You know something broke inside of him at that moment when Kageyama dropped a setter dump in the last set

He tried to save the ball like his life depended on that one point

And when the it hit the floor

You know it broke something in him

Because some of the painful parts of the past started gushing out

But what makes Oikawa awesome is he picked himself up and pulled himself together almost instantly

What do you mean this wasn’t Yamaguchi’s first impression of Oikawa??

dance with me ; tōru oikawa

warnings this is probably the fluffiest thing i’ve ever written, established relationship, mentions of tanaka x kiyoko, as well as bokuto x akaashi, mentions of weddings, and oikawa being annoying with nicknames

genrefluff

word count1.3k

inspiration honestly, dance with me by beabadoobee ( such a pretty song )

synopsis oikawa hates when you overwork yourself, so he suggests dancing to get you away from your desk

author’s note first and foremost, happy new year everyone! i hope you’re all doing well and i wish you well ! sorry i didn’t post anything directly on, i’ve just been enjoying my time but i’m back. and i must say, i really did enjoy writing this one so i hope you guys like it too

also! i noticed there’s almost 500 of you guys and i just wanted to say thank you. i’ve had this blog for almost two years now and i’m grateful for all of you that followed. i went through a major change last year and i wonder if you any of you stayed nontheless, if not, i’m still thankful. i know i’m not very consistent and i think that’s okay, i’m trying my best to write what i think is worthy of being shown to you guys, i hope you don’t mind. i’ll still try better this year and i hope you’ll stay to watch me grow ! again, happy new year !

love,cloverfics☘︎︎

Saying your perception of being an adult has changed over the years would be an understatement. How you went from dreaming about living on your own and having a job to wishing you were still a kid and being able to run around to an extent, you would never have the answer.

Having loads of work piled onto you, bills, school, it was stressful. And you wanted nothing more than to do nothing. But you knew if you started that, your load would get larger and you’d get lost in the heaps.

So, you glued yourself down to your computer chair and forced yourself to get it over with. Luckily you found your groove in the peace and quiet of your home, no sound other than the soft alternative you’ve come accustomed to. No, there was just that and quiet, no voices, no Oi—

“Honey, I’m home!” The rather loud voice that made your sweet serene scratch to a stop, jolted you forward. The tiniest bit of your herbal tea landing on your laptop. You thanked the Gods it didn’t land on your papers, but if Oikawa had been any louder, who knows?

Not even a moment later was his presence barging through the door of your shared office. “Did you miss me, my sweets?” You cringed at the nickname.

“Please, never refer to me like that ever again.” You said, a hint of humor in your voice. You placed your cup down before turning to face him. Clad in sweats, he had just returned from where he said he’d be all day. Practice.

Oikawa slumped momentarily at the disapproval of the nickname. Obviously thinking up something, you could tell those awful gears were turning in his head.

“How about Did you miss me, my empress?” He tried in a fabricated charming tone, waltzing his way over to you and your clutter.

You giggled. “Can’t you just greet me like a normal person, ever?”

“There’s no fun in that, love.” A gentle kiss was pressed to your lips. It was soft, sweet, and quick. No matter it made you realize how much you had missed him all this time. Even with his borderline annoying antics, you had missed him.

Being locked up in your office with boatloads of papers and assignments had kept your mind off of him. It was a shame that after that very much needed peck that you had the urge to turn back to that computer and continue to work.

“What’re we up to?” Oikawa placed a hand on the top of your chair, the other on your desk, nudging at your assignments.

“The usual.” You answered monotonously, averting your attention back to the screen. You heard Oikawa’s scoff.

“How long?” You hummed, leaning back in your chair. Peeling your eyes to look at him once again. Unlike before, his face was contorted into something serious.

You were aware how much Oikawa hated seeing your work like this. He thought it was damaging for you and he was right. But what was there for you to do?

“Someone’s worried,” Your teasing tone didn’t pass by Oikawa like it usually did. His eyes connected with yours, worry and concern were the only emotions you were deciphering.

“I am. ___, seriously, how long?” It nearly made you wince, how serious Oikawa was. But you couldn’t judge him, he obviously had the right.

