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The calls happened more often. Usually Oikawa was the first to call. Sometimes Tobio.
Oikawa took extra care in always asking Tobio specific question of his day. How things went and didn’t went. Keeping himself short when Tobio asked him about his day. Only so Tobio speaks a bit more than him. They still texted on regular basis. Though it was still this stupid game they did with the emoticon. (Oikawa is leading with 24:18)
Things are good.
They are reaching the end off their third month.Oikawa realized when he entered his dorm again.
Maybe he should get a specific ringtone for this brat. Just which one? He thought about some cutesy magical girl anime song. Maybe something spacy?
He should check out if there are any volleyball anime out there-
On the other hand, he wonders what’s the point when Tobio can’t hear it and make him funny faces. Would Tobio give him a special ringtone. Nope… Tobio likely kept his phone in default setting.
Oikawa let himself fall down on his bed. Letting a sigh escape his mouth. Facing the ceiling of his room, nicely decorated with glow in the dark stars. The glue residue is something he will worry about once he has to move out form this place.
He bought and sticked the stars up there last week.The nights in Tokyo are way to bright anyway the few tiny stars at the ceiling won’t disturb his irregular sleep. He thought they would make him feel more at ease. Remembering him at his own bedroom in Miyagi. He spend his very first pocket money on a bunch of these sticker and glued them all over his room. On the furniture, on walls, on the door on the ceiling.
With the years slowly more and more stars disappeared. Shortly before highschool his mom decided it was time to whiten the walls in their home again. ALL walls in the house!
With the only exception being Oikawa's ceiling. Where the last stars are still stuck up there, for over 15 years.
Oikawa stretches a bit, twisting out of his comfortable position lying over the edge of the bed in order to grab his phone out of his backpack. To lazy to get up.
He had two exams today and his coach thought that they needed to train more their strength rather than agility.
Doesn't matter how fit you are, you will always end up sweating and aching after each exercise. Running laps is much more relaxing than lifting heavy medicine balls…
His fingers finally brush against this backpack. And the last body part which is still touching his bed is the big toe of his right foot.
THIS COUNTS, he didn’t leave his bed! So he won his own tiny challenge.
Oikawa hooks his finger in one of the straps and pulls the bag closer. Plumbing back down on his bad, now not having anymore to stretch so much in order to get his phone out of the back.
He pushes play on the new song he can’t stop listening on repeat for four days, and checks his messages. Some notification on Instagram. Some massages from his sister asking him how he is doing. One form his mom, asking when he wants to come home.
One notification from Yahaba, which Oikawa pushes aside. Normally if it is some urgent matter Yahaba calls. When he text he is usually ranting about Kyotani and Kunimi, which is amusing, but it can wait for now.
Some new messages pop up. Some are form the chat room he shares with Iwaizumi, Matsun and Makki.
Makki: >Look i am an artist too! <
Is what he wrote attached to it an image where he drew with markers on a sleeping Matsuns chest.
Iwaizumi: >I am not sure if he will be mad when he wakes up to it. Or laugh. <
Makki: >Usually he is really horny right after his afternoon nap. <
Iwazumi: >Takahiro Hanamaki!!!<
Makki: >Sorry mom!<
Makki: >I mean dad!<
Iwaizumi: >...<
Oikawa: >did you only colour in the lineart?<
It seemed like that to him. Matsukawa doesn't like coloured tattoos. Saying it is not his style or aesthetic he's going for. Whis sounds plausible to Oikawa.
also Makki always liked to colour in Matsuns doodles in high school. Doesn't matter what Matsun drew, Makki found a pen and colored it in.
Maybe Matsun enjoys it seeing, Makki concentrating while staying in the line. Carefully picking colours. In a sense, completing him?
Oikawa switches off his phone and looks up to his fake night sky. The very faint mint green stars contrasting with the creamy worn down yellowed white ceiling.
He hung them up randomly. Not really putting in much thought.
