Ship: Futakuchi Kenji & Oikawa Tooru Fandom: Haikyuu!! Major Tags: None Other Tags: None Original Work:link by nautilics Word Count: 419
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Oikawa hates family reunions.
Well, no, that's a lie. He loves them. He really loves his family, both immediate and extended, and it's always fun to see his aunts and uncles and his grandmother and grandfather, all in the one place, where he can stuff his face full of food and listen to everyone telling him how tall and handsome he's grown, how well he must be doing as the captain of the volleyball team, how they're so proud of him.
He only really hates one thing about family reunions, and that's the way Futakuchi is waiting for him in the lounge room, an expectant smirk on his lips as he sets up the old playstation, so that they can play Soul Calibur against each other.
Tooru's good at sports and hey, to be fair, Futakuchi's pretty good too. It doesn't change the fact that when it comes to video games, he doesn't really know how to do anything more than mash the buttons and hope for the best. As far as he can tell, it's not like Futakuchi would know all the combos for the good moves either, but Oikawa will allow that he always seems to mash the buttons in a better way than what he himself can manage.
He loses the first fight so quickly that it's a little embarrassing. Futakuchi laughs, opening the packet of sour gummis that he's stolen from the pantry, sticking one in his mouth and grinning at Oikawa around it. Oikawa growls under his breath, changing the character he's playing as, and then demands a rematch.
He loses that one too. Then the one after, and the one after.
"I hate this," Oikawa declares. "I hate you."
Futakuchi just laughs, as his character wins yet another fight. "Tooru, did you get worse since Aunty Yuki's birthday?"
"Ugh!" Oikawa cries. "Shut up!"
Futakuchi keeps teasing him, and Oikawa knows that he's pouting, but he doesn't do anything to change it. He just grabs a handful of sour gummis out of the packet in front of them, and shoves them all into his mouth,
He hates sour gummis. He knows this. Futakuchi knows it too, and it's exactly why he picked them, of all things, to steal from the pantry, knowing that he'll get them to himself because Oikawa won't want to share.
He chews angrily on them anyway, because he might hate them, but at least this means that Futakuchi isn't going to get them.
FILL: TEAM KAGEYAMA TOBIO/OIKAWA TOORU, G
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: None
Original Work: link by
Word Count: 419
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Oikawa hates family reunions.
Well, no, that's a lie. He loves them. He really loves his family, both immediate and extended, and it's always fun to see his aunts and uncles and his grandmother and grandfather, all in the one place, where he can stuff his face full of food and listen to everyone telling him how tall and handsome he's grown, how well he must be doing as the captain of the volleyball team, how they're so proud of him.
He only really hates one thing about family reunions, and that's the way Futakuchi is waiting for him in the lounge room, an expectant smirk on his lips as he sets up the old playstation, so that they can play Soul Calibur against each other.
Tooru's good at sports and hey, to be fair, Futakuchi's pretty good too. It doesn't change the fact that when it comes to video games, he doesn't really know how to do anything more than mash the buttons and hope for the best. As far as he can tell, it's not like Futakuchi would know all the combos for the good moves either, but Oikawa will allow that he always seems to mash the buttons in a better way than what he himself can manage.
He loses the first fight so quickly that it's a little embarrassing. Futakuchi laughs, opening the packet of sour gummis that he's stolen from the pantry, sticking one in his mouth and grinning at Oikawa around it. Oikawa growls under his breath, changing the character he's playing as, and then demands a rematch.
He loses that one too. Then the one after, and the one after.
"I hate this," Oikawa declares. "I hate you."
Futakuchi just laughs, as his character wins yet another fight. "Tooru, did you get worse since Aunty Yuki's birthday?"
"Ugh!" Oikawa cries. "Shut up!"
Futakuchi keeps teasing him, and Oikawa knows that he's pouting, but he doesn't do anything to change it. He just grabs a handful of sour gummis out of the packet in front of them, and shoves them all into his mouth,
He hates sour gummis. He knows this. Futakuchi knows it too, and it's exactly why he picked them, of all things, to steal from the pantry, knowing that he'll get them to himself because Oikawa won't want to share.
He chews angrily on them anyway, because he might hate them, but at least this means that Futakuchi isn't going to get them.
That's enough of a victory for him.