Toru Oikawa made the decision to stop taking to his childhood friend after her out of the blue love confession.
Even after his apology a year later, she just can't seem to get over it
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-TORU OIKAWA X READER
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❝I don't want to hear your shitty apologies❞
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"If I ask you a question I know you don't want to answer, will you answer it anyways, and honestly?" I asked, my tone sounded plain and my eyes did not look into his, they instead looked at a mug, my finger was tracing the rim and had been doing so since waitress gave it to me. "I can try but you'll have to ask me first," Oikawa said. I wasn't so oblivious to not notice he had forced a smile to mask his nervousness. He had always been aware of my stubbornness and I knew he had higher hopes for this meet up. I wasn't going to let it go his way.
"After all this time of not talking to me, pretty much ignoring my existence, why invite me out for coffee now?" I asked another question, I felt voice change into a more unpleasant sounding tone. I wasn't even going to try and hide my resentment. I saw my question made Oikawa shallow hard, he was still trying to burry his nerves. "I understand I made a mistake, I was stupid," he tried to explain. I knew my expression was darkening the more he talked. "Very stupid," I interjected. Oikawa coughed to regain his composure and continued to talk. "I wanted to apologise, I shouldn't have let your feelings ruin our friendship and I am sorry for that."
I scoffed, then I slammed my hands onto the table and pushed myself up from my seat. My anger made it hard for my arms to find the sleeves of my jacket. "I don't want to hear your shitty apologies," I growled at him. "And don't think taking me out for coffee in a public place will make me any less reluctant to make a scene. I do not care!" I called to him behind me as I made my way to the door. The bell chimed as I pushed it open.
"[y/n]! Come on!" I heard him call after me, dodging the people walking past as he chased. "I'm trying to be an adult about this, we've graduated now, you can't act like this." While he spoke, he finally caught up to me, I felt his presence linger at my side. Oikawa was always an athletic person while I certainly was not, so it was not much of a challenge to catch up. He grabbed my shoulders and turned me around to face him. I made sure the scowl had remained on my face since I had left that café.
"Fine," I said, sourly. "Would you like to hear my adult answer?" I knew Oikawa could almost see where this was going from a million miles away but he nodded anyways.
"I do not want to talk to you anymore, I don't want to be friends again, I don't even want to be civil with you. I am done with you, I decided that the second you abandoned me and that is not going to change just because you decided to buy me a cheep coffee and then apologise but still some how manage to blame this whole situation on me," I snapped, emphasising every word and barely taking any sort of breath in between.
Oikawa felt a strong twang on his heart strings, I knew, his face showed it but I was barely phased by his new expression. "Can I go now?" I asked but did not expect an answer and would not listen if I was given on. I shook off Oikawa's hands from my shoulders, which were no longer holding as tightly as they once did. Oikawa didn't answer. My shoulder hit against his as I walked in the opposite direction.
He probably had no idea where I was going now. He knew my house was in the other direction. He should know, we had been friends since we were children.
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aggressive [y/n]s are the only ones I am able to write and I do not know why