Like he did when he was a child. Maybe it's the light? They are supposed to glow and shine in the night, they just can’t look good during day time when the lights are out.
With a sight oikawa gets up, pulling close the blinds on his window and switching off the light.
His room won’t turn black. Just dark enough so the stars can shine, and with a sighs he lies down on his bed observing them again.
They look like a mess.
Some areas are to full. Others to sparse.
Two big ones are too close together. What was he thinking?!
Oikawa can’t see anything like he used to do when he was a kid.
Finding real star shapes visible on the night sky or making up new ones. He never liked trying to find out what clouds look like, connecting stars was much easier and more fun.
Making Iwaizumi shout at him and boiling in frustration because
“The hell oikawa how can you see anything up there. It's just shiny dots anywhere. YOU KNOW WHAT?! look a new constellation it's the firefly? You wanna know how to spot the fireflies constellation? Look in the sky? Do you see multiple shiny dots! Congratulations you found the fireflies!!!"
Yhea fireflies. thats whats up on his ceiling. But the more he looks, the more he just sees plain stars, awakening in Oikawa the urge to just rip all of them off.
They just feel wrong out of place.
He decides against it for now. Maybe he finds something to fix it later. Maybe his friends could find some shapes. Still thinking about it Oikawa snaps an image of the ceiling. Sending it to the group chat.
the chat stays quiet tho, probably all of them busy. Doing something or doing the other. So one minute passed without reactions. Than five, than ten.
He is so bored.
Oikawa moans and rolls around in his bed. Wondering why Tobio-chan didn’t call him yet.
Wait hold on.
He sits up, staring at his phone. Switching it on checking his messages. Yes Tobio did indeed not contact him yet. Usually around this time they would be
A: playing “virtual texting volleyball” or
B: just talk.
It is friday afternoon. By this hour Tobio must be finishing preparing dinner, and discusses with Oikawa movies he could watch with his mom. Making oikawa kind of jealous.
Wanting to join the movie session. Laughing and talking with Tobio about the plots.
But not seeing any notification is odd. Making his mouth feel dry.
Is he too busy? Did he forget?? Is he sick???
Oikawa was about to call him but stops himself. He is not desperate or concerned. Just curious? Yeah that's it. He just wants to check on him! But suddenly every way of beginning a text makes him kind of nervous. Nothing sounds right and screams WRONG and AWKWARD in his head.
Frustrated with himself, he now just sends him this stupid images of his ceiling. Without caption or anything just like that.
The preview images of these teal blue shining stars covering his phone screen.
Within a few second the three dots appeared,
Tobio chan:
>?<
That its. That's really freakin it and Oikawa lets out the longest and most dramatic sight he could give rolling around in his bed. Kind of enjoying these exasperated feeling Tobio can give him. He wonders for a second if the gods hate him. But looking up and seeing the plastic stars. He considers the philosophical approach he has to study and simply agrees with the statement “God is dead”.
But maybe he should at least give some minor explaining to Tobio. Lighting his screen back to live starting to type a new massage:
Oikawa:
>Challenge time. Find as many celestial sings in here as you can within 10 min. go!
the timeticks Tobio chan! ﾟ*｡(･∀･)ﾟ*｡ <
Oikawa:
>time starts now! ↜(╰ •ω•)╯ψ<
He highly doubts that Tobio finds anything. Kind of expecting a reaction like Iwaizumi. Frustration, exhaustion.
Tobio calling him and angry yelling at him how dumb this is. Because he doesn't want to admit that he has no clue. He expects Tobio to get defensive about his lack of general knowledge, like he gets defensive when Oikawa helps him with his literature homeworks.
Tobio:
>i can’t do this now!<
Oikawa definitely does not expect this reply.
Oikawa:
>(ಥ﹏ಥ)<
Tobio:
>oikawa san no now is not the time. <
Oikawa frowns. He can practically hear Tobios voice in a snappy tone. And he doesn't like it. Wanting again so bad to be able to be face to face to him.
