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Tuesday, April 24th, 2012, 12:03 am

"y/n..."

"oh MY GOD, look at the time! i should get home! have fun with the blog oiks!" 

turning on your heel you made a quick escape to the gate in the backyard, jogging down the sidewalk what had just happened replayed in your head on repeat, like a broken record. your phone started ringing, looking at the caller id you were hesitant to answer but you eventually did anyway,

"uhm- y/n, you left your bag at my house-"

you slapped yourself for your stupidity, 

"shit sorry, can you just-"

"ill bring it tomorrow, just stop by morning practice,

"thank you oikawa,"

"oh uhm, text me when you get home, i was going to walk you back to make sure you were safe but, you left so, goodnight y/n"

the call ended and you let out a long sigh, so much for avoiding him. you kept telling yourself you only hung out with him today because he got dumped, that was it.

getting home and quickly texting him as he asked, you threw yourself onto the bed and went to sleep, trying to block whatever that was out of your mind.

8:30 am

silently waiting by the gym doors with your earbuds in blasting whatever came on first, you had only been waiting for about 3 minutes when the gym doors flung open ans all of the boys spilled out, lively and energetically talking with each other, oikawa was behind most of them, speaking with iwaizumi about a match or something, as he saw you he quickly turned to you handing you your bag,

"here ya go y/n-chan!~"

the change in personality was almost sickening as he flashed you an iconic smile,

"woah there, you went from emo to this in a matter of hours?"

his eyes widened for a minute before responding, 

"if i dwell on the past ill never get anywhere will i?"

"uh huh, hey riddle me this, whyre you going to practices and running around everywhere if you 'sprained' your ankle?"

"im not ACTUALLY practicing, its a sprain, not that big of a deal really, i actually-"

not really interested in the conversation, you turned and walked back towards the main building and to class, ignoring his antics.

entering the classroom and pulling out your notebook, another one of those damned notes fell out you could only imagine what he wrote this time,

y/n,

sorry about whatever that was, heres the money for the snacks, lets hangout again!

have a good day! ʕ ᵔᴥᵔ ʔ

"goddammit oikawa."

"oh jeez, what did i do this time-"

turning your head, you noticed that he already took his seat next to you, he looked slightly scared as you threw the money back at him,

"you got me tea, i got you snacks. we. are. even. i dont want your money oikawa."

he sighed and looked at you pleadingly 

"why cant you let me be nice to youuuuu y/n-channnnnn"

you turned away from him, not giving in to his continued whining about whatever, he quit after a while and you both silently worked on the project, finishing the first part and working on the second, surprisingly enough he was doing more work than you, he was always at least 4 questions ahead and never made a mistake.

when you thought he wasnt looking you slipped the money into his club jacket that was draped across the back of his chair, he took mental note of this and silently plotted his next move to get you to take the money.

as the bell rang you packed up he waved to you before speeding off to his next class,

"you know you can be a bit meaner to him right?"

you looked up and saw iwaizumi standing in front of your desk,

"i thought i was being bitchy already."

he held in a laugh,

"im just saying, babying him and playing into his schemes wont make him leave-"

he quickly turned and left the room, leaving you slightly annoyed with the both of them,

'how am i babying him?' 

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a/n: oop no kith for oikawa :(