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Oikawa liked to take selfies. At least, that's what people call them nowadays. You didn't really catch up with modern slangs — mainly because you didn't care. But apparently, lots of people actually used them, and you wouldn't understand them if you didn't know what they meant. Meaning, you forced to learn yourself slangs. It was a painful experience, you had to say.
You grab your phone on top of the cabinet — where it had been laying whilst you were in the bathroom. Wiping your hands with your shirt, you unlocked it and see if you had any new messages or any missed calls. There weren't any. However, there were new photos — much to your confusion. You don't remember taking any photos. It was rare of you take one, actually.
"Hey, Oikawa," you called out, and he perks at the sound of your angelic voice.
"What is it, my [Name]-chan~?"
"Why is my phone filled with your selfies?"
Silence. Utter silence.
You waited patiently for him to respond, already knowing in your head that he was probably going to say 'So you could just look at me face when you're missing me!' or something that went along that line. Although, he sat there on the floor — his face was pale, but he was still smiling innocently towards you.
"I don't know what you're talking about!" he says. And then he laughs. Nervously.
"Hm," you hum. He was probably stalking your phone when you were in the bathroom and took the advantage of taking 50 — no, 76 (What the hell?) selfies. You were surprised at how many selfies he could take in such a short time. It was probably his second-best talent. You scroll down your phone and it continued to show faces of Oikawa doing various poses. "You wouldn't mind it if I deleted all of it, would you?"
"H-Hey..!" he protested, pouting. "That's mean! I look good, you know!"
"Right." It kind of offends him — the tone of your voice when you had said it. It was as if you didn't believe that he actually looked good. And he can't stand that. He couldn't stand the fact that you didn't find him good looking. It just wasn't right. Even though you weren't really dating [1] — he still felt.. jealous that you found someone good looking that was not him.
Looking at the pout of his face, you walk over him and sat down next to him, patting his head gently — feeling his thick, soft, brown hair on the palm of your hands. "Sorry," you then mumbled. "I didn't mean to hurt your feelings. You do look good — I mean it. But I don't like it when you steal my phone."
"I also read your messages," he admitted. "Who's Taro?" [2]
"Some guy." you reply with a shrug. "Don't mind him, though."
"He texted you, 'I can't wait to see you on Sunday.'" you roll your eyes at his childish antics. You knew this guy since Elementary, and you still weren't used to his immaturity. He easily gets jealous, he's overly protective on some things, and you just wondered how you were able to handle this guy.
"Hey, I told you to forget about him." and then you lean over and kiss his forehead. "He's no one important."
"[Name]-chan's being sweet to me today." Oikawa returns the kiss — but he doesn't kiss your forehead, he kisses the corner of your lips rather sloppily, and you smile. "It's not everyday when you are sweet and kind to me. Did something happen? Oh! I know! It's because of my good looks, right? It turned you on—"
Oikawa was not able to finish his sentence when you threw a pillow towards his face.
You grab your phone on top of the cabinet — where it had been laying whilst you were in the bathroom. Wiping your hands with your shirt, you unlocked it and see if you had any new messages or any missed calls. There weren't any. However, there were new photos — much to your confusion. You don't remember taking any photos. It was rare of you take one, actually.
"Hey, Oikawa," you called out, and he perks at the sound of your angelic voice.
"What is it, my [Name]-chan~?"
"Why is my phone filled with your selfies?"
Silence. Utter silence.
You waited patiently for him to respond, already knowing in your head that he was probably going to say 'So you could just look at me face when you're missing me!' or something that went along that line. Although, he sat there on the floor — his face was pale, but he was still smiling innocently towards you.
"I don't know what you're talking about!" he says. And then he laughs. Nervously.
"Hm," you hum. He was probably stalking your phone when you were in the bathroom and took the advantage of taking 50 — no, 76 (What the hell?) selfies. You were surprised at how many selfies he could take in such a short time. It was probably his second-best talent. You scroll down your phone and it continued to show faces of Oikawa doing various poses. "You wouldn't mind it if I deleted all of it, would you?"
"H-Hey..!" he protested, pouting. "That's mean! I look good, you know!"
"Right." It kind of offends him — the tone of your voice when you had said it. It was as if you didn't believe that he actually looked good. And he can't stand that. He couldn't stand the fact that you didn't find him good looking. It just wasn't right. Even though you weren't really dating [1] — he still felt.. jealous that you found someone good looking that was not him.
Looking at the pout of his face, you walk over him and sat down next to him, patting his head gently — feeling his thick, soft, brown hair on the palm of your hands. "Sorry," you then mumbled. "I didn't mean to hurt your feelings. You do look good — I mean it. But I don't like it when you steal my phone."
"I also read your messages," he admitted. "Who's Taro?" [2]
"Some guy." you reply with a shrug. "Don't mind him, though."
"He texted you, 'I can't wait to see you on Sunday.'" you roll your eyes at his childish antics. You knew this guy since Elementary, and you still weren't used to his immaturity. He easily gets jealous, he's overly protective on some things, and you just wondered how you were able to handle this guy.
"Hey, I told you to forget about him." and then you lean over and kiss his forehead. "He's no one important."
"[Name]-chan's being sweet to me today." Oikawa returns the kiss — but he doesn't kiss your forehead, he kisses the corner of your lips rather sloppily, and you smile. "It's not everyday when you are sweet and kind to me. Did something happen? Oh! I know! It's because of my good looks, right? It turned you on—"
Oikawa was not able to finish his sentence when you threw a pillow towards his face.
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loud and clear [oikawa tooru]
You had woken up this morning not by choice, but because of a simple problem you never planned on happening: your air conditioning had broke. And the one time it had to break was in the midst of summer. It was hot, to say the least. Which would explain why, now, you were sprawled across the, oddly refreshing, tiled floor of your room with a bag of frozen peas resting on your stomach. And all you knew right then was that this-
This was bliss.
With a sigh you allowed your eyes to slide to a close, doing the only reasonable thing you could think of during this situation. Sleep, of course.
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The rays of the morning sun poured in through your open window as you begrudgingly opened your eyes. Your room was warm, even more so with the extra person in your bed.
Sitting up with a groan, you scanned the room. Dirty clothes were strewn across the room, and there were cups and plates on your bedside table. A blanket, which was previously on your bed, had been kicked off in the middle of the night. Oikawa Tooru laid beside you. The sun's rays illuminated his face, painting him in an ethereal light.
His eyes fluttered opened, eyelashes glittering and long. Oikawa let out a breathy sigh before giving a light smile.
"Good morning, (Name)-
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[1] = they're not really dating but they?? kiss?? and they're friends? THEY ARE DATEFRIENDS
[2] ur cousin B) but you didn't tell oikawa that because u probs wanted to make him feel jealous
hey heeYYY iT'S ALMOST 5 AM but i fucked up while doing an application and i couldn't so sleep so... i just.. wrote this short fic to make myself feel better and i guess i kind of feel better aha. anyways........ i hope you guys are happy and having fun because you're special and you're the best person ever and if you're ever having a bad day, don't worry, things will get better. it always does (*´・ｖ・) i should really sleep
[2] ur cousin B) but you didn't tell oikawa that because u probs wanted to make him feel jealous
hey heeYYY iT'S ALMOST 5 AM but i fucked up while doing an application and i couldn't so sleep so... i just.. wrote this short fic to make myself feel better and i guess i kind of feel better aha. anyways........ i hope you guys are happy and having fun because you're special and you're the best person ever and if you're ever having a bad day, don't worry, things will get better. it always does (*´・ｖ・) i should really sleep
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Taro....BOKUTO KOUTARO XD