Out of instinct he calls, but gets immediately shut off.
An annoying beeping tone filling his years.
“Rude” that's all he can say to this.
He throws his phone to the end of the bed. Confused looking around his empty room.
What is Tobio doing that is oh so important?
If it is practice he won’t have even awserd. And if it is something outside practice he would still have texted or called him.
Tobio is out grocery shopping. Than he sends Oikawa images of silly package designs or foods he likes. Resulting in them talking about snacks or whats good or bad for them to eat.
When Tobio is on cooking or cleaning duties he is with him on speaker. Surrounded by background noises by now having even exchanged one or two hello with Tobios mother.
The same also applies to homework. Which Oikawa enjoys the most simply because it is much quieter.
Tobio is in his own room. Less background noise. No mother that is so curious and asks many questions. Just them talking.
Fact is Tobio usually finds time to talk with him. He never shuts Oikawa out like this ever he…
A ping on his phone interrupts his inner monologue.
Followed by another. And another. And another.
A few time his phone asked for his attention and all Oikawa could do was looking perplexed. He suddenly felt drained, tired. He doesn't understand.
Opting to just get up and eat something, he opens his window to let some air in. He grabs some bread and pours himself a glass of juice. Right when he is about to get back to his bed his phone goes off again.
And Oikawa lets it ring. Not in the mood for it. Calmly eating his bred, taking his time with drinking the iced sweet tea. Maybe the caffeine in it will give him some energy.
Seriously what's wrong with him now? He has no reason to be in a bad mood. Tired yes! But This?
He is a grown up boy now! No wait man! 19 years old. He should be okay with Tobio not having time for him 24/7.
Putting his empty glass down in the sink, he slouches back to his bed, grabbing his now silent phone. Letting his back fall down on the matrasse with a sight, unlocking his phone.
He was kind of worried for it to be his mom. But to his luck it was Tobio that tried to call him. There were also a few new messages. Oikawa opens the one from the group chat first.
There we have a Matsun sending images of his “new paint jobs” and “wonderful artistic tattoos” Makki did. Even joking about actual tattooing one of his scribbles for eternity on his skin. The few jokes of everyone at Oikawa's glow in the night stars. Oikawa's favorite massage being Iwaizumi’s ‘NO!’ followed by a gif of a chicken running away in pants.
So now he have only Tobio-chans left to read.
There were screenshots of oikawa's fake night sky in Tobios massages. White lines connecting one star to the other. Creating starsign Oikawa accidently created but just couldn’t see.
Oikawa can only blink at his screen zooming in and out of images. Counting the stars, controlling if Tobio did not just made these up. Tobio heaven mentioned to the images how accurate it is. Pointing out that for the leo sign the star for the tail is missing. The dragon suddenly has four horns. The gemly are now separated. Things like that that to Oikawa make sense. But just how?
OIkawa:
>you cheated. Tobio how could you? つ´Д`)つ
you must have looked these up or used an app in order to do this! (눈_눈)
That must be it. Tobio has no clue of literature. The only thing he lives and breaths is volleyball. And if he doesn't do that it’s about foods. And if food are not a options…. well math? He is kinda good at it and even managed to help Oikawa figure out a problem.
Just how can Tobio know about star sign so well?
A ping. And oikawa directs his attention again towards the phone.
Tobio:
>i didn’t cheat oikawa san!<
Oikawa:
>There is no way you know about star sign!!! (ﾉಠдಠ)ﾉ<
His phone shouts the ringtone at him. Tobios calling id filling up the screen and Oikawa glares at the screen before he picks it up this time.
“Why the heck shouldn’t i know how to pace some basic star sign together Oikawa san?!” is the oh so gentle and sweet greeting.
“Well... First of all! Hallo Tobio-chan!” Oikawa sighs.
“Oh hi!”
“AND SECOND!” Oikawa interrupts Tobio, to continue, “Basic star sign are something like…. idk.. The great dipper? Or the swan but not like… over five different celestial forms! How do you even put these together. Do you have a chart or an app?” he wonders rubbing the bridge of his nose between his fingers.
