"suga-chan i'm losing!!" oikawa anxiously said as he can't stay still in his goddamn chair, and gripped his cards tightly.

there's only two spots left if you wanna stay with your shirt on, and yes, oikawa would love that.

him, terushima, ushijima -again oh my god save ushijima-, and tsukishima.

"it's okay you're not gonna lose." sugawara chuckles and shook his head.

no, apparently, the time has finally come for oikawa to fall. everyone, even tsukishima was laughing so hard. "hurry up come on!"

"shut up! i'll do it okay?" oikawa huffed, but he was being shoved by, well a lot of person.

ushijima also lost, guess it's not his game, but anyway, he was already shirtless.

the room got noisier, filled with constant shouts and laughings, right before oikawa could lift his shirt up to show his body, the door was opened harshly.

they all fixed their gaze and everyone stopped doing everything when they saw it was one of their teacher. a very strict one, at that.

"you are all being so loud! keep your voice down!" he snapped. "and put on your shirts this instant!" he stomped his feet and they all sighed, noticing playtime is over for them.

+

"hey, kuroo." bokuto whispered.

kuroo walked to bokuto, asking, "what's up?"

"we haven't seen oikawa shirtless. i think it's unfair."

kuroo chuckles. "dude you're so thirsty."

"shut up! the two losers gotta take off their shirts. and right when it's finally that cocky bastard's turn, sensei walked in on us. fairly unfair." he huffed.

kuroo laughed again. "okay so what do you possibly want him to do?"

"we're continuing the game! tonight, at his place."

"what-"

"yes! and bring ushijima."

"why?"

"because! look at him!" bokuto pointed carefully. "he's been keeping that same pissed-off look ever since sensei stopped the game. we all know he wanna see oikawa shirtless."

"true. okay, let's go to his place tonight."

bokuto grinned. "bring foods and drinks!"