brunette.

You hate how good he looked when the sunset hit his face just right. He had the brightest brown eyes you’d ever see and the most perfect skin. It just pissed you off.

The coaches rattled off room numbers and names.

“Iwaizumi and Mattsukawa, Room 305” They handed the pair a keycard.

It was just you, Oikawa, and your two friends left. No way in hell can this be happening you thought to yourself

The coach said your friends names and handed them a keycard, leaving you and Oikawa standing there staring at the coaches.

Your coach spoke up, “Now you two, I understand this seems weird and uncomfortable that we’re pairing a boy and a girl together. But we genuinely had no choice. You two will be in the room next to the coaches and we all know you two will be responsible and not try anything funny…correct?”

“Of course!” Tooru beamed, taking the keycard.

“Woah woah woah,” you said waving your hands around “there’s gotta be space in another room with girls for me,”

Your coach held up her hand, “Y/n, if it’s really that big of a deal we can make adjustments but we discussed it and we trust you and Oikawa to be responsible and you’ll be right next door to us”

You looked at Oikawa who seemed a little offended you tried so hard to change rooms in front of him. You sighed and snatched the keycard from him, “No maam, it’s okay thank you”

You drug your feet to the elevator with Tooru right behind you, “Oh come on, y/n, two nights with me won’t kill you. There’s two beds and I won’t try anything if you don’t” he smirked without looking at you while you guys waited for the elevator.

“Okay, so ew no.” you stepped into the elevator, “and two nights in a room with YOU, might just kill me” he scoffed and pressed the fourth floor button.

You didn’t look at him the entire way up and the tiny space you were in was suffocatingly tense. When the doors opened you both walked to room 417 and walked into the room.

Thank GOD there were two beds. You sat your stuff down and immediately laid down in the bed you claimed. You pulled out your phone and saw the girls volleyball group chat blowing up.

AHH THEYRE PROBABLY MAKING OUT

that’s why she’s not responding 😏

we all know she been waiting for this

you typed “Woah, not too much”

they all typed back at once

how was it👀

everyone can tell you guys like each other be so fr

awww the two seijoh setter that’s so cute

you just rolled your eyes and put your phone down. “What’s that face for?” you look up and Tooru is changing into his pajamas…shirtless

“GOD TOORU THERE IS A BATHROOM YOU KNOW” you wanted to look away but you somehow couldn’t. His perfectly chiseled figure was just there in front of you. The way his shoulders were perfectly sculpted and his abs moved with every breath he took.

“Then why are you still looking?” he smirked and pulled a tshirt over his head.

You didn’t even answer you just walked to the bathroom to change into your pajamas.

When you came back out he was sitting in YOUR bed with the TV remote in hand trying to find a movie to watch. “Uhhh so this is my bed.” you walked over to where he was.

“Aw i thought we should have some bonding time. I feel like i never see you outside of tournaments…how’s your team been doing?” he just went ahead and made himself comfortable in YOUR bed.

You knew there was no getting him out so you just awkwardly sat on the other side, giving yourself plenty of space. “Uh, we’ve been doing good. Practicing hard, I’ve been doing a lot outside of club practice too.” That caught his attention

Oikawa loves it when someone takes volleyball as seriously as he does

He didn’t look at you but said “Really? I didnt really expect that honestly”

“What exactly is that supposed to mean?” you snapped your head to look at him with your brows furrowed.

“Woah woah i didnt meant like i cant tell you practice extra, i just meant like you seem like the type of person that volleyball came naturally to you…like someone else i know” he was staring at the TV, but you could tell he wasn’t actually watching it.

“…Kageyama?”

He flinched at the name

“Look he may be naturally good, but you’re insane on the court-“

“YOU JUST COMPLIMENTED ME!!” he had the biggest smile on his face like he just caught you doing something outrageous.

“Woah, everyone knows you’re good at volleyball that’s not something crazy for me to say” you bit back a laugh at his reaction to what you said

“Oh come on what do you have against me y/n?” he threw his head back for dramatics and stared at the ceiling

“I don’t have anything against you what do you mean?” he turned to you

“Well first of all you’re practically falling off the bed from trying to be as far away as you can from me” he wasn’t lying but you didn’t even realize it

“I just don’t want to cross any boundaries” you shifted a little closer to him

“You always look at me like you have something against me is what i mean.” He looked at you with genuine hurt in his eyes, and you felt terrible, You wanted to grab his face and tell you how much you don’t have anything against him, in fact it’s the opposite.

