"Okay," Oikawa turned to his men, who sat on their horses waiting for his command. "I'm going to go up there, and see if I can rescue Lady Kiyoko."
"Excuse me," said a gruff voice. "I was here first."
- Part 9 of I hate this ship
“See you tonight?”
“I’ve got a game tomorrow, remember?”
It’s not that Oikawa doesn’t want him coming back. To be honest, he’d rather he never leave in the first place. But being around Tobio is a distraction that Oikawa can’t afford before a match, and a pulled muscle (among other embarrassing bodily injuries) is something they both agreed was best to avoid.
The night of, however…
“You’ll come watch, yeah?” Oikawa squirms in his seat, already anticipating what the evening has to offer.
Kageyama is hell. But damn, Oikawa is willing to experience the flames, the burns, and the pain, because at the end of the day, he knows that Kageyama is worth it.
07 Jul 2020
"Why are you talking to me?" Tobio snapped, almost a snarl, and the reaction stoked a pleased sort of fire in Tooru’s petty ego. "There’s plenty of other people here. We could just pretend to be strangers and not do this stupid dance.”
A brief shock arced through him, but he refused to let it show on his face, instead pasting on a dramatized look of contemplation before sighing heavily. “Well since that's almost an intelligent idea and it's not like there's any better company here, I suppose. Just for tonight.” Oikawa raised a hand and waved to the bartender. “What are you drinking?”
Kageyama actually choked this time, sputtering into his drink while Tooru hid a grin and pretended to be clueless to the fit he was having, ordering shots for both of them in the meantime.
When the small glasses were resting in front of them and Tobio had fallen into an uneasy silence again, Oikawa hummed and tilted his head to peer speculatively at his companion for the night. “Well aren't you going to introduce yourself, random stranger who I might refer to as handsome if I were feeling particularly generous?”
Kageyama turned his back. His heart beat faster than their freak quick and his breath quickened as his body trembled. He felt scared and it feels like all of the emotions that he suppressed all this time had came back slapping him in the face.
"Who the hell is he?" Tanaka had asked and Kageyama answered him with a leveled tone.
Kageyama flinched slowly looking behind him. Oikawa's tone had been happy but a certain coldness had lingered with it.
He met Oikawa's eyes and felt like a bucket of cold water was poured at him from how cold he looked at Kageyama.
"Long time no see.~"