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“honey? what are you doing up?”

from your seat on the fire escape, you turned your head to your beautiful heartache. since childhood, you’ve always known that toru was beautiful. the years have been kind to him, as expected. what was once a pudgy, round face with bright pink cheeks now sharp and chiseled. his little boy arms now strong from years and years of dedication to his passion. toru oikawa was beauty itself. it always made you wonder why he chose you.

turns out he chose manaka too.

“can’t sleep.” you said, simply. you turned your gaze back to the stars as toru took a seat next to you. it felt weird now. back then you two molded together like clay, but now there’s something between you. like a wall or barrier of hurt and betrayal. were you really ready to give him another chance?

you heard toru take in a deep sigh. “it’s been a while. since we’ve been like this.”

“yeah.”

“almost five years now.”

“mhm.”

“y/n…” toru extended his hand towards you. “come here.”

you couldn’t hold yourself together anymore. lovely lips trembled at the extension. for five years you’ve been handling this by yourself. sure, you had mattsun, but even he couldn’t fill the hole in your heart. that space belonged to toru and toru only. it always has been.

and it always will be.

so you let yourself fall apart in his arms as he shushed you quietly. soft whimpers soothed with sweet whispers, his large hands drawing circles on your back like he used to when you were young. he used to tell you he was mapping out constellations on your back, creating new solar systems for you to imagine. you would spend hours in his arms at night, listening to him describe the type of aliens that lived on each planet. it always cheered you up, even as you both got older. sadly, his administrations didn’t have the same effect anymore.

“h-he’s so mad at me” you warbled.

“i know, my princess.”

“i-i think i ruined your friendship-“

“y/n, you didn’t ruin anything.” toru said sternly. curling a finger under your chin, he coaxed you to look at him. “hajime is a grown man. he can differentiate between petty drama and his little sisters heart. not to say his feelings aren’t valid- because they are. but hajime cares about you too much to let this get between you guys.”

you nodded at his words. even though you weren’t exactly receptive to most support due to the state of your well being, you couldn’t deny there were some truth to torus words. your brother cared about you, through and through. he’ll learn to accept your choice and support you soon enough. he just needed time.

you nuzzled into toru’s warmth. “thanks.”

“no problem, sweetheart.” he kissed the crown of your head. “and thank you. for giving me another chance.”

at that you wilted. “yeah…” slowly, you detached yourself from toru’s embrace. concern colored his beautiful chocolate eyes.

“princess?”

“i don’t know if i’ve fully forgiven you yet.”

he let out a tense sigh. “i see.” toru turned to you fully. “talk to me about it.”

deeming now as good a time as ever, you opened up to him. “i want to be with you, that’s for certain. but i don’t know if i can let go of what you did to me yet.”

toru hummed, urging you to continue.

“it was bad toru. i never want to feel like that again. and i can’t help but be afraid that you’ll do the same thing you did five years ago.”

“that’s completely valid, y/n-chan. and forgiving me doesn’t mean forgetting. you have every right to hold me accountable for what i’ve done.”

“yeah, but i don’t want it to be in the middle of our relationship forever-“

“and it won’t.” toru said firmly. “as long as you want to forgive me and as long as you want us to work, that’s a step in itself. and we’ll work out the rest together.” cupping your face in his warm hands, he looking deeply into your eyes. “and i’ll do whatever it takes to make it up to you.”

“we won’t be like we used to be.”

“you’re right. we’ll be better. stronger.”

“that would take a long time.”

“i’d wait forever for you.”

“that’s cheesy.” you snickered through your tears. toru chuckled too, leaning his forehead against yours. when you opened your eyes to meet his, you saw your reflection in his glassy orbs. you couldn’t tell whether or not the stars in his eyes were reflecting on the sky itself or reflecting on how he looked at you.

“can i kiss you.” you whispered softly. toru grinned.

“oh, how kouhai of you~ do you have a crush on me, y/n-chan?” he waggled his eyebrow. you frowned.

“i take it back.”

“wait no-“

at that you were attacked with kisses to your soft cheeks, toru’s arms encasing you to his body as your giggles rang out in the chilly night. you guys may never get back to that place where you used to be, and maybe you never will. but you both decided it was worth it to try.

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an: ugh i’m baddd at fluff but i’m trying!!! and no this isn’t the end yet! we still have some chapters to go!

also it took me so long cuz i’m ✨overworked✨ and ✨stressed✨

i hope you guys liked the chapter otherwise!

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ooooooof :(( i’ll try to fix that rn! (they were working yesterday 🧐) butttt you can click one of the tags under the master list to get everything! t just requires a lot of scrolling....

but i’ll work on that rn!

I changed my aesthetic 🥴

and I kinda want to change my name???

Hii❤️ it’s no bother at all! I use Social Maker!

So, I tried to find it in the App Store to take a screenshot for you but I couldn’t find it—— idk if that means you can’t download it anymore—

BUT I SS the icon on my home screen

You remember scoffing at your phone. This has to be a joke, right? Sure, you and Toru have been fighting for the last two weeks, but it wasn’t anything serious. He’s just so busy with volleyball— So what if he never texts you anymore? And what about him ghosting you to talk to fans. You’ve known him since forever. You’ve loved him since forever. And he loves you. Right?

Shoving your phone in your pocket, you decided to go to your usual rendezvous point with Toru behind the gym. There, you would sneak kisses and you would bring him snacks and some more leg wraps s before practice. Sure, he hasn’t met with you in a while, but it wouldn’t hurt to wait for him again. Just in case.

Making your way down the hall, you spotted a crowd forming in the courtyard. Leaning your head out an open window, you checked what the commotion was about.

And what you saw made you freeze.

