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Summary:

"And what about the kiss? Do we need to practice that too?" Oikawa added teasingly and with a shit-eating grin. "Sh-shut up!" Kageyama managed to stutter. "My, my, Tobio-chan, is this how you talk to your senpai?" Oikawa replied, feigning to be offended. To his surprise, when Kageyama turned his head back around, his face had already changed back to its natural color, and his gaze was firm. "No," he said confidently, meeting Oikawa's eyes with a challenging look, "But it's how I talk to my fiancé."

 

Or the OiKage Arranged Marriage AU nobody asked for in which Kageyama suffers a lot because marrying the person you love isn't all that fun if they don't love you back.

Notes:

This fic is the main story of my OiKage Arranged Marriage AU called "Lover Dearest" and pretty much consists of short chapters (average 400-500 words I think) detailing little daily life situations. It's mostly about progress, regression, and atmosphere, so prepare for lots of fluff and angst. Kageyama suffers, but there'll be a happy ending, I promise!

The title and the story in general were inspired by the song "Lover Dearest" by Marianas Trench. Also, there's a Spotify playlist for this fic.

Check out this amazing cosplay photoshoot that was inspired by this fic! And this picture as well! I feel so honoured that my work inspired others 💖

Update September 2021: This fic is NOT abandoned, I'm still working on it! I will start updating regularly again once I've finished writing it. That might still take some time, but I promise we'll get to that eventually. I'm also in the process of editing all chapters that are already published because I die a little inside every time I go back to re-read something and see all the typos and grammar mistakes rip 💀 The story itself will not change, I'll just fix the language. (Progress: 26/174)

Chapter 1: [1]

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"Tooru, calm down, everything is going to be okay," his sister said in a soft voice, "At least they let you marry a man. That's what you wanted, isn't it?"

"Yes, but also, no! I wanted to decide who I'm going to marry and not just which gender!" Oikawa replied, highly agitated.

"Otherwise, they would've set you up with some woman. You know that. They didn't let me decide either," she said.

"Yeah, I know! And it's absolutely not okay! It’s the 21st century, and forced marriage shouldn't be a thing anymore!" he replied, growing angrier with every second.

"It's not forced, it's arranged. You can refuse -"

"I can not refuse! At least not without getting disinherited and losing everything and everyone dear to me. This is not an option, and you know that," he interrupted. When Oikawa had called his sister, he had hoped for more support. He hadn't expected her to be so.. resigning.

She ignored his protest and continued trying to calm him down. "At first, I wasn't happy about it either, but, in the end, I got a loving husband and a wonderful son out of it. Nobody's trying to hurt you, Tooru. They're just making sure you're in good hands. Just wait until you get to know him. I think you'll get along well."

"Wait, what?!" Oikawa asked, absolutely bewildered, "You know him? It's already arranged?"

"Oh, they didn't tell you? But yes, it is. His father is working for our father's company," his sister answered.

"Wow, great, we have something in common!" Oikawa said sarcastically, "I'm going to love him."

"There was another nominee. At least they settled for the one who's into volleyball too," she told him with a tone of voice that implied that he should be at least a little more grateful.

"How considerate of them," he murmured under his breath.

He knew his parents had made this decision having his best interests at heart. However, that his soon-to-be husband also loved volleyball meant that the chances they already knew each other were quite high. And Oikawa was pretty sure that there was nobody he knew through the sport that he would like to marry.