chapter twenty three

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oikawa scrolls for a bit on disney plus before clicking on monsters inc. alright, either this dude asked tsutomu what my favorite movies are or he's a stalker!

he starts the movie and places the remote back on the coffee table.

"chinami-chan, can we do that now?" oikawa points to the peel off face mask jar while pausing in the middle of the movie. i almost forgot about it.

"okay, who wants to go first."

"me! me!" oikawa exclaims, causing me to put a hand over his mouth.

"shh, people are sleeping."

oikawa's eyes widen. he apologizes as i grab the face mask jar and one of the silicone brushes. i get up from next to mattsun and sit next to oikawa.

ugh. "your hair is in the way." i go to the main bathroom and grab a hair tie, plopping back down next to him after coming back to the living room.

oikawa tries blocking his hair with his hands. "you're gonna mess up my hair!"

"i don't care, you offered to go first." i brush his hair up and into a small ponytail with my fingers.

"oikawa, you look five!" makki teases. mattsun and i snicker. he really does look five, though. he turns away and crosses his arms.

"face me."

"no, i don't want to go first anymore." he huffs and takes the hair tie off.

"you're so fucking childish.. who wants to go."

"i'll go." iwaizumi says.

wait- iwaizumi? he-

we all look at him in shock. i go over to sit next to him and apply the face mask.

"and done." i finish putting the face mask on.

it lowkey suits him.. onto the next victim, makki. he easily complies too, unlike someone. cough cough, oikawa.

i then move onto mattsun, who doesn't easily comply.

"stop moving."

"it's cold!"

"i'll slap you like i did on my first day."

"okay, okay, i'll stop moving.. don't want that again."

he stays still for the rest of the time.

now back to oikawa. i let out a deep sigh. "where's the hair tie."

he hands it to me and i redo his ponytail. as i'm putting the face mask on him, our eyes lock. it literally looks like his eyes are sparkling. i avert my gaze to his cheek and continue the mask. i finish and place the, now empty, jar on the coffee table and sit back down next to mattsun. they wait a few minutes for the masks to dry.

"okay, can i take this off now?" iwaizumi asks while lightly poking his face.

"it should be dry, just peel it."

the four nod and attempt to peel off the masks. a mischievous smile grows on my face.

"yeouch!" oikawa yelps as he basically rips off the entire thing.

i put my head in my hands. the four finish taking of the masks and i look up and around at all of them. i cover my mouth with my hands, trying to keep in my laugh at their red faces. "maybe that wasn't a good idea." i snicker.

"never again, chinami-chan." oikawa crosses his arms.

i grab the remote and press play, continuing the movie. we all end up dozing off on the couch during the movie. maybe that mask was melatonin infused, i don't remember even falling asleep.

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the next morning, i quickly take my head off mattsun's shoulder. why does this always end up happening?

i get up from the couch to go up to my room and into my bathroom to brush my teeth, and hair, i've never seen it messier.

heading back downstairs, i greet my mother and father, who are seated at the kitchen island.

"good morning, nami! get dressed, we're going out for breakfast. tell your friends as well~"

i nod and go back to the living room. they're literally all in deep sleeps. i go into the main bathroom and get a spray bottle. i rinse it first then fill it up with cold water. i'm sure the couch will be fine.. right?

"get up." i spray their faces with the water, causing them to quickly wake up and cover their faces.

"what was that for, chinami-chan?!" oikawa whines.

"i didn't know how to wake you guys up. we're going out for breakfast, get ready."

they frantically nod and go up to the same guest rooms as last sleepover. i go up to my room and take a quick shower before getting dressed. i put on a simple gray pullover and black leggings.

we head out to the breakfast place in both cars. sayaka wasn't feeling well, so she wasn't able to tag along.

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we arrive to the breakfast place and head inside. the waitress brings us to a large booth, surprisingly able to fit us all. i sit in the middle, between my mother and oikawa. he begged to sit next to me and wouldn't stop unless i agreed.

i skim through the menu, ordering fluffy pancakes to keep it simple. the others order their stuff and the waitress goes to the back. now would probably be a good time to mention the dinner tonight to my parents.

"kaa-san, otoh-san."

"hm?" my mother responds.

"the volleyball teams are going to dinner tonight, and i'll be joining them. tomu said it was alright, but i wanted to ask you too.."

"that's fine with me!"

"likewise. as long as you four keep her safe." my father says looking at the boys, who nod.

"otoh- i'm sure i can protect myself." i cross my arms.

"i'm putting my trust in you all tonight."

"i'll make sure to keep my chinami-chan close!" oikawa exclaims.

"it's too early for this, oikawa." i rest my head in my hand.

"it's almost noon, chi-"

i step on his foot, making him shut up.

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the waitress finally comes with the food and we thank her. we also thank my parents for paying.

"chinami-chan, what're you wearing tonight?" mattsun asks after he wipes his mouth with a napkin.

"i have no clue..."

"i can't wait to see~" oikawa looks to me while i'm looking down at my food. weirdo. i slowly look to him and push his face away.

"stop looking at me like that." i whisper.

he places a hand on his face and looks back down to his plate. we all eventually finish up eating and head back to the house after tsutomu drops the boys home so they can get ready.

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it starts getting late and the boys are coming back soon so we can go to this dinner.. thing together. while i'm sitting on the couch with my parents, i ask, "okaa-chan, can you help me pick an outfit for tonight? i don't know what to wear.."

her eyes sparkle. "of course, honey!"

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