“An… App?” Tobio parrots. A car passes him, making Oikawa asume Tobio is outside. Outside at this time?
Oikawa looks at his screen. It is not late. It is just 19.30 am. Maybe Tobio is on his way home but… where was he till yet?
“Uh… Oikawa san?” Tobio asks. Hesitant.
“Yeha? yeha! I mean. YES tobio chan! An app please tell me you know what it is?”
“I KNOW WHAT APPS ARE! I just think they are stupid.”
“What? How come? They can be so handy Tobio-chan. For organizing and research and planning even training”
“They are just games. And not even fair ones because you have to pay in order to be good at them”
Oikawa blinks at that. Confused staring at nothing. For being rather direct in saying what he thinks Tobio can be a bit confusing.
“Tobio chan…” Oikawa starts. “You know apps are not only mobile games righ?”
The confused “Hu?” on the other side of the line confirms Oikawa's suspicion.
“Apps are not always games. Like yea most of them are but some are just really cool gimmicks or helpful tool to sport your creativity or track things for you. You know. Like a planer or a calendar”
There is a pause on the other line. Which is fine Tobio needs it to let the information sink in. He needs to process it in order to understand.
“Oh” is all Tobio says to it. An other car passing behind it.
“Yes” Oikawa agrees with him waiting for Tobio to continue the conversation. Wondering if Tobio tries to apologize because of before or if he is just again struggling with words.
“Hold one there is a app for star sign?”
Oikawa scratches with his fingernails on his shirt. Thinking.
“There are a few?” he starts “Some you have to pay for some you don’t. I downloaded one that connects with my GPS and well… When i move my phone around i shows me what star sign is right above me in the direction I point my phone app. Even permits me to zoom in and look at single stars or planets. And well…”
“Wait how is the app called???” Tobio interrupted him. Way to bright shining voice. Sounding like a more mature version of his middle school self, asking Oikawa to teach him how to serve. So amazed by this app he describes like he was amazed at Oikawa back than.
“Oikawa san?” Tobio calls for him and so he picks up his phone again.
“Uhm… Sorry I was thinking, sorry I forgot but i can check it later and give you the link.”
“Oh alright thank you” another car passes. And Oikawa can’t hold back the question any longer.
“Why are you still outside at this time?” He can hear Tobio stopping his walk frowning and looking at the phone.
“I am actually on my way home” he explains, leaving more question open.
Like where was he? Did he see someone? Is it someone special Oikawa is not supposed to know about. Usually Tobio always told Oikawa when he was out with his friends.
As much he wants to know, he can't just ask for that. It just sounds od, out of place.
“So… would you like to explain to me now why you know about stars so much”
“I would prefer not to!”
“Tobio chan!”
“Why do you make a big deal out of it Oikawa san” Tobio sighs. Walking again. It crunches underneath each of Tobios steps.Frozen leaves on the ground breaking and shattering underneath his foot. it must be cold in Miyagi. Is Tobio wearing a hat? Oikawa hopes he is at least wearing a scarf. Is his hand getting cold by the cold air.
“I just… I don’t know it is just unexpected of you” Oikawa explains.
“It is not like I pointed out some possible new planet on the night sky by the way how the stars move around it, Oikawa san” he huffs
“It is just starsigns I saw on your ceiling. What's even up with that aren't you too old for it?”
A gagging whining sound leaves Oikawa's throat.
“Tobio rude! And you are never to old for glow in the night stars. I just think they are pretty neat that's all”
“Oh i see.” Tobio accept. It is so easy for him to just accept any kind of explanation. Making Oikawa want to explain more.
“There are no stars in Tokyo. Not like in Miyagi” Oikawa sighs.
There is a short pause, some rustling can be heard, shushing and zipping of nylon fabrics brushing against each other, indicating Tobio's movement.
With a slightly strained voice he replies.
