Summary: You have a bad habit of picking up strays, and the half-dead villain you find bleeding out in a dumpster is no exception. [Part 2]
A/N: Low budget yandere for my greasy king. This concept has definitely been done before, but I couldn’t resist. This is my first non-smut on this acct and I’ll be so sad if it bombs 😭
Title from the Hozier song: “don’t let it in with no intention to keep it / jesus christ, don’t be kind to it / oh honey don’t feed it / it will come back.”
Tags/warnings: light yandere, minor injury, angst, Shiggy likes you, reader needs a friend and a good night’s sleep. [In later parts but not in this one: violence, sex, more yandere, 18+]
You’ve always had a soft spot for strays. Maybe that’s why you became an ER nurse—from the first abandoned puppy you brought home as a kid to the patients you refuse to give up on even when it looks hopeless, you’ve never been able to turn a blind eye when something needs your help. Sometimes (times like this) you wish you knew better. It’s hard enough to take care of yourself these days.
Today’s shift was…what, 16 hours? 17? The 20-minute walk from the bus stop to your apartment building feels like it takes twice that long in the rain. God, you need a shower. And a decent night’s sleep, preferably for at least 12 hours. Tomorrow’s your day off, and you’re ready to take advantage of it the best way you know how: Netflix, soju, and your favorite vibrator. But tonight? As soon as you’re clean, you’re going to pig out on leftovers and collapse into the bed that’s the only halfway nice piece of furniture in your shithole apartment. You really do deserve a break; you’ve earned it.
Unfortunately, as usual, the universe has other plans.
You hear him before you see him: wheezing, choked breaths, like someone’s trying to breathe with an anvil on their chest. You’re not quite out of nurse mode so your mind starts trying to diagnose the issue before you even register what you’re hearing. Fluid in the lungs, possibly blood. That hacking isn’t good. Broken ribs? Definitely bruised. But probably not a puncture…
The breathing is coming from down an alley next to your building. It’s dark enough that you can’t see from the street what’s making the noise. And you’re not a fool, you know it’s a bad idea to walk down pitch-black alleys late at night, especially in this area—a neighborhood you’re living in by necessity, because it’s the only place cheap enough for you to get by. But the coughing…it just sounds so awful. It sounds like it hurts.
Your phone’s already in your hand with 119 dialed and ready to call (standard practice when you’re walking home by yourself), but you turn the flashlight on and shine it down the alleyway. “Hello? Anyone there?”
Nothing responds, but you can still hear the breathing. You step in a little deeper, swinging your light from side to side and looking over the heaps of trash bags overflowing from the dumpster. The raindrops make clicking sounds as they hit the plastic, and you can hear gurgling from a rain spout down the side of the building, but the wheezing doesn’t stop.
One more step. And then one more. You wish there was something you could do to make the splash of your rain boots in the puddles a little less loud. Something about this situation—the rain, the dark, the flat grey light from your cellphone, and that horrible hacking breath—it makes you feel like you’re walking into a horror movie. But you don’t stop walking.
The hacking is coming from a man propped up on the wall between a few XL bags of trash. The black outfit he’s wearing almost blends into the bags, but a mop of grey-blue hair gives him away. His head is slumped onto his chest, and if he’s conscious he doesn’t show it. “Hello?” you ask again, even less confident that you’re going to get a response.
No answer.
The smell of garbage is…ugh…hard to ignore, but on top of it is an oppressive stench of copper coming from the man passed out in the trash. You kneel down to get a better look and yep, he’s covered in blood. It’s hard to make out in the low light, but there’s a trio of long gashes in the man’s abdomen, cutting apart the skin and flesh so deep you can see traces of a slim layer of yellow fat between all the inky clotted blood. It looks like he was attacked by an animal. Or someone with an animal quirk. There are a lot of villains in this neighborhood.
And the coughing…definitely internal injuries. Whoever this guy is, he needs treatment. You hold up your phone to hit the call button on your pre-dialed 119—
“Don’t.” The voice is a growl, low and surprisingly firm despite the scratchiness. You jerk back and clutch your phone to your chest, caught off guard not just by the interruption but by the intensity of the face glaring up at yours.
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genre : [ ☀︎ ] fluff!! & a tiny bitta steam~
hc prompt : how would he take care of you if you come home wasted after a girls’ night out?
author’s note : this is my first time writing headcanons!! idk if this is good hc material but lemme know what you think! :) **gif not mine!!
