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{ Haikyuu Universe. }

Written & Created by JayTjblue.

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Oikawa Tooru.

Chances of being thrown away by him are greater than fifty.

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The window was always left open at night, allowing a summer nights breeze to seep through. He’s never liked how she did her nightly task, but won’t complain. After all, her body radiates enough heat at night for him to sleep peacefully beside her. There was once a time where he spoke in whispers to her, things he would never say to anyone else. Yet the occasional sweet talks have come to a halt and no longer does he fill the empty half of her bed.

It’s been like this for quite awhile. Volleyball held no responsibility for these changes, rather it was his own ego. One that Iwaizumi told him to tone down for the better. Like a jest, he set that advice aside.

Everything came crashing down when his team lost the national tournament.

Humiliated by a pack of rookies.

His despair led him to an underground club and he didn't bother taking his wingman with him, rather a pouch of money was taken in place to fulfill his need for a blackout. By the time he awoke, his clothes were laid out on the floor, tangled with someone else’s.

And he didn't know who. Panic filled his body, immediate terms of regret towards the woman he left at home. As he gathered his clothing and was about to head out the room, a goddess entered his sight.

Full lips, blond hair and a sexy body. By the time he noticed, he awoke at the same house for the second time in a row. Only because of the loud cry of his phone. Apparently it awoke the girl beside him too, who noticed the contact name.

“You have a girlfriend,” She spoke in disbelief.

“Fuck, I screwed up,” Oikawa spoke.

“No, baby. Don’t worry, she doesn’t need to know.” She responded, tackling him to the bed once more.

A habit was what it soon became. His urges were fulfilled by a goddess in bed, but not the one it should've been. He was unfaithful towards his first love. But whenever he met up with the blond seductress, bliss overcame him.

Fearing his past deeds, Oikawa felt the need to tell someone. That someone was his long time best friend; Iwaizumi. At first, Iwaizumi thought it was a joke that his team constructed and he waited a good half hour for them to come out with cameras and laughter.

With each continuous minute, Iwaizumi felt himself fall into a pit. He was feeling guilty on behalf of his best pal. So the words spilled out like a cup of coffee.

“You need to tell her.”

“No, she can’t know that I’m banging some chick I met at the club, that’s wrong.”

“Fuck, Tooru. You can’t do this to her, she’s been so good to you.”

“Iwaizumi, I’m so fucked up.”

“I fucking know that you trash. She’s having your kid and worrying about all this stuff because you don’t come home at night. Do you know how many times I had to tell her you were practicing with the guys? Oikawa, get out of that shit. You’re going to be a dad!”

With that, the raven haired boy walks out of the café, leaving Oikawa to deal with the pairs of disgusted eyes. And then he can hear the whispers. People have started to look down on him.

He’s at her house. Sorry, he doesn't mean that. He’s addressing his affair with the goddess. Of course, he doesn't get to say much since they start making love on the couch. It comes to an end when she pulls away and reveals the grand secret.

“I’m pregnant.”

He’s going to be a dad soon and yet can’t get his responsibilities together. So who does he choose?

“Yes, you are, baby.”

He kisses her stomach and then her lips. Once again, they start going at it.

Four years pass.

After a failed marriage, Oikawa has become a divorced parent. He has custody of Sara for three weeks this month, after that she is given to her mother. A woman that gleams with beauty. They divorced once he found out that she was cheating on him a year back.

“Papa, I want an ice-cream.” Sara tugs at her fathers hand before running off to the truck.

Oikawa follows quickly, pulling out his wallet and standing on line where Sara proceeds to say that one day she will own the entire land of ice-cream. He chuckles at that.

“Hajime, I want the waffle cone. Oh! Wait, I want a sugar cone,” The familiar voice of a woman forces him to turn towards her and as he takes in her figure, he sees a goddess. The one he left four years ago. “Darling, actually I want the vanilla.”

“Mommy, you take too long!” A toddler whines as he grabs his spiderman toy and whirls it around in the sky.

“Yeah, I’ll take two vanilla ice creams, one with chocolate sprinkles and the other with rainbow and gummy bears.”

His best friend isn't even a foot away from him.

“Daddy! I want the same one that she’s getting!” His daughter runs over to his ex lover and points at the ice-cream that Hajime has handed to { First Name }.

Hajime and { First Name } turn to look at him and instead of bashing him, they give a short wave to him and he notices Hajime helping { First Name } out of the picnic table. His daughter stares at { First Name } in surprise.

“Hey daddy, she’s going to be a mommy again!” Sara shouts in excitement as she takes a seat next to Hajime and starts talking to him about how his wife is expecting another baby.

Oikawa wishes that Sara would just shut up and come back to his side, but she doesn’t. Fate is playing with him for something he did four years ago. And payback is seeing the ring that is decorated in diamond. It’s beautiful, worthy of a saint like her.

“Tooru.”

His name escapes her lips like a tune, it’s pleasing, like the times they spent in his room just killing time. An unofficial relationship to everyone but them and Hajime. He can feel dismay but somehow happiness that someone stepped up to the plate of being a father.

Sara is sort of surprised to realize that these two are connected to her dad, and so she asks the award winning question.

“What were you to my daddy?”

An array of answers can reply to this question, but petty isn't in { First Name}’s vocabulary.

“A friend, a longtime friend.”

And he wonders why she says that, they had been dating since middle school and throughout college until his cheating.

But then he remembers Hajime.

And it’s out of respect and maturity to why she says it.

“This is Jae.” She gently pushes a younger boy towards her and sees himself.

“He’s—.”

At a loss for words.