“Well it's not like there are many out right now either.”
A snort escapes Oikawa's nose, turning from smaller chuckles into a big laugh he couldn’t contain.
“No, well yes, you are right there Tobio-chan! It is just… I don't know. I thought, I would feel better with them above me like i have them at home.”
Tobio is walking again, some more background noises can be heard. He mentioned before he is going home but a bell rings and some doors slide open, like he entered a store.
“Are you out shopping at this time?”
“Hu?” Is the the surprised reaction on the other line. “Ah yeah just… I don’t feel like cooking and my mom has a nightshift today. So i am alone at home.”
“Wow brave of your mom to leave you alone at home. Who knows what could happen.”
“Hey!”
Oikawa laughs at that. And he is sure Tobio is smirking too. These are fun... The small banter and arguments.
“what are you going to eat to night than? “
“Curry!”
Pfft. Of course Oikawa thinks.
“Didn’t you you say you didn’t feel like cooking?”
“The convenience store right has actually a really nice ready dish curry. I just need to soft boil an egg and steam some rice and done.” Tobio explains passing through the store directly towards where the curry is.
“You make it sound like absolutely no big deal, while cooking is such a hazard.”
“That's just because you are lazy Oikawa san”
“I am not! I just have way more things to do than a highschooler. No time for cooking”
A hum can be heard form Tobio. A woman talking, and the cling of a cash register. Tobio got his food and is now finally on the way home. Once Tobio stepped a food outside the store the air around him sounds so cold.
“How is the weather at your place Tobio chan?” Oikawa asks, getting up from his bed opening his window again. It is cold outside. Fresh air hitting his face. Just a subtle gradient from dark blue to orange visible on the horizon.
“It is manageable. I can’t go for morning jogs in the early morning, the road freeze in the morning.” Tobio explains. Rustling making oikawa imaging him swinging the curry in the shoppingbag, back and forth on his side.
“Well better be careful you don’t want to break a leg. “ Oikawa suggests.
All tobio does is hum in response. And now they are quiet again.
Only hearing the rhythm of Tobio's steps, wishing so bad to walk right now next to him. Walking home with Tobio, getting home eating curry.
“Where have you been before Tobio? You hung up on me that was kind of rude you know?”
The steps stop. Likely so Tobio can look at the screen of his phone. Maybe Tobio by now sees oikawa ast the phone.
“Oh I … I was with Hinata and the others at Yachis place.” He reply hesitantly adding. “Uhm… Tsukishima sometimes help us out with studying we have some bigger test the coming week so …”
Oikawa chuckles. “Oh I see~ What did you repeat than there?”
“Modern literature… Okay listen! LISTEN! Before you say anything. How am i supposed to get what the guy tried to say with this dumb poem? Why can’t they say it directly? They just like to do it complicated and difficult for us…. “
Oikawa was waiting for this, planning to hold back the laugh bubbling in his chest but miserably failing
“Don’t laugh at me! You only understand writes because you are like them.”
“What? No Tobio chan I don’t get them either!” he defends returning to his bed.
“Most of the time i don’t get anything and just read a bunch of existing interpretation. And then pull my own conclusion out of that. But seriously literature texts are nothing compared to philosophy! everyone tries to describe the world but has absolutely no clue what he's saying. But every critic is like ‘oh yeah oh you are right such a smart man’” bargh!”
A chuckle stops the minor rant. It is breath and short easy to miss. Tobio's small smiles sound like four quickly pulled in breaths. Nothing charming.
“Do you… Do you have to read some of these ‘oh so important text' this weekend?” Tobio asks. Still walking home, he is walking for a while now. Couldn’t he take a bus when its so cold?
Oikawa brushes his hand over his face looking over to his desk with two books atop waiting for him to be read.
“Nah… “ He sighs “ I will maybe just divide the pages and begin reading on monday. I don’t feel like reading this weekend about people's worldview and how they think it works and I have time for my essays. There is no need to rush into the assignments this time “ he reasons looking back up to his own sky. Searching again the signs Tobio showed him. Tracing a few with his finger.