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Whoopsie my hand slipped and I wrote one
Wouldn't mind being spiroasted by tanaka and Noya.....
fat fucking mood
This is my part for the bnharem collab, please check out all the other amazing authors here. The theme this month was flowers!
Warnings: Angst.
Word Count: 4101.
You’d never been much of a flower person before. You could appreciate their beauty, but you’d never really understood their meanings. The reasons why each flower had its own unique message behind it. More interested in aesthetics than any cryptic messages. That’s why when you received the first bunch, you were perplexed.
“Oi, shitty woman. Why the fuck were these at the front door this morning?” Bakugou flung a bouquet of flowers across the room to you, the ashen smell of his explosive quirk filling the air as you took in the sight of the dishevelled paper, the flowers in a disarray as you looked down at them in confusion.
“Isn’t it obvious, Bakugou?” Ashido was already leaning over the couch to look at the paper, trying to find a note with them. Seeing the small pink rectangle and grabbing it off the sugar paper before you had a chance to stop her, your hand trying to grab it from her fingers as she held it away from you, “She’s got a secret admirer!”
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iwaizumi: *likes/reblogs/follows/queues 100 more reblogs*
"Sir?" Then I cried
Can you see this, Midoriya, Sir? She smiled…! She smiled!
Summary: For his birthday, Bakugou gets a date with his crush while they set up a party at the dorms
A/N: This is late cuz I had writers block during his birthday.
Quirk: You can control plants and make them grow from the ground. You need a base through, like a seed or root and you can make it grow from that. You can move it and make it grow bigger and taller than it is (i.e. you can make a flower huge if you wanted to). If overused, you get dizzy and could pass out.
Warnings/Genre: fluff, cursing, suggestive content somewhere, ooc Bakugou
WC: 1,711
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You were in the common area as they were explaining the plan to you. The doofuses, also known as the entirety of class 1A, made a plan called Operation: Blaze It which was trying to surprise Bakugou with a birthday party. People were planning how to set everything up and decorate a cake you made beforehand.
At the moment, the said hot-headed man was training with Todoroki, knowing there was no way he would turn down a chance to beat the half-and-half bastard’s ass as a birthday present . As the rest of the class trying to convince you to go through with distracting Bakugou, you were sitting there shaking your head.
“Nope, not doing it” you said, lips pressed to a thin line
“Please!” Kaminari pleaded
“Nuh uh”
“But all the other girls are busy, you already did your part by making the cake”
You liked Bakugou, that part everyone suspected but you never confirmed. Rightfully so as they only occasionally bothered you about him. But it was these times when they pushed you together you regretted enjoying the special treatment he gave you. He yelled and cursed at you less, even being caught helping you out with lessons or training from time to time.
“Why does it need to be a girl? Can’t Kirishima do it? Y’know being the only other guy he doesn’t completely hate!?” You tried to reason
“Nope, he’s using his teeth to help open packaging later” Sero adds
“What about Jiro? She never annoy Bakugou and she’s not annoying” You suggested
“I disagree” Kaminari butts in, passing by while holding a box of decorations to be hidden.
“As you said, they never talk, it would be uncomfortable”
You grumbled, after going through a list of anyone else but you. They gave out excuse after excuse, hiding the real reason they wanted you to do it this way. In reality, the Bakusquad promised Bakugou a date with you. You didn’t know, of course, as they didn’t know for sure if you liked him back and just used this excuse.
“Oh yeah and the reservation is under your name” Kaminari said
“.....What?” you seethed. They said to distract him, not to take him out on a date!
“So you take him out to a cafe and keep him away from the dorms until about 6:30 pm” Kaminari said as you tried to swing at him
“So this was set in stone and I had to argue for nothing!? You bitch!” Ojiro had to step in and hold you back with his tail as Kaminari cowered behind Tokoyami and some others in charge of buying more stuff.
“You should get changed, they’re gonna be back soon” Ojiro sweat-dropped as you glared at him. You sighed
“Don’t worry, I won’t hurt you, the dumbass Pikachu is the only one with a death wish here” you growled as Kaminari ran to ‘uh- check on the stuffs’. Ojiro let you go and you stormed off to your room.
You put on a some denim pants with a simple black off shoulder shirt. You wore black boots and stuffed your phone and wallet into your purse. You finished light makeup and brushed your hair. You headed down and as you exited the elevator you heard a whistle from Kaminari
“Whoo Y/N you look hot. Looking pretty for your date I see” he smirked
“Dumbass Pikachu” you grumbled and sat on the couch with your arms crossed and a scowl on your face. Kirishima came and sat next to you, “Bakugou’s just getting ready, here, to pay for your date” he handed you some money.