Description
{ Haikyuu Universe. }

Written & Created by JayTjblue.

———

Oikawa Tooru.

Chances of being thrown away by him are greater than fifty.

———

The window was always left open at night, allowing a summer nights breeze to seep through. He’s never liked how she did her nightly task, but won’t complain. After all, her body radiates enough heat at night for him to sleep peacefully beside her. There was once a time where he spoke in whispers to her, things he would never say to anyone else. Yet the occasional sweet talks have come to a halt and no longer does he fill the empty half of her bed.

It’s been like this for quite awhile. Volleyball held no responsibility for these changes, rather it was his own ego. One that Iwaizumi told him to tone down for the better. Like a jest, he set that advice aside.

Everything came crashing down when his team lost the national tournament.

Humiliated by a pack of rookies.

His despair led him to an underground club and he didn't bother taking his wingman with him, rather a pouch of money was taken in place to fulfill his need for a blackout. By the time he awoke, his clothes were laid out on the floor, tangled with someone else’s.

And he didn't know who. Panic filled his body, immediate terms of regret towards the woman he left at home. As he gathered his clothing and was about to head out the room, a goddess entered his sight.

Full lips, blond hair and a sexy body. By the time he noticed, he awoke at the same house for the second time in a row. Only because of the loud cry of his phone. Apparently it awoke the girl beside him too, who noticed the contact name.

“You have a girlfriend,” She spoke in disbelief.

“Fuck, I screwed up,” Oikawa spoke.

“No, baby. Don’t worry, she doesn’t need to know.” She responded, tackling him to the bed once more.

A habit was what it soon became. His urges were fulfilled by a goddess in bed, but not the one it should've been. He was unfaithful towards his first love. But whenever he met up with the blond seductress, bliss overcame him.

Fearing his past deeds, Oikawa felt the need to tell someone. That someone was his long time best friend; Iwaizumi. At first, Iwaizumi thought it was a joke that his team constructed and he waited a good half hour for them to come out with cameras and laughter.

With each continuous minute, Iwaizumi felt himself fall into a pit. He was feeling guilty on behalf of his best pal. So the words spilled out like a cup of coffee.

“You need to tell her.”

“No, she can’t know that I’m banging some chick I met at the club, that’s wrong.”

“Fuck, Tooru. You can’t do this to her, she’s been so good to you.”

“Iwaizumi, I’m so fucked up.”

“I fucking know that you trash. She’s having your kid and worrying about all this stuff because you don’t come home at night. Do you know how many times I had to tell her you were practicing with the guys? Oikawa, get out of that shit. You’re going to be a dad!”

With that, the raven haired boy walks out of the café, leaving Oikawa to deal with the pairs of disgusted eyes. And then he can hear the whispers. People have started to look down on him.

He’s at her house. Sorry, he doesn't mean that. He’s addressing his affair with the goddess. Of course, he doesn't get to say much since they start making love on the couch. It comes to an end when she pulls away and reveals the grand secret.

“I’m pregnant.”

He’s going to be a dad soon and yet can’t get his responsibilities together. So who does he choose?

“Yes, you are, baby.”

He kisses her stomach and then her lips. Once again, they start going at it.

Four years pass.

After a failed marriage, Oikawa has become a divorced parent. He has custody of Sara for three weeks this month, after that she is given to her mother. A woman that gleams with beauty. They divorced once he found out that she was cheating on him a year back.

“Papa, I want an ice-cream.” Sara tugs at her fathers hand before running off to the truck.

Oikawa follows quickly, pulling out his wallet and standing on line where Sara proceeds to say that one day she will own the entire land of ice-cream. He chuckles at that.

“Hajime, I want the waffle cone. Oh! Wait, I want a sugar cone,” The familiar voice of a woman forces him to turn towards her and as he takes in her figure, he sees a goddess. The one he left four years ago. “Darling, actually I want the vanilla.”

“Mommy, you take too long!” A toddler whines as he grabs his spiderman toy and whirls it around in the sky.

“Yeah, I’ll take two vanilla ice creams, one with chocolate sprinkles and the other with rainbow and gummy bears.”

His best friend isn't even a foot away from him.

“Daddy! I want the same one that she’s getting!” His daughter runs over to his ex lover and points at the ice-cream that Hajime has handed to { First Name }.

Hajime and { First Name } turn to look at him and instead of bashing him, they give a short wave to him and he notices Hajime helping { First Name } out of the picnic table. His daughter stares at { First Name } in surprise.

“Hey daddy, she’s going to be a mommy again!” Sara shouts in excitement as she takes a seat next to Hajime and starts talking to him about how his wife is expecting another baby.

Oikawa wishes that Sara would just shut up and come back to his side, but she doesn’t. Fate is playing with him for something he did four years ago. And payback is seeing the ring that is decorated in diamond. It’s beautiful, worthy of a saint like her.

“Tooru.”

His name escapes her lips like a tune, it’s pleasing, like the times they spent in his room just killing time. An unofficial relationship to everyone but them and Hajime. He can feel dismay but somehow happiness that someone stepped up to the plate of being a father.

Sara is sort of surprised to realize that these two are connected to her dad, and so she asks the award winning question.

“What were you to my daddy?”

An array of answers can reply to this question, but petty isn't in { First Name}’s vocabulary.

“A friend, a longtime friend.”

And he wonders why she says that, they had been dating since middle school and throughout college until his cheating.

But then he remembers Hajime.

And it’s out of respect and maturity to why she says it.

“This is Jae.” She gently pushes a younger boy towards her and sees himself.

“He’s—.”

At a loss for words.