quack quack tooru oikawa x f!reader Haikyuu: one shots part 1
SUMMARY: being Hajime Iwaizumi's younger sister means bearing the annoying constant figure called Tooru Oikawa. wherever you go with Hajime, he's always there. and you have started to notice, he isn't hiding his true feelings from you.
CONTENT: fluff, sarcasm, banter, flirting, comedy, romance, hugging, cheek squeezing, fighting, threatening, volleyball mentions, sarcastic!oikawa, brother!hajime iwaizumi,
WORDCOUNT: 1432
WARNING: this doesn't follow the original plot line of Haikyuu, there may be grammar and spelling mistakes since English isn't my first language. ai is not used in my work. holy mischaracterization.
have a fun reading y'all🏐
Being Hajime Iwaizumi's little sister, by only two years, means dealing with Tooru all the time after school, after practice matches and hangouts. And it has always been the worst time of the day for you since all he does is make fun of you and pinch your cheeks and ruin your hair. You have always hated to come back home after school because you know he is there waiting to play with you like a volleyball. Iwaizumi always yells at him for it. At least your brother is on your side.
You sigh as your hand reaches for the door handle of your house. Your parents aren't home like usual however the halls are strangely calm and quiet, nothing like your usual greeting but anyways...
"Brother!" You call out after placing your shoes into the shoebox, you look around but no one seems to be around so you just sigh before walking towards your room to take a quick nap.
The slight running water sounds comes from Hajime's room so you automatically assume he is taking a shower after his practices. He really hates being smelly around the house so the first thing he usually does is to start for the showers.
The second you enter your room, you let out a scream at the sight of a boy looking at the pictures on your desk. You throw your bag at him and then take a plushie from the small couch right beside the door and aim it at him. "What are you doing in my room!? Get out!" You yell at Tooru who covers his face to protect himself for further attacks coming from you. And you fulfill his expectations by throwing a book at his leg that overs his stomach area and he screams like a girl after flinching.
"Pause!" He yells, his eyes are shut before he slowly opens them to look at you. He fixes his posture, clothes and hair after noticing you aren't throwing another thing at him. "What? Scared I'll murder you?" Tooru steps forwards with his classic smirk on his face.
"No matter how much I've known you from childhood, you are still a boy and a threat. One that almost begs to be beaten by my brother. You cross your arms confidently and shake your head at him to annoy him.
"Me, the almighty Oikawa Tooru? A threat? Pfft, don't make me laugh. That's like the stupidest thing I have ever heard, at least outside the court," he shrugs before continuing, "Your brother can beat the hell out of me, for me, nothing beats your scared reaction." He is still grinning at you like he hasn't just gotten attacked by a bag, a plushie and a book, a thousand pages book.
"My scared reaction? You were screaming like a girl, hell, your voice was more high-pitched than mine." You scrunch up your nose at him with a pout. Your lips are naturally pouty yet he never misses to make fun of that too.
Tooru walks up to you close enough to lean in and pinch your cheeks, rubbing and squeezing them. "Now, don't go pouting again. You know what, you look exactly like a duck. I don't even know how I never noticed that, silly me... Maybe I should call you quack, how does that sound? Quack quack." He says while kneading your cheeks.
"You're ruining my make up." You say, unfortunately in a funny voice because he keeps on playing with your cheeks which messes up your lips as well. He is also making, probably without even noticing, stupid faces while playing with your cheeks.
"Do I genuinely give you the vibe that says 'I care about your make up' when I can play with your cheeks like stress balls all day?" he makes a disgusted face at the thought and you roll your eyes, well knowing not even the hardest push can stop him.
He then just cups your cheek, slightly squeezing them but just holding them while watching your expression. His eyes are slightly wide open, he is smiling rather than revealing a smirk like his usual.
"Tooru? Where the heck are you again?" You hear your brother yelling from outside your room, his footsteps getting closer.. Fear flashes through Tooru's face yet he does no movement to let go of your face like he is holding onto you. "Tooru?" He calls out before pausing. "What the fuck are you doing in my sister's room!?" He says aggressively after seeing him in your room while holding your cheeks with his face close to yours more than ever.
"Hah... nothing, nothing.." He replies awkwardly before slowly pulling away and patting your head. "Just chatting with chibi-chan here. Right?" Tooru turns to you, kindly giving you threats.
"No. He was squeezing my cheeks and looked like he was about to kiss me." You may have exaggerated the last part but you don't care since he just said he doesn't care if your brother beat the hell out of him.
"What? No, Iwa chan! Nuh-uh! That's going to happen on her birthday, not today!" He jabs a finger at your lips. You place a hand over your chest and gasp dramatically, well knowing your brother will always be on your side.
"You were going to kiss her!?" Hajime yells angrily as he grabs the volleyball that sits in the hallway before my room. I nod while pouting and frowning.
"He was, brother." You say softly before pointing at Tooru who stands in fear and shock behind you. "He even insulted my face, called me a duck! He literally called me quack quack!" You look pretty offended when you're just putting on a show.
"You called her a duck!?" Hajime aims the volleyball at the other boy who pulls you in front of him to make you shield him. You feel his forehead pressed against the back of your head while his hands tightly grip your shoulders to make you stand in front of him.
"She does look like a duck, you said it yourself the other day! So why am I the one getting blamed now..." Tooru raises his head once to yell back but then immediately yelps and hides his face again when he notices the ball.
"I called her a cute duck, you are insulting her! The heck do you mean quack quack?!" Hajime yells as he walks up to you and the second Tooru notices it, he wraps his arms around you to pull you back with him. His forehead is still pressed against the back of your head.
"I wasn't insulting her! Ducks are cute. She is just... well, less cuter." He rests his chin on your shoulder and you just groan from his words, tired from his childish behavior. His arms are lazily yet tightly wrapped around your waist as he raises one hand to your cheeks to squeeze them to make you look more like a duck, an uglier one.
"Tooru, let go of me." You say with a calm voice but obviously a tired and angry one. But your voice just sounds stupider than anything with how he's still squeezing your cheeks even from behind.
"You heard her! Let go of my sister you shittykawa!" He says as he throws the volleyball at him thoughtlessly, not even thinking where he just threw it. The ball finds your face in a speed you can't even think of. For a minute you just stay there, both in shock and in pain. "Shit.. See what you made me do!?" Hajime yells before stepping towards you guys but Tooru keeps you close to him as he turns your face to face him.
"Are you hurt? No, right?" He asks, softer than any of his tones. His hand on your waist turns you just slightly towards him as he checks on her.
"Yeah, I'm hurt you dumbass." You say angrily, well knowing you got the hit due to his dramatic dumb ass, like always. He bits the corner of his lips before leaning in to press a kiss to your cheek and pulling back with a smirk.
"Hope that'll heal you, quack quack." He winks and ruffles your hair before running right outside the door to hide from the oldest Iwaizumi. You can hear Hajime yelling Tooru to get his ass back here so he can hit him worse than anything while Tooru just screams like his usual. And you just stand there, one cheek red from the volleyball hitting your face, the other one red from the kiss. The fuck?