“It’s not a fucking date” you said lowly and Kirishima chuckled, “sure” he said and walked away.
You slumped back down in the couch and took out your phone and scrolled through Instagram. The elevator was heard opening and Bakugou stepped out and Kaminari hollered at him too, this guy does not stop bugging you two.
“Wow Bakugou, it’s the first time I’ve seen you wear something this nice” he said. Bakugou glared at him as he cowered away, “Your date’s over there” Sero snickered and pointed at your direction, Bakugou already making his way over.
“SHUT THE FUCK UP” you and him yelled simultaneously as they did so. You directed your glare at the floor and grabbed Bakugou by his wrist, missing the way his cheeks tainted pink. “Let’s go” you said and pulled him outside.
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The walk to the cafe was quiet, the cafe itself being really busy and known for its amazing treats and coffees. You can’t really walk in in the middle of the day expecting to find a seat as to why they had to call in for reservation. The place was pretty much full, not being as noisy as the people respected the fact it’s a cafe people come to enjoy their time. You told the busy waitress your name as she directed you two to a table and excused herself to get back to her work.
You sat across from Bakugou and looked at the menu. You looked up from the menu and met Bakugou’s eyes. Deciding to break the ice he sighed, “Sorry you were dragged into this”
You smiled nervously, since neither of you knew how the other got in this position internally screamed at yourself ‘DOES HE KNOW ITS A DISTRACTION? WHAT DID THEY TELL HIM? SHRUG IT OFF SHRUG IT OFFFFF’
“It’s fine, they gave us money to spend so let’s waste it all” you laughed as you swore his lips curved up a little. A waiters and waitresses were talking and sent a waiter to your table. You noticed this and told Bakugou to be ready with his order. Then you got an idea to mess with him.
You jokingly gasped and he looked up at you, “Do I dare? Do I dare tell the waiters it’s your birthday?” You teased
His eyes widened and gave you a scowl, “Absolutely the fuck not” he said
You giggled and shook your head, “I’m just kidding, I won’t”
The waiter was called to a different table and he told a waitress to take care of your orders. She walked up to you, “So, what can I get for this lovely couple?’ she smiled
Your faces turned red as you looked away from each other, “We’re not dating” you said as Bakugou shook his head with a ‘nope’.
She apologized as she took your orders, yours being a parfait and his being coffee jelly. She wrote it all down and walked away as you two were left with an awkward silence. You pulled out your phone and discreet picture of him and posting it on Instagram with the caption ‘aww he’s not screaming 💥💘 @bakugou_katsuki #BlazeIt’ You said, hinting at his party
He was scrolling through social media too and saw the picture he looked up at you and you giggled. He smirked and took a picture of you too laughing your ass off and posted it with the caption ‘This bitch is so annoying get her away from me 😠 fuck you @Y/N-the-flower’
You pouted at him and went to your phone to comment
‘no u’
You smirked at him and laughed. He snickered with you, the awkwardness finally fading away. You turned off your phone, refusing to look at the comments of yours and Bakugou’s pictures
U 2 having fun? 😚
Get some!!1!
Yall should just fuck already
The tips of his ears turned red as he read the comments and mumbled, “These fuckers”
You pushed his phone to his chest, “bitch, don’t mind them” You smiled and he put his phone away. The treats came and the waitress set down a milkshake, “Um, we didn’t order this” you said politely.
“Oh excuse me, it’s on the house for those cute couples who haven’t got together yet” You blushed again, and he scowled at her as the young girl chuckled, “Thought so”
She placed the parfait in front of you and the coffee jelly in front of Bakugou and the milkshake in between you two while setting down two straws. “Enjoy!” she said happily and left you two. You looked at him and shrugged as you pulled the parfait closer and stuck the spoon in the chocolate strawberry treat. You brought some of it to your mouth and brought your lips around it, moaning at the sweet taste.
Bakugou’s eyes widened slightly at the whole thing, blushing and feeling his pants tighten. You looked at him, “dude, why aren’t you eating the food here is so fucking good” you said, unintentionally making a suggestive comment.
“Uhm...” he said slowly taking a spoonful of his coffee jelly. You got another scoop of parfait and kept the spoon in your mouth a little longer. Bakugou was watching you with a weird abnormal expression in his eyes. You gazed at him with questioning eyes, “What’s wrong? Do you want some?” you asked and scooped some in the same spoon you used and brought it to his lips.