“I just…” fuck it

“Ok you know what I do have something against you” he was all ears now “you are so perfect it’s actually sickening Tooru. You’re smart, amazing at volleyball, have fangirls, THATS OUT OF A MOVIE how the HELL do you have fangirls in HIGH SCHOOL. Not to mention you’re so handsome it’s disgusting-“ you realize what you just said

He was sitting there just staring at you with wide eyes.

“I didn’t mean…shit” you accepted defeat and laid down next to where he was sitting on your bed.

“Is all that true?”

“Yes, it is”

Silence thickened the room’s atmosphere for what felt like hours.

He broke it “You know, i could say the same about you”

“Don’t lie you’re just trying to make me feel better for my childish outbursts”

“No i’m serious y/n, you’re on track to be one of the highest in our class, you’re an amazing setter because yes I watch you for most of the girls games, and you’re the most beautiful girl i’ve ever seen”

you almost choked on air

Tooru Oikawa just called you beautiful… the most beautiful girl he’s ever seen. You have no idea how many girls he’s seen either.

“You…watch me during my games?” you sat up and pulled your knees to your chest, still next to him but a bit closer

“Yeah, you should pursue volleyball after high school, i’m serious.” you could feel him looking at you but you knew if you looked back you would lose any composure you had left.

“Thank you, it means a lot coming from you”

…

“I don’t bite you know” he chuckled still looking at how far you were from him

“Well- I- I know i just didn’t- i don’t know” you were a stuttering mess, Tooru was indirectly asking you to move closer.

He patted the mattress next to him

You slowly moved over and sat close to him

He smelled amazing

A perfect mix of musk and vanilla, and whatever deodorant he wore. You almost melted

“What movie you wanna watch?” he picked the remote back up.

You couldn’t even think of a good answer, you were so close to him your shoulders were touching

He noticed you getting flustered and found it so entertaining but sweet at the same time

“Is this okay?” he said as he wrapped his arm around you

You stopped breathing

“…y/n?” he leaned forward to look at your face, the blushing mess you’d become

“Oh, uh yeah i’m okay with that, yeah “ you couldnt even look at him

He chuckled a little bit, “If anything i’d say you have a little crush on me”

“Don’t flatter yourself” you laughed but knew he was beyond right

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ok i really really want to make a part 2 of this i have so many ideas from being gone for so long so lmk what you guys think!! my requests are always open💕

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Marriage Pact

Pairing: Oikawa x Female Reader

Trigger Warning: Cursing and not proof read

Have you ever heard of a marriage pact? No, I am not talking about a betrothal or an arranged marriage. A promise made by two friends that if they are not married by the age of 30, they will marry each other.

That pact was made by Y/N L/N and Toru Oikawa when they were fifteen. An innocent promise sparked after the conversation about marriage. L/N was actually an anti-romantic, and the idea of marriage and finding someone seemed like hard work: too much effort to put in, the fear of heartbreak. L/N only cared about her career and owning a cat. Oikawa, being the romantic popular boy, was shocked that both of his best friends- Iwazumi and Y/N- were against the idea of the union of souls.

“I can’t- pft- I just can’t believe both of you are against marriage,” Oikawa pouted as he tossed his hair.

“It’s not that we don’t support marriage,” Iwazumi explains, sitting up straight. “It’s just we prioritize other things than marriage.”

“Like money and pets.” Y/N chimed in, as she continued to read her book.

“L/N” Oikawa burst out of his chair, standing straight and tall as if he were in the military. “I can understand that Iwazumi can be this shallow, but you, out of all people.”

“Money buys happiness,” Iwazumi mutters, knowing he is adding fuel to the fire of this damn argument.

“Iwa, the saying is money can’t buy happiness.” Oikawa flicks Iwazumi's head. “You big dummy.”

“Okay, money can’t buy happiness, but  a wedding costs a lot.” Y/N looks up at Oikawa. “Think about it, the venue, the ceremony, the food, the dress, the suit, the flowers. Not to mention the rings and signing whatever damn papers for the government."

Oikawa goes quiet for a minute, a sinister grin grows on his face, “So, L/N, you want to die alone.”

“I didn’t say that”. Y/N said peaking above the pages.