Suddenly finding it easier creating new of his own. The square over there could be a milk carton. On the left lower corner there are six larger stars forming a shoe shape.
It is quiet on the other side of the line. For a bit. Only hearing Tobio steps. Passing by cars. Crunching leaves.
"How was your week Oikawa san?"
Oikawa breaths out, blinking a few times, feeling heavy melting through his mattress.
“It was okay. Rather slow.” he begins. Counting on his fingers the exams he had to take.
“Just two exams! Only two this week which is great! But… There was lots of papers to do and self studying and getting modules done.” He yawns.
“So i assume, sleep was not really your top priority hu?” Tobio guesses. Making Oikawa frown.
“I also doubt you went groceries shopping” Tobio added in a od disappointed tone like Oikawa's mom or older sister use when he makes something slightly stupid.
“You are horrible in adulting Oikawa san!”
“Hey you are two years to young to say that! You won’t even manage on you own Tobio chan!”
“At least i know how to feed myself”
“If you were on your own all you would eat is curry, pork buns and milk”
“Still better than just bred with something that is not spoiled. No Oikawa san, but seriously take better care of it. This is why you are always so tired. “
"Yeha yeha! “ Oikawa waves him off. "We will talk about it once you grow larger horizontally than vertically!”
“ Excuse you?!?!”
Oikawa has to pull his phone away from his ear. Partly because Tobio got way to loud but also because he couldn’t hold back his laughter.Iimagening Tobio being more filled out than he is. He is no anatomical genius tho, so it's basically just three volleyballs shoved underneath a oversized shirt. Making Tobio look like a pregnant woman.
Two balls as boob one ball the baby.
The image gets out of hand in Oikawa's mind when his imaginary Tobio lost the balls and is now staying there in a way to oversized shirt hanging way to low form his collarbone. Calling his name.
“Oikawa san?“
Snapping out of it Oikawa blinks again around his room. Making sure that Tobio is really not in his room with him. “Uhm? Yes?”
“How much do you weight?” is what Tobio asks.
A humming is what he reply in thought. He is not sure. They did measure his weight during the health check ups but Oikawa never really paid attention to it. More concerned about his height. He moves around a lot and is healthy. The reason why he doesn't find fitting clothing is because he is above average height, not wide. So, what was his weight agan?
“I am not sure… Seventy-something kilograms but lover than eighty i think. I never really check.” He muses rubbing his templates.
Tobio also only breathes out a hum. And then replies in a monotone voice.
“I am lighter than you”
“Hu?”
“Wait what's your height? Did you grow? Shouldn’t we be about the same high now?” Tobio hasty asks. Is he disappointed that he is lighter than Oikawa? Does Tobios lower weight mean that he is a bit shorter than him?
Oikawa wonders now. He grew a few centimeters buts not like something really significant. But Tobio being lighter than him…
His imaginary Tobio is in fact a bit shorter than him, Tobios had reaching his chin but otherwise looking normal. Like Oikawa remembers him. Sometimes morphing in the middle school appearance of Oikawa's memories. There are many things that stay the same. But unconsciously Oikawa did the effort in filling his imaginary Tobio out. Like they train the same.
Tobio should be more or less muscular like him. Not thick but rather robust build.
Granted. Oikawa didn’t say and actual number, so there is no reason for Tobio to be upset about it.
“How much do you even weight now?” Oikawa asks interrupting Tobios question.
“Uh… 69.4 basically 70 kilograms!” he exclaims
“Uh uh I know how to round up numbers Tobio. Honestly why do you worry about it” he groans
“Well how tall are you now?”
“186 cm happy now?” Tobio doesn't reply to this. Mumbling underneath his breath cracking some numbers. Counting doing some odd math thing.