The cool metal hitting his lips snapped him out as he reluctantly let you feed him. “You’re right, it is good” he grumbled. “Why were you acting weird anyway?” You asked, noticing how uncomfortable he looked. You slipped your foot out of the boot when you realized why, and rubbed it against the bulge you knew was in his pants. “Stop it!” he growled as you laughed and slipped your foot back in your boot.
You smirked, “aww hell yeah, I fed Bakugou Katsuki without dying and I teased him” you cheered
He shoved a spoon of coffee jelly in your mouth to shut you up. “Now were even, and not a fucking word about this to the others!” he told you. You just giggled and nodded, swallowing the coffee jelly. You went back to eating as you just realized you indirectly kissed him...twice. You shook your head to push the thought to the back of your mind and ate another spoonful of parfait.
You finished your parfait quickly as Bakugou did with his treat too. You both stared at the milkshake until you decided to speak up. “So, we gonna share?” you asked handing him a straw and taking the other for yourself. You grinned at him, “Wanna do that thing when we share and drink at the same time?”
He shrugged, trying to hide the fact his heart was pounding. You took the straw from the paper and stuck it in, mixing up the contents of the tall glass. You then brought licked the unmixed whipped cream that remained on the top part of the straw, leaving some milkshake on your cheek.
He called your attention, “You have a little something there” he said and pointed to your cheek, you licked as far as you could tasting some on your tongue so you thought, you got it.
“Is it gone?”
“Ugh, dumbass” he groaned and reached to swipe the drink off your cheek
“Thanks” you mumbled, turning a bright shade of pink
“Oh, what happened to confident little Y/N? Does touching your cheek make you blush?” he mocked
“Shut up, idiot” you said and grabbed his straw and put it on the other side of the milkshake. “Let’s take the picture”
“We’re taking a picture?” he asked, “Hell no”
“But it’d be cuuuute” you whined
“Fuck off”
“Please?”
“No”
You stayed silent, “fine” you pouted pushing the drink away from you
“UGH” he groaned, “FINE! I’ll do it. No pictures!”
You smiled and pulled it to you slightly, leaning on the table as Bakugou did the same, trying to keep his eyes from your cleavage. You both took a few sips and he pulled away first. You pulled away after a few more sips, “See! Harmless” you stated and pulled the milkshake for just you to drink.
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The milkshake was finished, you and Bakugou taking turns drinking from it. You looked at your watch, 4:03 pm. How the fuck were you supposed to distract him for 2 and a half more hours!? You payed for the treats you ate and stapped outside with Bakugou.
“L’right, let’s go back now”
“NO!” you yelled unintentionally He looked at you with an eyebrow raised.
“I-I mean, uhh let’s go somewhere else”
“No, I’m tired”
“But I wanna go shopping” you said reluctantly, though you hated shopping
“No you don’t”
You sighed, “Yeah no I don’t... But I wanna train”
“I already did earlier, plus you can’t train after we just ate”
You sighed and looked around for a distraction as he started walking away. “Wait!” you turned to your last resort
He looked back at you, “What?’
“Uh, um... I like you” You said quietly, but loud enough for him to hear.
He chuckled, “After today it’s pretty obvious”
You scowled, “Shut up”
“I like you too dumbass, ‘s why the dumbasses promised me a date with you”
You realized why he agreed to go with you and your eyes met with him. “You said you were tired, right?”
He nodded and you smiled, “Come” you said and grabbed his wrist once again. You led him to some woods and found a familiar trail of red carnations (that symbolize love, pride and admiration) that you followed, dragging Bakugou along. You reached a part of the woods that was just a big open space. It was full of flowers of all kinds, sizes, and colors. You let go and ran to the middle of it. He slowly walked to you as you giggled at the tumble you took. You saw him and pulled him down, a bed of daisies grew fast enough to catch him. He shook the shock out of him as you talked, “Daisies convey loyal love or could also be used to symbolize ‘I will never tell’ so this place is our little secret” you said.
He nodded and took in your features, your bright eyes, smooth hair, and perfect smile. You flipped over and looked at the sky, your face, relaxed and calm. “When no one knows about it, it stays quiet and peaceful, kinda weird bringing you here” you chuckled
He looked at the sky and put an arm behind his head, his other hand moving down to intertwine your fingers with his. “So, what’s up with this place? How’d you find it?” he asked quietly
“An old woman used to live in a house here and she was an old friend of my grandma. She allowed to come here and told me that when she passed away not to use the house since it was dirty, dusty, and full of pollen so she just told me to bury it in the soil and expand her beloved garden. So I did” you breathed out with a smile
He smiled when he looked at you and you met his eyes. “Wanna do something cool?”
