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hii i was wondering if your could do oikawa with a reader who’s like “one of the boys” and hangs out with him and iwa a lot and they’ve been friends for a long time, and he realizes he likes her and its just him pining + happy ending where they end up together? 🥺👉👈

𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐬 // 𝐨𝐢𝐤𝐚𝐰𝐚 𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐫𝐮

𝐚/𝐧: this is such a great idea, thank you so much for requesting! I believe there's not as much pinning as either of us would have liked, but I hope you like it 💕

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: slight angst with happy ending; female reader

𝐧𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦

× midnight writes with Kat ×

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"What do you think I should do?"

His question is met with silence as Iwaizumi's gaze is fixated on the TV, not registering his best friend's frustration. Oikawa huffs and crosses his arms over his chest, repeating the question.

"What do I think you should do about what? I don't know what goes on in your brain, Crappykawa."

Iwaizumi throws a stray chip at Oikawa's face, smirking at the disgusted look on his face, swatting in case Iwaizumi throws any more. Finally, his hand moves to the 'mute' button on the remote, turning his attention completely to his best friend.

He watches as Oikawa heaves out frustrated sighs, one after another, his hand gripping tightly at his curls. His eyes avoid Iwaizumi's owns, looking directly at the white, blank space above him.

"I think--no, I know. I know that I like Y/N." Iwaizumi's eyes widen in surprise, but he's soon to realise and recollect all the meaningful moments during the latest gatherings of said trio.

Y/N has been in their lives for a significant number of years already. What people see as two best friends playing volleyball together, fail to take notice of a third party right by their side. Unlike Oikawa's fangirls or Iwaizumi's admirers, Y/N was more familiar with hanging out with boys.

It has been a few months since she was proclaimed as 'one of the boys', but she didn't mind the nickname at all. She felt safe, being in the company of her two closest friends and whatever title she is given, she doesn't mind. Hardly anyone has friends like Oikawa and Iwaizumi.

And that was were Oikawa's problem started to arise.

They were sitting on the couch in Iwaizumi's house, a cheesy chick-flick playing as Oikawa and Y/N bicker about the synopsis of said movie. Iwaizumi, as always, enjoyed the reality TV he got to experience everyday with the two crackheads he called his best friends.

That is the word Oikawa hated to be associated with. A friend. Just a damn friend. If you were to ask Oikawa what Y/N was to him last year, he'd say a friend, no doubt in sight.

If you were to ask him now, Oikawa would stutter, not knowing the exact term of whatever was going on between him and Y/N. In his eyes, it was complicated. In her eyes, they were just best friends.

"You like Y/N? Like, you like like her?" Iwaizumi raises an eyebrow, sipping on his bottled water as Oikawa groans in frustration.

"Iwa-chan, stop talking so, so complicated! I don't understand what you mean."

"I mean," another chip comes flying towards Oikawa's face, this time, successfully hitting him on the forehead. "Do you like her in a more than a friend way?"

They lock eyes, Iwaizumi's eyes holding the reassurance Oikawa really needed at this point. When his best friend only gives a meekly nod in return, Iwaizumi's lips twitch into a rare, soft smile he hardly shows anyone besides his two closest friends.

"Tell her."

"What!? No, no, no fucking way am I doing that." Oikawa's arms comically flap around, immediately regretting telling Iwaizumi about his little problem.

Iwaizumi's eyebrow quirks, "and, why not?"

Oikawa looks Iwaizumi dead in the eyes as he speaks, "and ruin the friendship I have with her? And possibly ruin the friendship I have with you!? No, Iwa-chan, that's an awful idea."

As if he didn't listen to a word of Oikawa's rant, Iwaizumi's hand grips his panicked friend's phone and throws it at him, catching Oikawa's surprised expression. "Text her, call her, do anything. If you really care about her, you won't let her and yourself suffer through whatever is going on in your confused brain right now."

The silence that came after was anything but pleasant to either of them, Oikawa's hands sweating at the mere thought of texting you about his true feelings. He looks up, eyes locking with Iwaizumi's as he grips the phone tightly. "Should I? Should I really?"

Iwaizumi's own nerves got the best of him and he only nods, but Oikawa trusts him enough to go through with this crazy idea.

His fingers type out the simple message a hundred times, never missing a typo in any of the words he wrote.

"Y/N, I can't say this any differently or keep hiding it, but...I like you. Please, please tell me what you think about...all of this." sent 10:35pm

If it weren't for Iwaizumi's hand gripping his forearm, Oikawa would have pulled out every strand of hair on his head or bite all of his nails. Both of them knew that you weren't someone who goes to sleep early, so both became more nervous as the minutes kept ticking by.

Neither were ready when the familiar sound of a new message rang across the room, but Oikawa's fingers were already opening the message.

"You sound like such a romantic, Shittykawa lol...but, if it makes you feel less nervous, I believe that my feelings for you are also more than just friendly ;)" sent 10:47pm

Looking at the huge grin and loud squealing coming out of his best friend's mouth, Iwaizumi didn't stop his own grin from decorating his face.

Who knew he could be such a matchmaker?

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In the envelope was a heart-shaped letter that was folded up to be able to fit inside. The thing was cheesily decorated with valentine’s stickers and drawings. Looks like Roro and Lala had a hand in helping their big brother. Even the inside was decorated- maybe they went a little overboard.

Among the lovely decorations was a simple question in Rody’s handwriting: Will you be my valentine, Izuku?

“I hope you know the correct answer, hero.”

@rody-soul​ said: “Deku!” He called out as Pino flew ahead of him with a small envelope in her beak, almost crashing into the green-haired hero. “You’re surprisingly a tough guy to find.” He came to a stop a few feet from Izuku. Rody had a red metal tin in his hands, as well as an All Might themed box of chocolates. Floating alongside him was a red heart-shaped balloon. Was the balloon too much? It was, wasn’t it? “Um... I never really... Got to celebrate this sort of occasion, so I hope what I have is alright.”

Izuku was on his way to the dorms when Pino practically flew straight at him! He gasped from surprise. “P-Pino!” 

He took the envelope from her mouth and looked up when he saw Rody and all of the gifts that were in his hands. 

Immediately, his face practically bled red. Steam practically came out of his ears and a brief high-pitched whine fell from his lips. “R-Rody...?!” Swallowing hard, he approached his boyfriend. “Y-you got all of this for me?!” 

How was he supposed to react to this?! He’d never gotten a Valentine’s Day gift before! Much less, not from someone he was dating! Ah! It felt like his heart was about to beat out of his chest!