Dive Deep into Creativity: Discover, Share, Inspire
pt 2 of oikawa being a dork in love
After your small declaration of a truce. Oikawa acts like he’s won nationals.
You’re still mean to him. Which confuses him to no end but you enjoy it. You’re not hateful like before it’s just teasing.
“So does this mean I can finally take you on a date?”
“Absolutely not.”
“But why!”
It’s routine that you guys eat lunch together at the same spot you made up.
“Ooo your food looks good lemme try it.”
Swat!
“Hey!” He clutches his hand with a pout and you purse your lips.
“Don’t touch.”
“I need this hand to play you know!”
“I barely even touched you.”
“Kiss it.” He grins.
“Ew no!”
He’s wounded.
Oikawa helps you out with your studies that you’re struggling with. Often hosting study dates, as he loves to call them.
“I’m tired.” You groan out, sprawling your arms across the table, your cheek squished against the table.
Oikawa smiles, moving a stray piece of your hair behind your ear.
“We can take a little break.” He doesn’t miss the way your cheeks redden.
His routine still hasn’t changed. He still visits you before class but now he always brings your favorite drink with him.
“Here ya go pretty girl.” He places the can on your desk, ruffling your hair.
“My hair!” You narrow your eyes.
“Sh, it’s okay you’re still beautiful, look.”
He has a habit of taking pictures of you. Not in a creepy way, they’re mostly off guard so he can get back at you with your teasing. But also just because you really are beautiful. He knows he’s made it when he finds photos that you took of yourself and even of him when he’s left his phone unattended. Sending them to you and saying.
“You got my bad side :,(. Do better next time.” 
It takes him awhile to convince you to actually come to his games.
“Come on please! Prelims are coming up. I need you there.”
“I don’t think I could enjoy it with all your girls there.”
“Is someone jealous~”
“Oh please. As if all your attention isn’t focused on me anyways.”
“That’s my girl.” A dumb smirk lacing his features.
However he isn’t aware when you actually do decide to show up. Iwaizumi is actually the first to notice and honestly he’s not really excited for the Oikawa he’s about to put up with. Yet he tells him nevertheless.
With a nudge Iwaizumi is gesturing to the stands and Oikawa looks up, his water bottle gripped in his hand. You sit there and the both of you lock eyes. He visibly lights up and blinks, not believing his eyes. You honestly weren’t expecting to have that much of an impact on him but you can tell just how much it really does mean to him.
“She came!” Oikawa gushes, smiling up at you as you send him a small smile.
Iwaizumi is a little surprised at just how much Oikawa adores you. Guess he lost that bet with Shigeru. He’s attacking more during this game which confuses his teammates a little but they take the set and secure the win with ease. Once he finds you in the hallway, he’s jogging up to you.
“You actually came.” He says out of amusement.
“Just thought I’d check it out.”
“So how was it, seeing me in my natural habitat.”
“Pretty impressive, sadly.”
“Hey! All of those points were for you!” He sulks and you giggle.
Oikawa flushes, a genuine smile on his face. Out of pure adrenaline and love he has for you he kisses your head, pulling you straight into his sturdy chest.
“Thank you. Really.” He whispers, holding you a little tighter. You flush in his arms, gripping the ends of his jersey.
After that, he’s more persistent than before. He starts asking to hangout whenever he has any kind of free time. He just wants to be in your presence.
He’s over the moon when you agree to play volleyball with him. He’s teaching you how to set and when your form is wonky. He comes up behind you, placing his hands over yours he adjusts them.
“Then you just wanna let the ball touch your hands.”
When you actually get a decent set in, he cheers.
“I think I just fell in love with you all over again.”
“Be quiet.”
“Never! My perfect little setter.”
After a couple months you finally agree to let him take you on a date and he’s spoiling the hell out of you. He insists the two of you get matching keychains.
When he’s walking you home he’s so corny it makes you wanna laugh. The way he subtly tries to grab your hand. He opts to holding your pinkie instead. However this act has him STRESSING. You reach your doorstep and it’s obvious he doesn’t want you to go.
“Thanks for tonight…Toru.”
He’s deceased.
“T-Toru?!”
“Don’t make it weird!” You both are flustered now.
“I’ll see you tomorrow.” You mutter but right before he steps away you plant a kiss on his cheek.
Hitting the nail on his coffin.
In a flash you’re gone, in the comfort of your house as he stands there recollecting what the hell just happened. His fingers slowly gracing his cheek as his whole world was just altered. He fist bumps the air, even skipping as he makes his way home.
“So are we gonna talk about yesterday?”
“no.”
“Will I be receiving more of those?”
“Depends, will you ask me out?”
“I think I’m gonna cry.”
“Never mind.”
“No wait! Come back!”