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Anonymous asked: Can I ask for a scenario with Oikawa that doesn't want to accept his feeling for a nerd s/o that treats him like a "common" human and not like some kind of god and one day he kisses her because he is sure he doesn't like the s/o, but after that he's like "damn I don't like her, I love her!"? Have a nice day!

Honestly, I wouldn't treat Oikawa like a God lmao, but if that's the way to a guys heart, then I should have a boyfriend by now, dammit! Thanks for requesting! -Admin Satori <3

Oikawa Tooru:

"No, Iwa-chan! To think that someone as beautiful as me could ever fall in love with someone who looks like they crawled out of the sewer this morning is crazy! I'm practically royalty for damn sake's!" Oikawa fumed as he stood on the sidelines of the court, his arms crossed over his chest as he glared at Iwaizumi, who was currently snickering. "It's not funny, Iwa-chan! Stop making fun of my terrible life~!" He whined loudly, lightly shoving his best friend's shoulder.

Iwaizumi chuckled softly before shaking his head, "She does not look like she 'crawled out of the sewere this morning'." Iwaizumi quoted as he nodded over to where you were talking with Yahaba and Watari, even smiling at Kyoutani. "She looks like a very nice girl who has better grades than you could ever hope to score near." He smirked at Oikawa as he pulled his right shoulder with his left hand to stretch his back muscles. "Why don't you just go talk to her and see what she's about? Instead of avoiding her like the plague like you have been." He offered, raising an eyebrow at Oikawa when he turned to face him with a look of disgusted disbelief. "All because she wouldn't blush when you hit on her last week. Your kind of a sore loser, Trashykawa."

"Why would I ever want to do that, Iwa-chan? I don't even like her! Why would I go and talk to her?" He muttered, crossing his arms over his chest and looking at anything that wasn't in the direction of where you were smiling and showing some of your school work to the second years. Being the smart, nerdy girl in their grade always had them asking for your notes, but they didn't have the place to borrow them now. Practice was about to start.

Matsukawa smirked as he approached, "Because you do like her." He stated simply, his smirk turning into an amused smile when Oikawa practically choked on his spit at the absurd idea.

Hanamaki nodded slowly, "You wouldn't be complaining about her so much if you didn't think she was a cutie..." He hummed, turning his head to check you out. "You know, Mattsun, I think I'm going to go and ask her out. She really is a cute girl." He smirked, "Maybe I'll get her to be my girlfriend by the end of the day." He chuckled deviously, looking at Oikawa out of the corner of his eye to see his words were working.

"Hey, Makki, maybe I should ask her out, too! Do you think she'd be into dating both of us?" Matsukawa asked curiously, turning so he could see the way you pushed up your reading glasses as you were explaining a concept to Kyoutani, who looked like he was actually understanding. "I'm sure she wouldn't mind hooking up at least once, you think?" He finished, glancing over at Oikawa just in time to see the setter's restraint snap.

"Look. I'll prove it to you three that I do NOT like her! She's the worst person on this planet and I think she's terrible!" Oikawa stated in a growl to the three third years, then looked at Iwaizumi, "And it's NOT because she rejected me!" He huffed as he started towards you in a determined march.

Iwaizumi chuckled, "It's more like she told him she didn't like royal trash cans and that he needed to pull his head out of his own ass." He recounted to the other two, smiling a bit when they laughed at the idea. "Needless to say, she has my blessing to be his girlfriend. Anyone who can badmouth him better than me is good for him." He smiled as he watched Oikawa finally reach where you were.

Oikawa tapped your shoulder lightly, and you turned around with confusion, but your face only soured when you saw who was bothering you. "What do you want?" You asked, crossing your arms over your chest and staring up at him, "What? Couldn't find a girl to fall to her knees and kiss the ground you walk on or maybe you can't figure out if you're gay for your best friend or not?" You smirked. Matsukawa and Hanamaki burst out into laughter, Iwaizumi was no longer amused.

"Look, ____-chan, I don't like you-"

"Good! I don't want you to like me! You're so annoying!"

"I'm annoying?! All you do when you see me is insult me!"

"Because you think you just deserve everyone's praise when all you do is toss a ball to people who actually know how to score a point!" You fired back quickly. Once the words were out, everything around you sort of moved in slow motion.

Oikawa felt a pang in his heart at your jab at his title, but that didn't stop his body impulsively reaching out and pulling you against his chest, his head leaning down and pressing his soft lips against yours. You squeaked in surprise against his lips before reaching up and wrapping your arms around his neck, your paper falling to the floor as you held onto him and kissed him back.

After a few seconds, you realized what had just happened and went to shove him off of you, but he beat you to the punch and pulled away quickly, his eyes wide with shock at what he'd just done. Matsukawa and Hanamaki were clapping in the background at the wonderful display of 'I don't like her' he had been trying to prove. The two of you stood there in silence for a bit, eyes met with confusion on where all that had come from.

"Fuck...." Oikawa finally muttered, reaching up and running his fingers through his hair roughly before shaking his head, "I don't like you...." He whispered, and you felt your heart slightly drop at his words; Why were you even hopeful to begin with? You didn't want him to like you, so why were you hurt that he confirmed your desire? You were about to lash out at him in defense when he reached out and took your hands in his, holding onto you tighter when you tried to pull them out of his hold. "I'm in love with you...." He finished, looking at you earnestly, his heart beating quickly in his chest.

The way his eyes searched yours was the most intense experience you've ever had with him, and you didn't know if you wanted him to never look away or if it would be better that he never looked in your direction ever again.