In the middle of the crowd stood Toru and Manaka, folded in an embrace while exchanging kisses. Manaka practically glowed in the attention, while Toru smirked triumphantly to the crowd.

“That’s right, ladies and gentlemen! Toru Oikawa and I are now dating! He is my best friend, my love, my king! And we are very happy together now!”

Almost everyone cheered for them. Toru and Manaka were both the most popular third years at school. Toru, the golden, pretty boy with incredible talent and passion for volleyball. And Manaka, top socialite and student council president. It made sense that they would end up together. Almost like it was destiny.

When Toru looked to the crowd, his gaze went upwards to the windows and he froze. Chocolate brown eyes locked with yours. Eyes that adored you, that cried with you, that comforted you. That betrayed you. The moment he looked into your eyes you shut yours, turning around as quickly as possible, away from the commotion behind you.

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there wasn’t much that made you excited. save for the occasional premieres of new anime and the bubbly feeling you’d get at the end of every semester, there was hardly a time you were ever excited for things to come. perhaps it had to do with your loneliness. events are only memorable if you have someone to share it with, right? maybe it’s because you didn’t have someone to be excited with that made you less than numb on days like today.

like your birthday for example.

for the past couple of years, you’ve spent your birthday alone. before that, you had your grandma of course, who made you favorite cake by hand every year until her death. you never realized how many people you DIDNT have in your life until she was gone. now, you celebrate your birthday with a day old cupcake and the same candle you’ve been using for the past two years.

this year wouldn’t be any different. you’d think that with Kuroo now in your life you’d have at least somebody to celebrate your birthday with. instead, nekoma had a practice game with nohebi and he reaaaaaaally couldn’t miss this one. he offered to let you tag along, to which you declined saying you had some test to study for and you really couldn’t skip out on studying or you’d fail the class. kuroo only shrugged it off.

“alright, whatever you say.”

and then it was just you. again.

you couldn’t blame him for not knowing. you guys had only started dating recently and you never came across the topic of birthdays before. besides, it’s not like you would have told him anyways. your birthday wasn’t important then and it isn’t important now. so why did you feel a strong pain in your chest.

even before you started dating, you’ve always put effort into his team. whether it be yaku’s birthday or kenmas volleyball-aversery, you did your best to help make them feel special. gifts, balloons, at least a special shoutout on chatsnap, you did what you could to brighten up their day. because, that’s what friends do, right?

well, maybe they weren’t your friends. yet, at least. you only started hanging around tetsurou months prior, his friends joining you both along the way. at first you were only being cordial, them only having a connection to you via kuroo, who you could hardly call a friend at the time. but as the months passed, you felt as if you were part of the warm, deep bond that was his team.

Maybe you were jumping the gun. maybe you guys weren’t really friends, only acquaintances. makes sense— maybe you imagined your friendship with them all along. the moment kuroo came out of the picture, you would be back to strangers. that’s how all your past “friendships” ended like. once faces you tried to brighten turn to blank canvases, like you’ve never touched them before with the colors of your palette. like you’ve never bought them gifts, set up balloons, made them cake. the whole nine hundred. maybe kuroos and his friends will end up the same way.

it was nearing midnight, the days drawing to a close. as per usual, none of the people you’ve put so much effort in even thought to send you a birthday text. typical. you only sighed and lit up the used candle in front of you, readying you birthday cupcake to finish the night.

“happy birthday to me”

your voice cracked. it’s never done that before.

“happy birthday to me”

you felt warm droplets slip down your face. perhaps there was a leak in the roof?

“happy birthday dear (y/n)...”

you paused for dramatic effect but ended up hiccuping on your own breath. when you looked at the clock, it read 11:58. two minutes until your birthday was over.

“happy birthday to me”

and you blew out your candle.

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a knock on the door. this late at night? then loud banging.

“what the...” usually, opening your front door at 11:59 pm at night would seem like a bad idea. but you were in such a hysterical state you couldn’t be bothered with logic and fear. so you got up, braced yourself for the worst, and swung the door open.

"SURPRISE!”

all of nekoma’s volleyball team stood outside your door. balloons, gifts, a piñata, they all had something to carry. and in the middle, tetsurou stood holding out a terribly decorated birthday cake with the words “HAPPY BIRTHDAY Y/N” in shaky frosting.

you could only blink. “...guys?”

“happy birthday y/n!” your boyfriend sang proudly. “you didn’t think we’d actually forget.”

“he did forget.” quipped kenma. he had a cat plushy with a birthday themed bow in his hands. “i had to be the one to reminded him.”

“nooooo” tetsurou denied. you only giggled. you weren’t mad at him. not at all. you were just surprised the whole team pitched in to help.

yaku, who was wrangling the balloons, chimed in. “either way, we’re here now y/n. why don’t you sit down and relax while we set up.”

as you were about to deny they work so hard, tetsurou silenced you with a kiss to the cheek and pushed his way in. and who were you to deny the whole team.

balloons, streamers, banners and homemade posters littered your walls and you couldn’t be more grateful. and every member of the team had something to give you as a gift. yamamoto got you hair ties, fukunaga gave you a book full of knock knock jokes, kenma gave you the cat plushy— you were thankful for it all.

finally, tetsurou presented to you his homemade birthday cake lit with candles.

the fire cast a glow onto his face. “i’m sorry we were so late.”

you smiled at him, a light water in your eyes. “you guys are here now, so.”

everyone gathered around you both while inuoka turned off the lights.

“happy birthday to you”

levs pitch was off.

“happy birthday to you”

yamamoto was a little too loud.

“happy birthday dear y/n”

kai was undoubtedly the best singer of them all.

“happy birthday to you!”

you blew out the candles.

as the boys cheered in the dark, tetsurou leaned over to give you a kiss.

“happy birthday, my love.”

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