For the 101 fluffy prompts, can i have 015 with Oikawa, please? ♥ ♥
015:“All I want isyou.”
Friends. You were both friends. If you could even call itthat.
You let out a soft sigh as you left yourself a distance fromthe ever growing group of fans that seemed to grow each day.
You found it ridiculous, you both had been walking to schooltogether and on your way you had been ambushed by a flock of fans. Each askingfor an autograph, a photo, one was even bold enough to ask him for a kiss.
You had to admit that hearing that request sent somethingdown your spine, a frown pulling at the corner of your lips.
Letting out a particularly loud sigh you crossed your armsacross your chest, your brows furrowing as you glared at the crowd. Though asyour eyes went over the crowd and landed on him you couldn’t help but lookaway. The look on his face, the smile that was always there shining at therequests.
Maybe that’s why youweren’t brazen enough as Iwaizumi to hurry him off, you got to see that smile.So you’d let the circus play, because well…at least you had him right?
That question always seemed to burn in your mind.
“I’m sorry girls, I got to go.” You heard Oikawa say,breaking you from your train of thought. Immediately it was followed by upsetwhines and cries. “Sorry, sorry.” He apologized as he backed out the crowd andover to you.
Giving them a wave you felt a hand on the small of your backas he pushed you forward and toward Aoba Johsai.
Once you got far enough from the crowd you felt Oikawa wraphis arms around your waist, his head falling onto the top of yours.
“(Name), why don’t you ever do that?”
“Do what?”
“Ask me for autographs, or take pictures with me.” Moving yourhead, you attempted to look up at him. A small laugh escaped your lips.
“Why would I do that I get to see you all the time. Not tomention don’t you get tired of being asked for those?”
“Well, no….” he spoke gingerly, you could feel him shift hishead. “If it was you asking I’d never tire of any of that.”
Hearing that you tightened your grasp on your backpackstrap, a blush creeping up your cheeks. This is what had you wondering if youcould call yourself friends. He always acted like this with you.
Out of nervousness you laughed. “Oikawa you’re funny.” You mumbledyou looked ahead of you.
“I’m not trying to be funny.” He exclaimed as he stoppedwalking, causing you to stop as well.
“Oikawa…”
“(Name) I mean it, I want you to ask me for that stuff too.”“Why you have fans out the wazoo, why do I need to ask you for stuff like thatwhen I see you every day…?” You asked
“I want you to be my fan too!”
“You have like 100 fans why am I needed to be one?”
“Because….Because all I want is you.” He said as he let goof your waist, his arms falling to his side.
You stood there frozen at his words. All he wanted was you?
“I want you to bemy fan, I want you to ask me forphotos and kisses.” He sounded hurt. “All I want…is for you to be mine.”
Your face had to be on fire at this point. Placing a hand toyour cheek you didn’t know what to do. It didn’t take long before you beganlaughing, quietly at first before it got louder just for you to muffle withyour hands.
“….You could have just said no.” Once he said that youturned to him, placing your face into his chest as your arms wrapped aroundhim. “Hm?”
“I’ll be yours…” you mumbled into his chest. You could feelhim perk up. “Only….if you’ll be mine.”
“Do you really have to ask?” he mused with a slight laugh.Tilting your head you quickly shot him a small glare. “Yes I’ll be yours(name).” He said before placing a kiss onto your forehead then on your lips.