You sighed, angling your head forward again. “Just a couple hours… is all.”

“And did you take any breaks?”

A weak smile etched onto your face. You placed your fingertip onto the fine china, “To make tea.”

Oikawa sighed, almost like it was in disappointment. “You can’t doing this to yourself. I won’t let you.”

A tired groan left you. Deciding it was time to be left alone with your work again, you waved Oikawa off. “There’s nothing more I can do, Toru. I have work to do and I can’t just put it off.”

His warm hand was placed a top of yours that was about to retreat, soon locking with your own fingers. “I know, but I can’t stand it. Plus! You need to take more breaks,” Oikawa urged but your face proved you were indifferent.

“Here. Let’s take one now. I’m about to shower but I can spare some time to sweat a bit more, if you catch my drift.” The face that was indifferent soon twisted into one of disgust, even if it was half serious.

“I don’t think I want to catch your drift,” You narrowed your eyes at Oikawa. But when he erupted in a fit of laughter is when they softened.

“Get your mind out of the gutter, my love. I meant let’s dance. But if you really had your mind set on something else…” Oikawa trailed off. You scoffed, feeling yourself become flustered as you fell for one of his traps.

“What do you mean dance?”

Oikawa chuckled, departing from behind your chair and over to the speaker that still played that lo—fi music. “What else would I mean by dancing, honey?”

You sighed. You obviously didn’t have your mind set on twirling around with Oikawa as a break but it’s not like you minded either. And when he played a familiar classical tune is when you knew you really didn’t mind.

“Wow, you really know how to get someone out of their chair, Toru.” You eased up from the confines of your desk chair, stretching and letting your bones crack.

“What can I say, I know what you like…” Oikawa mused, making his way back over you. You made a small sound of surprise when he took your hand into his own and guided you to the middle of the office. The only part that wasn’t taken up by drawers, desks, or chairs. Just you and Oikawa.

Oikawa hummed as you wrapped your arms around his neck, his hands landing at your waist. “How long has it been since we danced like this?” He asked softly, chin landing on your shoulder.

“What was it? You sister’s wedding—? No! Tanaka and Kiyoko’s!” You both laughed in harmony as you reminisced on that day.

“What a pretty ceremony.” You continued.

Oikawa followed, “We should’ve caught that bouquet but Bokuto just had to have it.” He grumbled, you could tell some of his envy was true. You smiled remembering how upset he was when Bokuto lunged in front for him and Akaashi.

“It was sweet though. I can’t wait for those two to get married.” There was a window of silence after you said those words. You could those gears were turning in Oikawa’s head again, but your own were going too.

“What about ours?” Oikawa whispered. Rather than being taken by surprise, you smiled wider. It was like he was reading your mind. You always wondered if Oikawa had gotten the bouquet that day would you guys be planning your wedding at this very second.

You leaned your head back a bit, signaling for Oikawa to lift his. Your gazes collided, “Whenever you want to start planning, just say the word.”

Your answer seemed to have caught Oikawa off guard, seeing as he stopped swaying. “Really?” There was a specific twinkle in his eyes, and did you adore it.

“Yes, really—” Your confirmation was cut off by an excited pair of lips. You giggled against them, pleased to see that Oikawa was more than happy to start planning your wedding.

Oikawa pulled back, an excited expression that matched his lips on his face. “Good because I had this idea that we should—” Your mind, unfortunately, tuned out Oikawa’s rambling of his plans for the future. All you could think about how the person who cared so dear for you was ready to get married to you.

There was good in becoming an adult, you supposed. You could be wed to the one who made these endless work nights all the better. Even if it was just dancing in your office.

hot things they do pt.2 (iwaizumi, oikawa, daichi, kageyama)

masterlist|part 1 | was thinking about daichi and tada!

iwaizumi

• he rests his head on the headboard with his hand behind his head while he’s scrolling on his phone, his muscles so clearly evident while his shirt is too tight and you’re clearly drooling.
• whenever he looks at you like that.you know the look where a guy is looking at you so intently you can’t even look into their eyes. yeah, iwaizumi does that.
• his sweats hang low enough for you to see his v line. all you have to do is ask him to pick up something from the top of the cabinet, as his shirt rides up. “eyes up here, darling.”

