It's the weekend before classes start, so of course, there is another party going down before we go back to group projects and long reports.
At the party, I'm standing in a random corner leaning my back against the wall. Ushijima stands next to me with his arms crossed across his chest as he scans the room around us like a guard dog. Although I know he has good intentions, I don't want to be stuck in this corner doing nothing the entire night.
Noticing a small commotion happen, Ushijima takes a couple of steps forward furrowing his eyebrows. With his attention elsewhere, I take the opportunity to sneak behind his back and speed walk my way into the crowd.
I decide it's best to go into another room, so I sneak into the hallway. Reaching the end, I make a sharp turn, not paying attention to my surroundings.
Feeling my body crush into something hard, I stumble backwards completely losing my balance. Before I can hit the ground, I feel an arm wrap around me saving me.
I look up to see that I am in the arms of a complete giant with tired eyes. His long purple hair draping over his face as he leans forward slightly from catching me.
Getting a little bit closer to me, he takes in a deep breath through his nose before saying, "Mmm hungry..."
I push the strange individual and quickly take a step back which he lets happen surprisingly easily. With him now standing up straight, I notice just how tall he is; 6'9ish (208 cm) with a large and intimidating build.
"Sorry, I wasn't-"
"Do you know where the kitchen is?" He interrupts me, looking at me as if he's bored.
"Oh, I can take-"
I feel arms wrap around me from behind.
"Is everything okay here cutie?"
Oikawa’s voice rings in my ears, and I can imagine the smug smile on his face as he tries to taunt the guy in front of me.
At the same time, Sugawara moves in front of me facing towards the guy with purple hair. His height barely reaching the stranger's chest.
"Why are you bothering my girlfriend?" Suga asks with his hands on his hips as he stares up.
The guy leans towards Suga, but Suga stands his ground keeping his head held high.
"Small," he states plainly, ruffling Suga's hair, "Mmm vanilla... I should go look for cookies."
He straightens back up and walks past Sugawara. For a brief moment, he stops next to me and places a hand on my head, softly petting it.
"I'm Murasakibara. See you around."
As Murasakibara walks away, Oikawa is about to say something to him to fight back, but I quickly slap one hand on Oikawa’s mouth.
"Please don't provoke him," I say softly, so Oikawa is the only one to hear it. Oikawa puts his hands up in defeat, so I take my hand off.
"Are you okay?" Suga asks as he comes up to me and Oikawa.
Now that the guy was out of sight, I put my hand over my own mouth as I start to laugh into it unable to hold it in any longer. Sugawara and Oikawa look at me with wide eyes as I continue to let my laughter out.
"That was super sweet and cute-" I let out in between my giggles- "but I really didn't need saving."
"You should be more grateful," Oikawa pouts as he narrows his eyes at me.
Sugawara's expression mimics Oikawa’s as he adds, "I was worried. Did you see how big that guy was?"
"You're right." I smile tenderly at the two of them once I've calmed down. "Thank you my prince charmings."
"That's better," Oikawa says, a smirk settling on his face while Sugawara sends me one of his angelic smiles.
"The reward for saving the damsel is a dance," I say, already taking Oikawa’s and Suga’s hands into each one of my own. I was planning to dance anyway, but now, I have to pretty men to do it with me.
Dragging them along with me, I move towards the room where loud music is coming from. I make my way into the area with people dancing and let go of Oikawa and Sugawara, waving my hands in the air to the music as I go further into the crowd.
I finally stop in a good spot when the song changes. A Spanish song comes on, so I start to sway my hips side to side to the rhythm.
Oikawa approaches me with a wink. Shaking his hips, he does a little spin before sliding his hands into my own. Taking charge, he takes small steps to the left with me following before switching directions. As we go back and forth continuing to do the basic steps, Oikawa starts to sing the lyrics to me.
Not wanting to be left out, Suga comes behind me and places his hands on my waist. He tries his best to keep up with our movements, only a beat off when we switch directions.
As we continue to dance, a few songs pass while Suga begins to move closer to me, pressing himself against me from behind as we move our bodies. Oikawa notices this, so he gets closer to me from the front, sandwiching me between the two of them.
Wrapping my arms around Oikawa’s neck, my movements slow down as the three of us start to grind against each other. I shake my ass on Suga as he digs his fingers into my hip bones.
Suddenly, I feel vibrations come from Sugawara’s pocket. Seperating from me, Suga digs into his pocket as he whispers a curse under his breath. He scrunches his lips as he looks at his phone before looking back up at me with an apologetic expression.
"Sorry, I really need to take this."
I nod my head in understanding before Suga takes his leave to answer the phone.
"Maybe, we should move somewhere else too," Oikawa whispers into my ear as he holds my hand.
I quirk an eyebrow in amusement, but I still say, "Lead the way."
Oikawa walks with me following behind and brings me up a flight of stairs. He tries different doorknobs until one door opens. Letting me go into the empty room first, he closes the door behind him and locks it.
"So what are we doing here?" I ask with a smug smile tugging at my lips.
"Well-" Oikawa takes a step towards me and lightly grazes his own lips with his fingers- "earlier you slapped my mouth so I was thinking you could make my lips feel better."
"Did you really just say that?" I laugh, unable to take it seriously.
Oikawa puts a hand on his hip and leans into it as a joking smirk washes over his features. "Would it be better if I told you I brought you here to show you the view from this room?" he asks, arching an eyebrow.
"Oh yes, the view-" this time I take a step closer to Oikawa bringing us less than a foot apart- "the beautiful view of a regular, empty city street."
"I guess you have to settle on looking at me then." Oikawa puts a hand on the side of my face gently brushing his thumb across my cheek. "But I have to say that I'm a pretty hot view."
"Oh just shut up and kiss me already."
Oikawa pulls me in and lays his lips on mine. Taking his time, he steadily gives me small pecks. His soft lips melting into mine as he deepens the kiss with each peck. His tenderness making me catch my breath.
His fingers repeatedly running across my scalp as his other hand holds me in place on the small of my back. Both of my hands clinging to the back of his shirt for support.
As I'm about to lose the feeling in my legs, Oikawa picks me up wrapping my legs around him. He sits down on a chair with me on top of him.
Oikawa starts to nibble on my bottom lip as both of his hands travel down my back and rest on my ass. I run my hands through his hair and tug on it, making him moan against my mouth.
One of his hands slip under my shirt and travels to my chest. Grabbing my boob, he starts to massage it, rubbing my nipple between his fingers. I let out a gasp which gives him the opportunity to slip his tongue into my mouth.
"Shittykawa."
A knocking can be heard from the other side of the door making me jump in Oikawa’s lap.
"I know you're in there. Someone said they saw you come up here."
Seperating from Oikawa’s lips, the two of us stare at each other with wide eyes, feeling awkward knowing Iwaizumi is on the other side of the door.
The knocking stops instead a heavy sigh can be heard following with a light thud as if he leaned his back against the door.
"Why did you leave me alone with that girl earlier? I already told you that I haven't been in the mood for any of that lately."
"I should go take care of him," Oikawa whispers to me, giving me a sad pout.
Nodding in agreement, I quietly get off Oikawa, and he stands up after me moving towards the door. Putting his hand on the doorknob, he looks back at me once more sending me a wink. He opens the door just enough to let himself through before closing it back behind him.
"Not in the mood? What, are you an old man already?"
"Shut up. That's not it."
With the door closed again, I lean against it listening to their voices until they can't be heard any longer.