“Well” Oikawa clears his throat. “The reality is, when you are 80, there will only be you. Your parents will be gone, siblings married to someone else, everyone living life while you sit alone with a cat.”

“How morbid?” Iwazumi mutters.

“That’s not true, I will have you guys,” y/n says with confidence.

“Maybe Iwa, since he is being a debby downer, but me no. I will be married by then and have a wonderful family, living the life as a retired world-renowned volleyball player.” Oikawa states proudly, giving his signature hair flip.

“Who would marry you? Who would want a kid with you?” Y/N says, Iwazumi chuckles

“How rude, L/N-chan”- Oikawa

“Let's be real, the only girls who like you are a part of your little fan club,b and they are all psychopaths. And your volleyball career drove your past ex away, you essentially have no one.” Iwa states. Y/N and Iwazumi fist bump as Oikawa’s face drops.

Oikawa is taken aback. “Fine.” He huffs and puffs, pissed that this conversation did not go in his favor. His gaze settles on Y/N, and he has a light-bulb moment. 

“Marriage pact,” Oikawa yells

“HUH” both Iwazumi and Y/N.

“L/N, if we are not married or seeing anyone when we are 30, we will get married to each other. That way, you don’t die alone. I have something to go back home to.”

“Oikawa, I am not a toy you can just claim.”

“I’m not thinking about it. I would be gone, you can have a cat and a joint income. I wouldn’t bother you as much, and this will happen in the worst-case scenario.”

Y/N thinks for a little bit, looks at Iwazumi for advice, and Iwa just shrugs. Did Y/N have a slight crush on Oikawa growing up, yes. Did Y/N still have feelings for him? No- maybe- they were just friends. “Fine, worst-case scenario.”

Oikawa reaches for Y/N's hand, and they shake on it.

Fourteen years go by, and life is calmish. Iwazumi, Oikawa, and L/N are all still friends. Priorities shifted from the conversation many years back. Iwazumi actually married someone from his college. Oikawa’s dating adventures came to a halt once he went to Argentina. L/N actually got out of a serious relationship, and she owned a cat. The gang met up back in Japan during the holidays.

“I can’t believe you broke up with ___________ and you didn’t tell us.” Iwazumi sputtered as he drank his beer.

“It was a year and a half ago, and I did not want to .” Y/N

“But still,” Oikawa pouted, “We could have, like, beat him up for breaking your heart.”

Well Oikawa tried. He was literally the second person L/N called after the breakup. First was Iwazumi; at the time, he was on his honeymoon. Oikawa, without a thought, no brain either, dropped everything he was doing to go to the  L/N house, booking a ticket back to Japan. He used half a brain cell when he decided not to beat the bastard for breaking her heart first, grabbing her tissues, and pints of ice cream. L/N was surprised when she heard a knock at her door and saw the tall Oikawa standing right in front of her. 

“It’s crazy L/N became a certified lover girl.” Iwazumi laughed. It had been a while since he visited.

“It's crazier that both of you are in relationships now.” Oikawa leaned back. Y/N gave him the stink eye.

“Yeah-” Iwazumi choked, “What the fuck do you mean by both?” 

“Shittykawa, I said I would tell him later.” Y/N slaps Oikawa in the chest

“Y/N-chan, you hurt my heart.” Oikawa whines.

A year goes by after the breakup, and Y/N looks like she has given up on love. One shitty guy ruined the whole fucken plan; she may die alone. The conversation 14 years ago scared the crap out of her, dying alone sounded awful, and it seemed like life was going that way. No cat had a long enough lifespan to live till L/N died. Maybe, but that's another story. 

During that year of self-reflection, Oikawa and L/N  spent more time together. Iwazumi had a whole wife to worry about, and your parents thought you got over your breakup slit.

“I’m going to die alone, Touro.”

“No, just adopt a cat every 15 years.”

“But that’s like a breakup over and over again.”

“Okay, adopt a kid.”

“A kid with my job, hell no. I barely get home by 9 pm.”

“There is another option.”

Sigh “Parrots freak me out.”

“No, not that” Oikawa scratches his head, “Remember the marriage pact, you still got me.”

“Haha,” Y/N says sarcastically, “That was a joke.”

“But,” Oikawa huffs “I’m serious, I was serious back then and serious now.”

“Are you drunk?”

