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summary: She needs someone to fact-check her written work, he needs to prove to his friends that he can commit to a relationship. The solution, obviously, is a contract that could benefit both of them. And if they end up catching feels? Well, shit.

pairing: Oikawa Tooru x reader

genre: fake dating, contracts, smut [DNI if you’re a minor (<18)], humour, slight coming-of-age tropes

disclaimer: I do not on any of the Haikyuu! characters. They rightfully belong to Haruichi Furudate. I don’t own any of the media in this smau unless otherwise stated and all credits go to the owner.

"And that'll be the end of today's class. We will resume on Thursday. Have a good day everyone."

The sounds of computers and tablets closing filled the lecture hall as students began to pack up, the mini tables attached to the chairs folding away with a loud thud as, slowly, they began to get up and stretch.

Y/N was one of these students, her arms stretching upwards with a groan.

Tuesdays and Thursdays held the longer classes--about 80 minutes long--during the week due to only having two days per week allotted to them. Normally, it was a tolerable length of time (though Y/N preferred her MWF classes since they were only 50 minutes long), but her Organic Chemistry class seemed to have the ability to slow down time.

No matter how often she looked at the clock on the corner of her screen, the numbers remained the same even as it felt as if hours had already passed.

With a sigh and a shake of her head, Y/N grabbed her backpack and tugged it on as she exited the aisle right behind her seatmate, taking care not to lose him in the crowd of students slowly migrating out of the hall.

The next class held in her lecture room were gathered by the doors with some of the more keener students slipping past those exiting the hall to try and get a front row seat. Y/N never really understood those students--she couldn't fathom why anyone would choose to sit so close to the screens so much so that they had to crane their heads up to see the slides. She compared it to going to the movie theater and choosing to sit at the front rather than a seat where you could be comfortable the entire time.

Clicking her tongue as one of the keen students bumped into her shoulder in his hurry inside, Y/N grumbled internally.

Sometimes some people just don't heed the unspoken rule of waiting for the previous class to leave first before entering yourselves. The class after them was notorious for having plenty of students forcing their way past the exiting crowd. Really, the only good thing about this class was--Ah.

With a small smile decorating her lips, Y/N tapped Kunimi on the shoulder as she passed by.

Her friend glanced up from his phone and nodded back in greeting before tapping his index finger against his phone as an indication. Raising her brows in question, Y/N took out her phone just as Kunimi slipped inside the lecture hall.

Slipping your phone back into your cardigan, you quickened your pace so you could catch up to your long-legged companion's own strides.

"You need to match your pace with me, Kuroo," Y/N huffed, tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear. "You walk too fast and since you're tall you're practically covering double the amount of ground I cover."

Her seatmate in organic chemistry, Kuroo Tetsurou, only sent her a cheeky grin.

Really, she wondered what compelled her to ask Hinata and Kenma's friend for help in ochem as prior to their agreement this semester, they were practically strangers who had mutual friends. Then she remembered the first quiz mark she got in this class and inwardly groaned.

"Thanks again for sitting with me during your free period and then tutoring me." Embarrassed, Y/N rubbed her neck sheepishly as the older man eyed her curiously. "I mean, you practically didn't know me before this year. Plus you won't even let me pay you for your help. Really, I'm thankful since you're kinda the only thing keeping my grades in this class afloat."

Kuroo shrugged. "We're both students and we're both in debt. I don't think it's fair to ask you to pay me just so you can succeed in something you're having trouble with. Like I said, the only payment I'll take is you putting in the effort to learning and actually trying to figure the problems out first before coming to me for help." He slowed his pace down enough for Y/N to walk comfortably and flashed her a crooked grin. "And honestly, it's been a while since I've done any chemistry so I'm glad for this chance. Your classes get so specialized and so fast-paced in upper years that learning something introductory is a nice change of pace. So really, you don't need to thank me every time.

"Anyway, what are you planning to get from the caf?" Kuroo asked.

"I'll just be getting my regular, I guess." She said as they approached the cafeteria atrium. "First one to finish finds us a table?"

"Deal, but heads up. I'm gonna be getting a donair." Kuroo gestured his thumb over at one of the more popular food stalls and wrinkled his nose at the long line. "You'll probably finish before me so just send me a text where you get one."

"Yep, yep."

By the time Y/N managed to grab her food and find a spare table, Kuroo was still in line with three people ahead of him. From her seat, she could see him scrolling through his phone, his other finger tapping rhythmically on the side of his dark jeans. Dressed the way he is--a simple red oxford shirt, dark jeans, and dress shoes--and looking the way he does, it was no wonder the man was attractive.

A glance around him further confirmed her thoughts. She could see a couple of girls a few tables away from her giggling as they whispered fervently to each other, their eyes darting to Kuroo every so often.

In front of her, the line moved up and Kuroo moved one step closer to getting his food and finally settling beside her. She didn't envy the way he was still carrying his backpack and from the way he shifted his weight from foot to foot, the weight bothered him as well.

Deciding that Kuroo would probably get his food and be seated in front of her in ten minutes, she covered her Favourite/Food and opted to wait for him before starting. Instead, she pulled out her phone and checked her notifications.

There was a thread between Kiyoko and Hitoka and a reply from Kei. She checked and quickly replied to those first before opening up her group chat with Kiyoko, Hitoka, and Sugawara.

♡ Contractual Obligations ♡

A/N: Aaaa. I realized this will be a blend of smau and traditional fic because there will be smut and also I want things to flow and for the reader to be there in the moment rather than reading about it. Sorry for the late update, I've been recharging for the past week or so since I've been feeling a bit drained 🥲. But nevertheless, here's the first chapter!

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