They were walking around the lake before making their way back to city. Although Iwaizumi insisted on lying and doing nothing, Oikawa wanted to take a look around. The area was deserted by people and walking in the fresh air could be beneficial to Oikawa's rotten physical self. His body was athletic, he was a perfect setter, but after neglecting daily practices with the responsibilities of college which required lots of different sitting positions, he inevitably lost his muscular endurance. Still, he was careful with the calories he took for the sake of preserving his physical appeal.
"So you suggest that we get presents for each other." Iwaizumi cut off his thoughts.
Oikawa tried to smile as brightly as he could. "Yes, new year presents."
"But there're still two months until it."
"That's no excuse Iwa-chan." There was no point in Iwaizumi's objection. If Oikawa wants something, he takes it. No matter how dumb the thing is.
"This is nonsense." Exactly.
"Okay, don't bother, quit it, just forget about it." Oikawa frowned but checked Iwaizumi from the corner of his eye. It was Iwaizumi's flaw, he could not say 'no' to Oikawa. It took very little time for Oikawa to realize that, under the primitive of his surface, Iwaizumi had a little resistance towards the taller male.
"What kind of presents should they be?" he asked tiredly.
Oikawa's face lit up again. "Weird presents Iwa-chan."
"Weird?" Iwaizumi stopped for a moment and looked directly into the chocolate brown orbs with his green ones. His eyes matching the dark green of the half-dead forest around them. Yet, his eyes were determinate and full of light, and life, and a strange strength which also gave the same feeling to Oikawa whenever he were to look straight at them.
After taking a few seconds to compose himself, Oikawa continued both walking and his talk. "Yes, anything weird will do. And we both have to make sure that we use them in public at least once."
"Hanamaki's place will not be counted as public place." said Iwaizumi, warningly.
"Okay, I can manage it elsewhere, It will be fun!" Oikawa snapped back. Notwithstanding the strange relationship between them, he wanted their regular friendship to be a good one. Very few people managed to fit themselves into Oikawa's life and he was ready to give his everything to those few.
"Agreed then." Iwaizumi turned his attention back to the distorted road they were following.
"You won't regret it- or you will." he smiled devilishly. There were hundreds of ideas going around his head and he pitied Iwaizumi for a moment because Oikawa was going to be such a villain.
"I won't go easy on you either." Iwaizumi turned his smile, as devilishly as Oikawa's own.
A silent atmosphere settled between them, much to Oikawa's dislike, because he was trying to avoid silence specifically. Silence meant thinking minds at that moment and the more Iwaizumi thought, the more he bugged Oikawa about the issues he was not ready to share. It was same on the Oikawa's end, he did not want to think about the things between them but furthermore, there was this issue bothering him since Iwaizumi had first mentioned it. Not that he purposefully initiated it, it just happened to him. He opened his mouth to ask what he was wondering but closed again. It was not his concern.
Iwaizumi noticed it and rubbed back of Oikawa's hand reassuringly, like he had just read his mind, like he says "it is your concern.". Oikawa spilled out the question in his mind.
"So have you decided?"
Iwaizumi raised a questioning brow.
"You know, about going to Singapore?" he added with a slight hesitation.
Oikawa expected a yes or no but Iwaizumi answered with none. "Why do you ask?"
"Uhm… I… I just-"
"Don't tell me there's another date on the line." There was sarcasm in his voice and Oikawa felt his lips curve downwards with irritation.
"No! We're friends aren't we? I may wonder your whereabouts." he tried to reason.
"We are not even seeing each other in person everyday, my whereabouts will make no difference in our texting ritual." It was Iwaizumi's turn to be irritated.
"Of course it will make Iwa-chan!" He said automatically, and continued "I'd worry about you for example, if you were to be abroad."
"You should worry about my being in dormitory, you know, I live with a beast." the shorter male sighed.
Oikawa chuckled, "That worries me too, but in a different level."
"So you spend your time worrying about me in different levels.".
Oikawa turned to look at the expression his face but Iwaizumi seemed absent.
"That's what friends do." he tried to make it sound cheerful.
"Tch." It certainly did not break thoughtful state of Iwaizumi. Oikawa tried his chance again.
"Okay, that's what close friends do."
"Yeah, whatever." Iwaizumi shrugged. Oikawa frowned and tried again.
"Best friends?"
"Super duper friends?" and again.
Iwa squeezed his hand hard at this one while asking, "Super-duper?"
"What? I'm cold and you're helping your super-duper friend out to warm up." he whined.
"I have extra gloves." the other suggested.
"I have gloves too, that's not the point Iwa-chan."
"What's the point?"
"You can let go if you are that disturbed by my hand." Oikawa complained.
"Stop misinterpreting my words."
"Then stop questioning my intentions."
None of them was willing to break the silence, which settled between them again for the second time in only five minutes. Oikawa was not sure what was going on between them, they were being either extremely sweet or extremely sassy towards each other. Oikawa just wanted them to be friends, which could range between being 'just friends' and 'super-duper friends'. And friends, no matter in which category they were, might wonder about their friends, can't they? With this justification in mind, he brought back his previous question.
"You haven't answer my question yet."
Oikawa knew well that he was being insistent when Iwaizumi gave out a deep sigh. "My friends are being pretty persistent, but I don't feel like going actually."
This time Oikawa sighed, but different from Iwaizumi, he sighed with relief, followed by a fearful pause. Did he just sigh with relief? No. No, It could not be happening. When characters sigh with relief about something which has nothing to do with them, that means those characters are deep in shit, which is equal to falling for someone they shouldn't. Oikawa was in really deep shit. The realization caught him like a deer in the headlights. He was in control of everything from the very first message, he was all the time aware that there was possibility of him falling for Iwaizumi, he knew well along and calculated and planned and wouldn't let himself do stupid things, feel stupid things damn he needed a distraction.