“No Y/N, I like you, always have and always will. I am just making it clear I am an option.”

“In summary, Iwa, I am dating someone,” L/N explained nervously

“Hm” Iwa sighs, ed “So when am I meeting them? How has Shittyhair met him before me?”

Oikawa snorts, “You’ve met them before Iwa-chan.”

“Y/, N why the hell are you acting nervous?”

Oikawa waits patiently for your response. You sigh and point at Oikawa, “I’m dating Shitty-hair.”

“Since when?” Iwazumi sounds pissed, he’s more concerned if Oikawa roped you into something.

“Since-” Y/N started

“Since four months ago,” Oikawa exclaims, cutting you off. Oikawa, relieved that the cat is out of the bag, pulls Y/N by her waist, longing for physical touch.

The conversation around the table returns to normal; Iwazumi questions the relationship a bit, threatening Oikawa that if something happens to L/N, he is not afraid to punch him and end his friendship with him. After another hour and another round of drinks, Oikawa volunteers to walk Iwazumi back to his accommodation. L/N waving them away.

As Oikawa and Iwazumi walked back, Iwazumi stopped in the middle of the sidewalk. “The marriage pact worked after all.”

“Well, no. It helped, but it wasn’t the sole purpose why we got together.”

“You should have just confessed back then; it would have saved both of you the trouble.”

“It wouldn’t work out if we were still in high school, you know it and I know it.” Oikawa knew he was never mature enough in high school and doubted whether he was even good for you back then. The last thing he wanted was to lose her when he wasn’t 100% there, putting in the effort

“You would have driven her mad.”

“I know.”

“When are you going to propose?”

“Huh?”

“You have been head over heels in love with her since you were five.”

“I’m not going to scare her. I literally asked her to be my girlfriend once I landed back home.” Oikawa sighs, “But next year maybe.”

The worry of dying alone faded away in Oikawa and L/N's mind.

[creamkopi]

the valentine's countdown oikawa x f!reader (ch.1)

in which you have thirty days to win over oikawa tooru's heart

genre: fluff, crack, reader is bold | wc: 2.4 k | masterlist

It turns out, you only needed a second to understand what was happening. The racing heart, warm cheeks and a feeling of helplessness filled your heart, but why of all the possible people did it have to be that stranger?

Because yes, for you oikawa tooru was nothing more than a stranger. It now seemed unbelievable to you that three years had passed, three years knowing of the existence of the great captain of the volleyball team and yet you had never seen him. And to be honest if you hadn't heard that pink haired boy yelling his name as he passed in front of you, you would have never realized it was him.

The guy who made your first-year seatmate sigh, the guy that the girls on the volleyball team looked up to, the one the boys envied, the one that for some strange reason you never caught face to face.

And now you were here, for a second and just a second, it seemed like the real world stopped just sonyou could feel his presence. As if God said “Ah, of course here is Oikawa Tooru! what? have you never met him? but he is one of my favorites! "

That bastard.

But, a certain part you would like to thank god for not being on your side.

Enough, you think, you were being delusional but if that’s what it was... what on earth made the player so imposing, so delicate and so brilliant at the same time? What had happened in that stupid second of knowing, no, spotting him that he was able to break the walls that you had established a long time ago around yourself?

He was a mystery box that you wanted to decipher.

But the thing is, you knew your motive wasn't the most noble one, it was kind of selfish, and somehow the guilt started to appear in your body.

"Hey!" the eternal second was broken when the voice of Izuki, your closest friend, brought you back to reality. And the reality was that you were miles away from Oikawa. She noticed it, of course she had noticed. And as a mischievous smile formed on her face, your panicked look began to grow.

"Fuck, not again"

You liked Oikawa.

You liked Oikawa?

Biology class had become a background noise for what your brain had been trying to process since lunchtime. Izuki just looked at you waiting for an answer, but your mind was clearly elsewhere. More specifically on setter with light brown eyes, a well-on put uniform and a smile that was so dangerous you couldn’t help but wonder what it hid.

"Who would have thought? Our Y/N has a crush." the girl with whom you shared your life began. Taking your things quickly, you hurriedly left the room, and even though Izuki spent most of the time trying to figure out what was really going on with you, your mind was blank.

There was only one volleyball player in it. Pathetic.

Closing your eyes and clinging to your school bag as tightly as you could, you tried to get rid of the stupid Oikawa.

