The Flashy Owl

Oikawa took a deep breath as he used a towel to wipe some sweat off his face, smiling as he texted Bokuto once again. He leaned against the treadmill of the gym, smiling at the pictures he sent him of him on vacation. But they all seemed oddly familiar…

"Heading to the gym rn!" Was the last text Oikawa saw before hearing the sound of the doors being kicked open, Oikawa whipping his head around to see Bokuto and a younger, black haired boy walking in.

"Hey, hey, hey!" Bokuto yelled, calling attention to himself from all over the gym, Oikawa's eyes widening as he grabbed his water bottle and shirt from the machine and ran over.

"Kou-chan!" Oikawa laughed, walking up to him and noticing he had his hair clipped to the side by a couple barrettes, Oikawa blushing softly at how cute it was.

"Eh? Tooru-san!" Bokuto laughed as he grabbed Oikawa's hand pulling him close and slapping his bare back, a soft red creeping onto the shaggy haired boy. "Wow, you look really good without a shirt!" He laughed, not really thinking about it as the boy next to him blushed for him, seeming embarrassed.

"Hmm? Who's this?" Oikawa asked looking at the smaller boy with a bit of a judgmental look, noticing how sharp his features were and honestly, just being jealous.

"Ah, this is my friend, Akaashi!" Bokuto smiled, patting the black haired boy on the back in encouragement to introduce himself.

"H-Hello…" He mumbled quietly, keeping a straight face even though he was obviously nervous. Oikawa pouted his lip out at the sight of him, subtly rolling his eyes before looking back at Bokuto with a smile.

"So anyways, why are you up here? Is this where you're on vacation?" He asked as Bokuto laughed and nodded excitedly.

"Yeah, I forgot you live around here! We should chill out while I'm up here!" Bokuto laughed as Oikawa nodded, Akaashi seeming a little frustrated by their interaction.

Oikawa was quick to notice, raising his eyebrows a little before looking back to the inside of the gym. "Kou-chan, we should work out together!" He smiled, Bokuto looking even more excited and pumped now.

"Yes! We totally should, Akaashi, let's hang out with Oikawa-"

"Bokuto-san… Can I have a word with you…?" Akaashi mumbled as Bokuto looked confused, but shrugged as Akaashi glared daggers at Oikawa, causing him to just giggle and start walking away.

He returned to the treadmill putting his headphones into his phone and picking out some music, playing it loudly as to mind his own business. As he turned the treadmill on, his mind started to wander a bit, Oikawa wondering what Bokuto's relationship was with Akaashi and why Akaashi seemed so uncomfortable, not really thinking about the fact that he made him uncomfortable. He then began to think about the fact that Bokuto just says what he thinks, giggling a little as he thought back to all the impulse texts of things like "I'm gonna jump off the swing set and there's nothing you can do to stop me." "OMG I GOT A BONER HOLY SHIT IM CRYING THIS IS HILARIOUS" "idk man, you're p fine, a lil too fine," "I ate the mOTHERFUCKING PEPPER OOOOOOH DAAAAMN!" "don't open this if there's someone next to you. It's porn is why." Oikawa laughed quietly before feeling a soft tap on his arm, looking over to see Bokuto resting his head on one of the handles to the treadmill.

Oikawa quickly stopped the moving platform, pulling out his headphones as Bokuto reached for them, grabbing one and putting it in his ear as he smiled at the music. "I like this! A lot!" He laughed, Oikawa smiling at him before feeling the thumping again, starting to fake the smile now.

Bokuto was quick to notice such and just laughed, slapping his cheeks. "If you're annoyed by me, just say so!" He smiled, thinking opposite as to why Oikawa was faking it. He started walking away before Oikawa nearly fell over trying to grab him.

"Ah, Kou-chan, come back!" He shouted as Bokuto whipped his head around, making a small 'hoo' noise which Oikawa found adorable, making the thumping return. He looked a little frustrated with himself before looking up at the boy, smiling softly at him. "Lemme help you stretch," he said sweetly, grabbing his phone, shirt, and water bottle once again as he started leading Bokuto over to the mats. "Where's your friend?"