He smiled, “Sure” and sat up. You didn’t stand up though, “You don’t need to move, I think there’s one here” you said referring to one of the tulip seeds you planted everywhere. You pressed your palm to the ground and activated your quirk
The ground rumbled as a huge tulip grew from underneath you. You laughed excitedly as it lifted you and Bakugou up, resting you two inside its halfway open petals. You rested against each other, your torso fell on his chest as he leaned back on a soft but firm petal. Your laughs softened as you got comfortable on his chest. He wrapped an arm around you and closed his eyes, allowing you to gaze at him and stealthily set an alarm for 6 o’clock. Soon you dozed off too.
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The alarm sounded loudly, waking you and Bakugou, the latter groaning and moving to stretch. “Sorry, sorry” you said, voice croaky from the nap, turning th alarm off and getting up. You rubbed your eyes, getting used to the light of the setting sun. Shaking Bakugou awake you suggested to get back before it gets dark and hard to get out of the woods. He nodded while groggily getting up, you using your quirk to get the tulip to drop you two down on the soft grass.
You shivered from the lower temperature and Bakugou took notice. He wrapped his jacket around you and you put your arms through the holes. The sleeves that only reached halfway through Bakugou’s forearm, reached past your wrists. He thought you looked adorable, being small and all, but the moment is ruined when you decided to mock him, “Wow, didn’t know the Katsuki Bakugou was a gentleman”
“Shut up before I take it back” he grumbled
“Okay, okay” you threw your hands up in surrender
“Also,” he started, “Call me Katsuki” he whispered
“What was that?” you asked, feigning innocence
“CALL ME KATSUKI GODDAMNIT”
“Hey, hey, no need to yell, Katsuki” you said, his name rolling off your tongue
“Shut up, let’s get going” he secretly did like hearing you say his name. But he hid it whilst tugging you to the direction of Heights Alliance. You laughed and held his hand, leaning onto his arm. The walk was nice and comfortable, the both of you at peace with one another.
You reached the dorms, forgetting about the surprise party as you walked in the dark building, still latching onto Bakugou’s arm. The lights were suddenly turned on, everyone jumping out of their hiding places.
“SURPRISE!!” everyone froze on the spot, seeing you clinging onto Bakugou, wearing his jacket.
“BAKUGOU GOT A GIRLFRIEND!?” everyone erupted into cheers as you buried your face into Bakugou’s chest as everyone tried to pry information out of you.
AFTER BREAKING the number one minecraft rule who knew you’d be pining after the one guy who made fun of you for it
updated 12/08/20
► update schedule (new) thursday & sunday
(y/n) & kenma ★ (y/n)’s friends
01 - found
02 - warning
03 - [blank] started following you
04 - wendy williams
05 - getting dragged
06 - one big joke
07 - do you like [blank]?
08 - formalities
09 - flirt
10 - meddling
11 - why?
12 - forgiven
13 - aimed tweets
14 - with you
15 - lovebirds
16 - labels
17 - yeah 💔
18 - finale
TAGLIST CLOSED
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pairing: kaminari denki x gn!reader
A/N: this is part of @myherowritings ‘s discord server’s fluffy quarantine collab!! hope y’all enjoyy :D
this is the masterlist of all the other pieces in the collab, please do check them out!!
word count: 1518
☆ ° ✧ · ━━━━━━━━━━━━━ synopsis : when you and your hyperactive roommate (and polar opposite), kaminari, are stuck inside together during the lock down, personalities clash. the question here being whether the clash is going to be for the better or not.
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hii i was wondering if your could do oikawa with a reader who’s like “one of the boys” and hangs out with him and iwa a lot and they’ve been friends for a long time, and he realizes he likes her and its just him pining + happy ending where they end up together? 🥺👉👈
𝐚/𝐧: this is such a great idea, thank you so much for requesting! I believe there's not as much pinning as either of us would have liked, but I hope you like it 💕
𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: slight angst with happy ending; female reader
𝐧𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭
𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦
× midnight writes with Kat ×
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"What do you think I should do?"
His question is met with silence as Iwaizumi's gaze is fixated on the TV, not registering his best friend's frustration. Oikawa huffs and crosses his arms over his chest, repeating the question.
"What do I think you should do about what? I don't know what goes on in your brain, Crappykawa."