Because that was the real issue.

You hated when you liked someone.

What happens next? What are you supposed to do? Those questions had struck you before, yet you haven't pondered them in a long time, since early middle school, in fact. And that time it ended awfully.

Also, particularly, what could you expect from declaring yourself to the setter? As if he didn't get confessions daily. You didn't know him well enough to care about making your existence known to someone who probably didn't even want it.

"Shut up, Izuki!" breathing was not easy now, you hated the feeling of heat on your cheeks, and how your best friend could tell. At the gates of the school, now free of all academic responsibility, you finally decided to speak "It’s not a big deal, I’ve seen him once"

And in just a moment, you controlled your emotions and snapped back to reality. Yes, reality was safe. Your bubbly friend knew that when you couldn't answer or any sort of matter was getting too complicated on your head, you had this habit of turning off the system. She christened it "the magic switch" she admired you for how easy you made it look, however, that did not mean it was good.

"Still, Y/N! It is rare that you are interested in someone even if it’s just physically speaking."

"Of course not"

"Name five cute people from our generation"

"Well-"

“No, they don't count. Don't cheat "

"Izuki, you make me look like..."

“Bastard without feelings" she attacks you.

“Gossipy idiot"

You looked at her and both of you started laughing. Being at the bus stop, a strange feeling of release in your body. Really, why did you decide to be like this? you've never had a broken heart, much less have you ever fallen in love. There was a gate, a solid silver fence that you had built around yourself. This was not the time for anyone to go through it. Your expression changed.

"Even so, Izuki-chan, it's not like I'm going to lose something if he rejects me."

Your friend gave you one of the most judgmental looks you've ever seen in your life.

"Well of course dumbass, you can't lose anything without having it first"

Looking up from the ground, incredibly stunned by the point your friend had just made, you saw her get on her bus. With one hand guarding her backpack, Izuki gracefully climbed up and then gave you the coldest glance. You felt your heart freeze.

With that simple side glance, she told you everything.

(y/n) (y/l/n) is not a coward, and she will never be a coward.

You looked at the watch around your wrist, you ran. You knew you shouldn't but... you just couldn't stop.

“There’s nothing to actually lose" you mutter to yourself. 

Oikawa calmly strode towards the dressing room, arriving before his best friend. The curse of taking different electives and finishing earlier. But it gave him a break from everything, so he really couldn't complain.

But just before he could get the key out of his pocket, he heard choppy footsteps.

He wondered which of his friends wore shoes with enough heels to resonate so high. However, to his surprise he spotted a very stressed looking girl, (y/h/c) hair flying subtly due to the speed at which she was jogging, and without a doubt, her steps seemed somewhat elegantly awkward.

She seemed to be… running away?

Your eyes became more uneasy, if they even could, when you saw the person you were looking for. Your gaze, scared the brown-eyed boy. Oikawa wasn't sure why, but that look made him shiver, in a good way maybe.

You stopped in your tracks.

You looked at him and you cursed to yourself. How could anyone be even more attractive after a whole day had passed!? His posture was more relaxed, his tie looser and his eyes, curious.

Focus!

Oikawa could then read you, he smiled in the practiced way he was used to do when girls approached him. He was trying to be nice, its just that it was definitely not a good time, as practice was about to begin.

Still, with a sweet voice, he questioned "Can i help you with something, dear?"

Dear.

The smile he is wearing is not a hundred percent sincere, you know it, but still you allowed yourself to think it was… lovely.

Seconds passed and you could see how anxiously he was waiting for your answer.

Come on! Do it!

“My name is Y/N Y/L/N, I’m from class 3-2 and I want to go out with you!”

You immediately regretted it. Huh?! You were supposed to just say you liked him, not asking him for a date!

Oikawa frowned with a hint of amusement at you, only to then sigh still with a polite smile on. "I’m sure you want, but I think you know that I always tell you guys that ..."

"Us?" your question was so genuine that the surprise in Oikawa’s eyes was now too.

You looked clueless. Which led him to ask: "Since when have you been with the fangirls?"

"Fangirls?" your eyes widened "Never"

Oikawa’s surprise grew even more.

"Wait then, since when are you interested in… me?"

"Uh, a few hours?" you said, rising your hand to your chin, thoughtful.

