Oikawa · Y/n story by @sinkamakronaz

The late afternoon sun slants through the high windows of the Aoba Johsai gymnasium, casting long golden rectangles across the polished wood floor. Dust motes dance in the beams of light, suspended in the warm, still air.

Oikawa Tooru

lounging against the wall by the water fountains, phone in hand, a small smile playing on his lips Y/n-chan. Finally alone.

He pushes off the wall, pocketing his phone with an easy, deliberate slowness. His gym bag is slung over one shoulder, and his hair is still slightly damp from the shower.

Oikawa Tooru

tilting his head, his smile widening just a fraction I was starting to think you were avoiding me. Or maybe you just have a thing for watching me change?

Iwaizumi Hajime

from somewhere behind Oikawa, his voice flat and tired Don’t you have homework?

Oikawa Tooru

without looking away from you Shut it, Iwa-chan. Adults are talking.