oikawa

• the tongue poking in cheek thing that he does whenever he doesn’t have a reply to your teasing.
• he whistles whenever he wants to get your attention. he can also whistle the tune of songs. he’s mostly whistling jayz’s ‘big pimpin’ when he enters home, with his duffle bag hung on his shoulder.
• he wears a silver chain that he plays with whenever he’s thinking. and it dangles when he’s hovering above you. absolutely the type of guy to wear a black tank top with a silver chain and sweats at home. “baby i know I look good, no need to drool.”

daichi

• whenever he’s doing some work or something, he folds up his sleeves without realizing the effect this has on you. you can see his veiny hands and that’s a sight for sore eyes.
• his thighs are so broad especially when his shorts ride up ahaha dies. “you wanna sit on my lap, baby?”
• you know how when reversing the car, some guys keep their hand on the back of your seat while one is on the staring wheel? yeah. it’s him alright. I don’t know about you lot but if you’ve ever seen a guy driving a manual car, you would know why i’m down bad.

kageyama

• insanely quick reflexes. once you flicked a card at him and he caught it and grinned. the type to pull you back from your shirt whenever you are about to bump into something. he manages to catch anything you throw at him. “better watch what you throw, love. it’ll only come back.”
• raises his eyebrow whenever he’s focusing on something too much and his muscles flex unintentionally. he also grunts randomly, running his hands trough his hair.
• the way he wears his shirt. he puts his hands in first and then his head. he takes off his shirt with one hand a little tooeffortlessly.

Haikyuu Characters as Edgar Cuts ❄️

Part 1: Oikawa, Hinata, Yamaguchi, Tanaka, Nishinoya, Kuroo, Kenma, Ushijima, Bokuto

“Writers”: nadia and ariana

Oikawa

Hinata

Yamaguchi

Tanaka

Nishinoya

Kuroo

Kenma

Ushijima

Bokuto

ᴀᴏʙᴀ ᴊᴏʜꜱᴀɪ

[ — ɴꜱꜰᴡ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ] [ — ꜱᴜɢɢᴇꜱᴛɪᴠᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ]

ˑ༄ؘ ۪۫۫ ▹ ᴏɪᴋᴀᴡᴀ ᴛᴏʀᴜ ◃ ۪۫۫ ༄ؘ ˑ

— headcanons:

nothing yet…

ˑ༄ؘ ۪۫۫ ▹ ɪᴡᴀɪᴢᴜᴍɪ ʜᴀᴊɪᴍᴇ ◃ ۪۫۫ ༄ؘ ˑ

— headcanons:

nothing yet…

oikawa tooru has his name monogrammed on everything he owns. airpods, wallets, suitcases… when you get him a thin chain with your initials on them, he feels on top of the world. it’s your way of saying that he’s yours and he wouldn’t have it any other way.

BF HC’s - Toru Oikawa

• Whatever sport you play or activity you do where there’s an event to cheer you on he’s all over it~
• If you play a sport he’s the kind of guy who brings a sign with your name and number on it and cheers like crazy
• “Go Y/N! Take ‘em down!”
• “You see that? That’s my girlfriend y/n, she’s gonna win!”
• If you lose though he’s also the encouraging kind
• “Don’t worry y/n, you’ll get ‘em next time, you want me to help you train? I can do that.”
• He’s always offering help and support, no matter what
• Though he can be a harsh taskmaster when it comes to training
• But he’s always there after with a cold drink and a towel, giving you a hug
• “You did great y/n but I can help you do better!”
• And for all his good gestures he also has a terribleteasing side
• When he feels your over it enough he will teasingly chide you for losing
• “Did you not see the ball y/n? It is big enough to see right?”
• Or the classic “Are you allergic to the ball?”
• Expect to be up at 6 am for training
• And training after school
• He goes all in even if you don’t ask him too
• You love him but it’s tested
• You have to gently tell him when he’s been too harsh sometimes and he’ll back off
• But everything he does comes from a place of love and care~

I will never forgive my sister for pointing this out…