So oikawa decides to ask the all knowing search engine to help him with this riddle. Simple googling healthy weight for boys in their height range. Tobio is done with his matching mumble and is just quiet. Swinging the bag containing the curry back and forth picking up his speed. The swisching getting louder through the phones speaker that Oikawa is currently pressing to his ear with his shoulder.
“You know…” he begins. Grabbing Tobios attention again. “You didn’t tell me your current height but a normal weight around 180 cm is between 66 to 83 kilograms. i don’t see the point of you being concerned about it.”
“It's just… “ Tobio says. Agitated, to loud, frustrated with himself. Taking a deep breath and slowly leaving the air out.
“I am 184 tall now…” he grumbles. “It kind of feels like not doing enough”
Oikawa hums. Not really understanding it but just brushing it off as an Tobio thing. Like there are things Tobio doesn't get about Oikawa. With just listening usually things sort themselves out form alone.
“Well… if you keep on eating your curry your problem will soon be solved!” but this time Oikawa feels just like teasing.
“Hey!”
“Maybe you are just lighter because of all the hot headed air inside you. You know, hot air rises up and this stuff. Like hot air balloon!” Oikawa tries to explain.
“Wouldn’t that give me an advantage to jump?”
Oh! Oikawa didn’t thought of that one.
“Yeha it definitely would! Even let you float, so blocking would be much easier!!!” he adds
The four short breaths of Tobios laugh can be heard.
“Maybe we should try playing with hot air balloons strapped to our bodies. Everyone on the court is floating.”
“Wait Tobio i think we are onto something. Like you know there is beach volleyball, and this will be, hold on i got a name for this! oh right! ready?” Oikawa stops for a dramatic pause imaging Tobio nodding at him.
“Space Volleyball! You know! Because all of us float! And the heated air is like in a transparante ball that makes us look like astronauts.”
A full on giggle can be heard on the other line.
“But we can't really set or spike a ball in the vacuum of space.”
“No, such don’t bring physics in this!”
“You would be a good libero. Your mass is much denser the ball would automatically float towards you and stay within your orbit” Tobio ads
“i will absorb and crush you like a black hole Tobio chan!” Oikawa deadpans. Face softening when hearing Tobios awkward laugh. Oddly sounding like a proper one. Pleasant.
“Well… I won’t be able to resist your gravity than.” Tobio ads, still laughing.
While oikawa implodes or explodes. He is not sure, everything is spinning and he feels hot. That comes from all the laughing. Yeah that must be it!
The jingle of keyes makes oikawa pale again. Feeling cold and goosebumps over the skin remembering that his window is wide open. Its deep dark outside.
“So… i am home” is what Tobio says.
“Yeah you are home”
“Yes”
“uhm”
It is quiet on the line. Tobio didn’t enter his home. Playing with the keys in his hand. Oikawa only waiting. They talked way to long, Tobio will eat now and likely go to bed. And he should sleep too.
Something in Oikawa urges him to ask ‘can i come in’ but this is ridiculous. Tobio is far away. Not right in front of him pushing and twirling his keys around his finger, biting on his lips struggling to say anything. He should just do it he should just say it
“this was ni..”
“it was fu”...”
Both of them beginning in unison.
“Oh you first Tobio” Oikawa offers.
“Ah no never mind what did you want to say?”
“No Tobio chan, age before beauty!”
“Does not both apply to you?” Tobio ads quickly adding
“I mean… uh… I should go in! “
Oikawa blinks. Not really processing
“I… yeah… uhm… it must be could you should go in” he agrees dazed. And Tobio just hums.
A second muffled phone rings. Oikawa recognizing it as the Kageyama family home telephone.
“Crap that's likely my mom!” Tobio says sounding spooked
“Don’t tell me go in and pick it up!”
“I am going to you don’t need to tell me!”
“Well goodbye then!” Oikawa concludes.
“YES good night!” is the last thing he says and like this he is gone.
Panting Oikawa lies there. Panting staring up at the glowing stars above him. Suddenly all morphing into one shape. Spinning and turning. Flustered Oikawa turns to the side and screams in his pillow.