"HOURS!?" the locker room key fell from his hands and as he ducked, he recognized a hopeful expression in you eyes. But for some reason, your nervous lips said otherwise. He spent almost a minute trying to read you.

The impatience you were showing was not similar to anything that he had witnessed from previous love confessions. When it came to you, it was almost like ... you wanted to be rejected. Like you were hoping for it. Or… not? The situation made you clearly uncomfortable, he could see it in how your hands were clenching the edges of your skirt, but then, why the hell would you run and confess your feelings to him?

"Come on idiot, say something!" you demanded, looking away. Oikawa did not expect you to resort to the almost friendly insults. He chuckled, you seemed like a good and… interesting person. Weird interesting. 

And the truth was that he didn't feel like rejecting you, but he knew that he couldn't give you what you wanted, so he resorted to something else.

“Give me a reason to do it"

While asking, the star volleyball player could totally notice your hesitation, he saw how your mouth opened and closed without being able to mutter a word. So then he realized, you were only throwing a tantrum.

How had you managed to control all your anxiety in just a moment and have dared to so much in such a short time? You had never done it before but something deep inside you knew that you had run towards him just because your stupid pride challenged you. As if you didn’t want to lose to yourself. But that even if you did, everything would be just fine. Your only competition was the girl in the mirror. And whether Oikawa accepted or rejected your confession, you would win. 

‘Sorry not interested’? Great! your self-deprecating and pessimistic side would win, saying i told you so!

‘I’d love to go out with you’ Fantastic! You’d be so cocky to have pulled the one guy no one could. 

You saw him turn on his heel, ending the interaction, but you didn't want to lose without trying a bit more.

"I don’t have one—...!" you called, he kept walking, something in his chest stirring once he heard that.

You panicked, and while spiraling, you found a solution. Temporary one, of course

"A month!” you yell, the setter turns around, slightly annoyed but still curious. Why couldn’t you just give up? What’s so interesting about him that keeps you going? It’s not like he wasn’t used to the attention, or the begging, but still never in this… hesitant way of yours.

"What?” he asks, getting closer to you. 

You are not going to lie to yourself, that bravery you just pulled out seconds ago? Yup, not there anymore, you disliked boys like him, pretty boys are kinda off your patience limits.

Why did it have to be him the one who made your heart skip?

“Valentine’s Day is a month away” you lift up your gaze, his mind freezes “Just... give me a month to win your heart, Oikawa Tooru!”

You cringed so badly.

His eyes widen way more than he was planning to, but seeing your eyes, so ambitious and so stubborn, almost made him laugh. He had never met someone who takes their ambition way further out of their comfort zone.

You continue "If by Valentine’s Day you don’t feel the slightest bit of... romance? between us, I’ll stop it.”

What were you trying to prove?

He is not stupid, he notices your nervous shaking and the discomfort in your face gives him a hint you were not enjoying this. Still, the greed in your eyes was… captivating.

God dammit, the boy found incredibly frustrating how your eyes looked at him in a way he could not analyze just yet. Was he supposed to be scared or could he actually trust...? Wait. There was nothing for him to trust, in a certain way, Oikawa realized he was overestimating you, you were a stranger and yet…

He smirked.

There’s not a lot of things the guy actually enjoys. A weird feeling in his chest appears now, like fire you can’t contain. That burning passion for winning... whatever this was.

And, if there was something Oikawa Tooru loves, is a real damn competition.

“Deal”

You don't know what to do, it was an answer that you didn't expect to happen, but, having Oikawa this close, you realized he was only agreeing to this to prove you wrong. You hated people doing that, why did he think that what you wanted with him was…?

You get irritated even at the mere thought of it, Oikawa kept looking at you, up and down. He clearly was looking you like you were smaller than him, and although your height definitely did not help fight that statement, with all the courage you could gather in the world once again, you assure:

"I’m going to show you that it's not a tantrum!"

For the thousandth time in just a few minutes with you, Oikawa was left stunned. Were you a mind reader? He shakes his head at the absurd idea. 

"Wanting to get to know someone interesting is not a crime, and I’m going to prove it to you!" you hiss.

You hear the laughter of his teammates approaching, and before he could answer, you ran off again. As you bumped your shoulder to Oikawa’s, the world stopped again, you whisper, only to his ears:

"I’m not losing, Oikawa-san"

Petrified, it took the brown haired boy a few seconds to process everything. Iwaizumi saw the girl running, in a somewhat strange way, he woke up Oikawa from his trance. When the setter saw your dreamy figure run towards the entrance gates of Seijoh, a mischievous smile appeared on his face.