"Ah, Akaashi said he wasn't feeling well, so he went home! Well, back to the hotel, at least," Bokuto explained, Oikawa smirking a little at how dense Bokuto was, loving the fact that he couldn't understand why Akaashi really left. "Anyways, are you working on your cardio? Mind if I run on the treadmill beside you?"

Oikawa blushed softly, smiling at him as he nodded softly, taking a sip from his pocari sweat water bottle as he climbed back onto the treadmill. He glanced over at Bokuto as he watched him get on, his bright yellow shirt standing out with his white shorts and black leggings. Oikawa then looked down at his sneakers, the bright green really complimenting the rest of the outfit and making him smile a little. The highlighter colors suited Bokuto's fiery and bright personality really well. "Hey, hey, hey, Oikawa! Have you met Kuroo from Nekoma?" Bokuto asked, Oikawa glancing over at him as he started the machine up again, starting to jog on it softly.

"Ah… I've met him before. He's a real idiot-"

"Don't you just love him!" Bokuto shouted over his last statement, Bokuto seeming to shimmer at the thought of the messy, black haired boy. "He's so funny and easy to hang out with! And he's got a really funny friend named Kenma! Ahh, they're like polar opposites but they're so funny together!" Bokuto gushed as he laughed loudly, think about the two of them.

Oikawa's nose scrunched up the more he talked about how wonderful Kuroo was, hearing the thumping in his ears now. This was different though. It wasn't kind of tumps he felt for Bokuto. It was similar, but louder and faster. It was anger, frustration… jealousy. "He's not that great! He's really just a huge ass hole and ugly too!" Oikawa lashed, speeding up the treadmill a little as Bokuto was a little starstrucked. Oikawa knew that Bokuto was giving him a bit of a confused and shocked look, but he preferred to ignore it as he looked down.

"Jeez, Oikawa… What the hell do you have against him…" Bokuto mumbled, the normally bright and explosive aura around him suddenly turning dark and gloomy. Mostly just because he felt like he insulted Oikawa, but also… Oikawa insulted one of his best friends, which was kind of uncalled for.

Oikawa's mood became even angrier and moodier as he ran, due to the way Bokuto's mood affects everything around him. He glanced to his side to see Bokuto starting the treadmill, slipping in a pair of headphones and picking music as he started walking on the moving surface, Oikawa feeling bad but having too much pride to apologize. He pouted softly as he started running faster, huffing a little as Bokuto noticed how quick he was getting.

Bokuto was a little mad at him for saying such mean things about his friends, but he still couldn't help but find him attractive. Really attractive… The way his muscles moved so well with every step, the swat falling down his face, the fiery jealousy in his eyes. He blushed more once he realized the kind of look in his eyes, feeling a little a little happier. And it quickly radiated off to Oikawa, causing him to turn his head and look at a staring Bokuto. The embarrassment that rushed to his face and head caused him to trip over his own feet and fly off the treadmill with a loud thump against a weight machine.

"Holy shit! Are you alright!" Bokuto yelled as Oikawa grumbled in pain, breathing in a sharp pain as he rubbed his back softly, looking at the white haired boy in front of him along with the many other gym goers flocking over to see. One of them turned off the treadmill as Bokuto helped him up, taking Oikawa's hand and pulling him up as the boy grunted in pain.

"I'm fine… Probably just a bruise," Oikawa said softly, not wanting to make eye contact with Bokuto still. But Bokuto had almost completely forgotten about his words already, wrapping an arm around him and laughing.

"That's good! Glad you're alright!" Bokuto laughed as Oikawa blushed softly, the quiet yet loud thumping returning as he looked up at Bokuto, surprised by how kind he was being already.

"Yeah… But… I think I should go home…" Oikawa mumbled, looking down for a moment before looking back at Bokuto with a bit of a deceptive and secretive look. "Would you take me?"