Iwaizumi throws a stray chip at Oikawa's face, smirking at the disgusted look on his face, swatting in case Iwaizumi throws any more. Finally, his hand moves to the 'mute' button on the remote, turning his attention completely to his best friend.
He watches as Oikawa heaves out frustrated sighs, one after another, his hand gripping tightly at his curls. His eyes avoid Iwaizumi's owns, looking directly at the white, blank space above him.
"I think--no, I know. I know that I like Y/N." Iwaizumi's eyes widen in surprise, but he's soon to realise and recollect all the meaningful moments during the latest gatherings of said trio.
Y/N has been in their lives for a significant number of years already. What people see as two best friends playing volleyball together, fail to take notice of a third party right by their side. Unlike Oikawa's fangirls or Iwaizumi's admirers, Y/N was more familiar with hanging out with boys.
It has been a few months since she was proclaimed as 'one of the boys', but she didn't mind the nickname at all. She felt safe, being in the company of her two closest friends and whatever title she is given, she doesn't mind. Hardly anyone has friends like Oikawa and Iwaizumi.
And that was were Oikawa's problem started to arise.
They were sitting on the couch in Iwaizumi's house, a cheesy chick-flick playing as Oikawa and Y/N bicker about the synopsis of said movie. Iwaizumi, as always, enjoyed the reality TV he got to experience everyday with the two crackheads he called his best friends.
That is the word Oikawa hated to be associated with. A friend. Just a damn friend. If you were to ask Oikawa what Y/N was to him last year, he'd say a friend, no doubt in sight.
If you were to ask him now, Oikawa would stutter, not knowing the exact term of whatever was going on between him and Y/N. In his eyes, it was complicated. In her eyes, they were just best friends.
"You like Y/N? Like, you like like her?" Iwaizumi raises an eyebrow, sipping on his bottled water as Oikawa groans in frustration.
"Iwa-chan, stop talking so, so complicated! I don't understand what you mean."
"I mean," another chip comes flying towards Oikawa's face, this time, successfully hitting him on the forehead. "Do you like her in a more than a friend way?"
They lock eyes, Iwaizumi's eyes holding the reassurance Oikawa really needed at this point. When his best friend only gives a meekly nod in return, Iwaizumi's lips twitch into a rare, soft smile he hardly shows anyone besides his two closest friends.
"Tell her."
"What!? No, no, no fucking way am I doing that." Oikawa's arms comically flap around, immediately regretting telling Iwaizumi about his little problem.
Iwaizumi's eyebrow quirks, "and, why not?"
Oikawa looks Iwaizumi dead in the eyes as he speaks, "and ruin the friendship I have with her? And possibly ruin the friendship I have with you!? No, Iwa-chan, that's an awful idea."
As if he didn't listen to a word of Oikawa's rant, Iwaizumi's hand grips his panicked friend's phone and throws it at him, catching Oikawa's surprised expression. "Text her, call her, do anything. If you really care about her, you won't let her and yourself suffer through whatever is going on in your confused brain right now."
The silence that came after was anything but pleasant to either of them, Oikawa's hands sweating at the mere thought of texting you about his true feelings. He looks up, eyes locking with Iwaizumi's as he grips the phone tightly. "Should I? Should I really?"
Iwaizumi's own nerves got the best of him and he only nods, but Oikawa trusts him enough to go through with this crazy idea.
His fingers type out the simple message a hundred times, never missing a typo in any of the words he wrote.
"Y/N, I can't say this any differently or keep hiding it, but...I like you. Please, please tell me what you think about...all of this." sent 10:35pm
If it weren't for Iwaizumi's hand gripping his forearm, Oikawa would have pulled out every strand of hair on his head or bite all of his nails. Both of them knew that you weren't someone who goes to sleep early, so both became more nervous as the minutes kept ticking by.
Neither were ready when the familiar sound of a new message rang across the room, but Oikawa's fingers were already opening the message.
"You sound like such a romantic, Shittykawa lol...but, if it makes you feel less nervous, I believe that my feelings for you are also more than just friendly ;)" sent 10:47pm
Looking at the huge grin and loud squealing coming out of his best friend's mouth, Iwaizumi didn't stop his own grin from decorating his face.
Who knew he could be such a matchmaker?
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𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭: @masako55, @tiggyybee, @nekoglasses, @peppermintkiddo, @maramalademadara, @kitasluvr, @parolesdesanges, @hakueishirei
took over a year off to cut you bitches some slack,, tell a friend to tell a friend, SHE'S BACK
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