"All good?"

Oikawa turned around.

"Never better"

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[creamkopi]

the valentine's countdown oikawa x f!reader

in which you have thirty days to win over oikawa tooru's heart

"A month!” you yell, the setter turns around, slightly annoyed but still curious. Why couldn’t you just give up? What’s so interesting about him that keeps you going? It’s not like he wasn’t used to the attention, or the begging, but still never in this… hesitant way of yours.

"What?” he asks, getting closer to you. 

You are not going to lie to yourself, that bravery you just pulled out seconds ago? Yup, not there anymore, you disliked boys like him, pretty boys are kinda off your patience limits.

Why did it have to be him the one who made your heart skip?

“Valentine’s Day is a month away” you lift up your gaze, his mind freezes “Just... give me a month to win your heart, Oikawa Tooru!”

You cringed so badly.

His eyes widen way more than he was planning to, but seeing your eyes, so ambitious and so stubborn, almost made him laugh. He had never met someone who takes their ambition way further out of their comfort zone.

You continue "If by Valentine’s Day you don’t feel the slightest bit of... romance? between us, I’ll stop it.”

What were you trying to prove?

He is not stupid, he notices your nervous shaking and the discomfort in your face gives him a hint you were not enjoying this. Still, the greed in your eyes was… captivating.

God dammit, the boy found incredibly frustrating how your eyes looked at him in a way he could not analyze just yet. Was he supposed to be scared or could he actually trust...? Wait. There was nothing for him to trust, in a certain way, Oikawa realized he was overestimating you, you were a stranger and yet…

He smirked.

There’s not a lot of things the guy actually enjoys. A weird feeling in his chest appears now, like fire you can’t contain. That burning passion for winning... whatever this was.

And, if there was something Oikawa Tooru loves, is a real damn competition.

“Deal”

hello! this was a fic that i started a couple of years ago (2021 lol) and now i felt the sudden urge to continue it. or more like rewrite it. i'm posting this little snippet? as a test. this are pretty long chapters, not what i am used to do over here, so i thought i should see how many would actually be interested. pls lmk. love ya!

[chihomichannel]

firefly.fromm

| pairing: oikawa toruu x gender neutral!reader | summary: in which you love him enough to let him go | genre: angst | warnings: slight manga spoiler | word count: 980 | a/n: hiii, it's clem. it has been years since i last posted and since i even finished any story. i have been in college (still am) and it has been really tough. i have been meaning to write but couldn't find the time to do so since i've been so busy. i just finished summer classes and only have two weeks of break before the new semester starts (killme) i hope i can write again since i miss it a lot. i also feel like i have been lacking in writing skills since i haven't been able to write as much anymore. anyways, that's why ive been gone and i hope you enjoy this short fic!

➥play! "firefly" by FROMM

Did you have to fall in love? Looking back to all you went through, before he was yours, during he was and after he wasn’t anymore, was everything leading up to this moment worth every pain, every flutter of your heart, every moment you shared with him? He was there in the first of your everything, as you were in the firsts of his.

And now, as the night descends upon your heads in hues of violet and pink, the reality sinks in that you’re nothing but just a faint light existing within his radiant dream. Outshined over by everything, you were just an obstruction hindering him to get closer to his dream.

It wasn’t that you weren't important. It was just that compared to volleyball, you were just second best to his heart. Always the second priority but you can’t even find it within yourself to hate him for it. Because you love Oikawa Tooru. And you understand him more than anyone. You understand his dream and you want nothing else but for him to achieve it.

And you know he loves you just as much enough to tell you he won’t go. And your heart, as much as it was happy that he chose you, you felt a pang because you knew, this wasn’t the right thing to do.

You hold him, taking his hands and bringing them up to your lips, giving them a gentle kiss. You hid your pouring heart, halting the tears for later as you stared at the whirlpool of his light brown eyes. Memories you shared with him flashed in your eyes, a smile painting your face as you gazed at him fondly.

You think back to the playdates your families arranged. You realize, Oikawa has always been a part of your life. He had been there for as long as you remember. A default in your life, a constant presence akin to a family. You’ve always thought that he will always be a part of your life as he had always been since you were kids. In your mind, he was forever.

You don’t remember when you fell in love with him. It was just that one day you woke up and knew he was the one for you. You always denied it though. Because he is your best friend. And most of all, as you like to argue, he is the Oikawa Tooru. As much as he is a great friend, you’ve seen him with girls. And you’ve concluded that he wasn’t your type. Especially with that arrogance and pride of his. And so when you found yourself in love with him, you wanted to cave and bury yourself 6 feet underground.

You blamed the constant taunts from others regarding your friendship with him. Being childhood friends and all, almost every person you’ve encountered has teased you with him. Friends, family, teachers, classmates, etc. You thought it was just peer pressure. Fleeting like every guy you’ve liked. But that one night, school was over and you stayed with him in the gym when he refused to leave, determined and focused on his game. You realized you’ve judged him out of spite of your new found feelings. You wanted to push them away but as you watched him, you accepted your feelings with a quiver of your lips.

Nothing changed, or so you thought. You never acted on your feelings but instead chose to silently love him in secret. It wasn’t a risk you wanted to take in fear of destroying the relationship you’ve built with him over the years. And maybe, you will never ever make a move if he hadn’t done it himself.

It was during the cultural festival of your second year of high school when Oikawa Tooru went out of his way to confess his love for you. It had been unexpected, but the grandeur of it wasn’t. Everything just spoke volumes of Oikawa as a person. And who were you to refuse him when you are also completely in love with him.

And so at seventeen, you and Oikawa spent the remaining years of highschool making the best memories that are to be treasured for as long as you remain on this earth. But even then towards the end of everything, you knew at some point, it would have to end.

Because if it didn’t, Oikawa would never move forward. And the thought alone that he loves you this much was enough comfort for you to do what you had to do.

And as you stand there under the moonlight at six o’clock in the evening of a summer night, the wind a subtle presence as your foreheads touched one last time, taking in the moment to bask in each other, you gave a kiss on Oikawa’s lips. A declaration of your love and a silent goodbye as you let him go towards his ultimate love.

The moment was gone as fast as it happened, you hadn’t even realized the next morning that while you were asleep, Oikawa had gone towards Argentina. You had accepted it, you knew you had. But the pain that he was no longer yours and you couldn’t even see him was excruciatingly impossible to heal. But all you could do was silently support him. To go on with your life just as he had. Because in the end, even though you both still loved each other and possibly for as long as you live, this was for the best. For him to achieve his dream and for you to move forwards towards your own. 

Even if it hurts now, eventually it won’t. Eventually, everything would be okay again and both you and Oikawa would finally be happy towards your own paths. Because even if you love each other, yourself will always have to come first. And so everything will be okay.

Hopefully

also posted in my AO3 acc

[cottonlemonade]

Studying With Oikawa

Your hands are laying entwined between you on the table.

As he scans the page for anything useful, your boyfriend begins to absentmindedly caress the back of your hand with his thumb, making you lose your place for the third time in a row.

Missing his right, he uses his teeth to uncap a marker and with great difficulties draws a scraggly line in his workbook.

“Would you maybe like your hand back?”, you ask, watching his struggles, amused.

He frowns theatrically and, tightening his previously loose grip, brings your fingers to his lips, then pulls you closer to him, so you’re locked in.

“Let go, you dork.”, you giggle.

“You know the price, y/n-chan.”, Oikawa says with his signature grin.

You give him a quick peck.

He lifts a brow.

You kiss him again, sweeter this time.

“Hm. Not quite.”

Another kiss, this one even longer.

“Almost there, I think.”

When you lean in now, he brushes the tip of his tongue against your lips.

“Very close.”, he mutters and deepens the kiss, cupping your cheek with the hand that’s still holding the marker.

“There you go.”, he winks when your chubby cheeks turn distinctly pink and lets you scoot back to your initial position - still not letting go of your hand though.

[mackenziebrooks]

Oikawa who casually wears his glasses every now and then to make you swoon over him since he’s look so adorable and makes him look like a nerd. But only you get to call him your cute little nerd.

[mackenziebrooks]

-imagine you are helping Oikawa practice, or you just having fun in the gym. You make an amazing spike with the help of Iwaizumi and he gives you this look. He didn’t think his girlfriend could make a good spike, which makes him fall for you even more.