"Tell me something Iwa-chan."
"Like what." Iwaizumi hummed.
"Don't know, a story, a memory, an adventure, anything will do."
"When I was in dubai, my friend took me to a safari in desert and we rode camels. But mine was a bit rebellious and it started to run the opposite direction of the rest of the group we were in and they found us two hours later on the desert."
"I will find that little rebel and burn it." Oikawa said between his teeth. What was with this story? He wanted a distraction but Iwaizumi was making him more and more worried about himself and it irritated Oikawa further.
Iwaizumi turned to look at his face. "What did you say?"
"What an unfortunate event, I was saying."
"Yes, and It did not end with just that, I got the worst sunburn of my life in that day."
Oikawa laughed at this one because he had seen the posts of Iwaizumi from that time. "Oh yes, I've seen the photo from that time on facebook."
"Are you stalking me?"
"I already informed you about that in the very first message of mine."
"I thought you said that to take my attention." said Iwaizumi, taken aback. His eyes were wide, making obvious that he really did not expected this.
"Do I look like person who need to make an extra effort to take someone's attention?" Oikawa asked smugly.
"Don't get too ahead of yourself."
Ignoring the shorter male, he continued his bragging. "I'm charming by nature, I can't help it."
"I hate this self of yours." His voice was low and bitter.
"What self?" Oikawa eyed Iwaizumi suspiciously.
"Absolutely nothing." Iwaizumi averted his gaze. "How about we sit there a bit?" he pointed out an open area just near the shore and without waiting for Oikawa's response, he went there and started to make himself comfortable.
Oikawa watched every move of the other attentively, trying to understand what he was thinking right at that moment. He was going to get rid of his own thoughts, of his own feelings now that they were so fresh. Then he would try his best to spoil Iwaizumi's.
Iwaizumi was not going to let Oikawa spoil this meeting. He was determined to find the answer to his question by the end of their day together, the question of whether Oikawa was the true person for him or not. If Oikawa felt same way about him or even was capable of feeling the same thing. They were on their way back to the ropeway, and Oikawa was telling him his guideline to survive without going out for half a month.
"Recurring payments are doing half of the work in this case Iwa-chan, for example I've never gone out to pay a bill or the rent. Likewise, shopping can also be done online."
"Woah, wait there Oikawa. One cannot shop without touching the things they will buy." Iwaizumi opposed.
"Most of the markets already sell the foods with tight packages, you can't see them even if you want to. Vegetables may be an exception though, if you don't have any reliable online grocers."
"But what about the shopping cart? What about all those feelings it brings?" he asked dramatically.
"It is a necessary sacrifice for the good of your comfort Iwa-chan."
"Then you accuse me of being brutal, while you are a marginalized robot-human. I can't decide which one of us is deeper in shit."
"Oh that's definitely, without doubt, me." Oikawa bursted out much to his surprise. Iwaizumi felt one of his curious brows raised questioningly.
"Well, Iwa-chan," a pause, "people keep saying that I'm a piece of shit so I must be the one deeper, aren't I?" Oikawa's face was neutral but there was hesitation in his voice.
Iwaizumi stopped and Oikawa had to stop with him. He considered talking much into this issue but decided to let it slip for this time. "You're not a piece of shit Tooru."
He felt Oikawa's hand tense in his hold. "I know it's just joking…" he said quietly.
"But?"
"You know what they say, there's always a little truth behind every joke" Oikawa added and smiled, Iwaizumi assumed, to break the awkward air.
"Don't smile like that, it gives me the creeps."
A strange but unpleasant expression flashed in Oikawa's face. "Sorry, Iwa-chan~~" he sing-songed.
"Stop this Oikawa I swear I'm gonna break that neck of yours one day." Oikawa cut his voice of with the furious reply he got from Iwaizumi. "You're everything but a shit." he admitted afterwards, watching Oikawa's face went between hundreds of emotions.
"Iwaizumi I-"
"No. You shut up. Okay your mouth can be shitty, and sometimes you give me that urge to tear you in pieces and burn each of them slowly and separately but that's not the case. The case is that although I've known you for only a week, it strangely feels like forever. I'm making this talk because I am sure that you show me most of your true self and ff there's anything I've learned about you, it is that you are annoyingly perfect, in every sense of the word. I tried to find anything off about you but except for your thick skull up there," Iwaizumi pointed out Oikawa's head, "everything is spotless, devoid of any flaw."
That was it. That was Iwaizumi's ultimate move, he let out the things in his head, not exactly like he wanted to but conceptually equal. The forest around them was silent, so silent that Iwaizumi thought for a moment that the things around them were listening their interaction, holding their breath as Iwaizumi was currently doing. The whole world was waiting for a slightest sign from Oikawa to function again.
However Oikawa seemed just as dysfunctional as the rest of the world. Neither of them made a move to at least start walking again.
"I've heard some article about extraverts sympathizing with people quick and putting much more to them than they actually are. Thank you anyway, Hajime. Thanks, but it's just an illusion of me in your head, let's not put our trust in an illusion." with that, he pulled his hand from Iwaizumi's hold to rub his face, then to his own pocket. Iwaizumi's hand rolled in a fist, as if trying to keep Oikawa's warmth in there.
And that was Oikawa's answer. A subtle refusal. He was kind enough to thank him twice, but other than that, there was no emotion Iwaizumi could catch. He nodded slowly and started to walk.
There wasn't much to the ropeway and it was starting to get dark. They practically did nothing, as Iwaizumi planned but yet again there was much more action than he expected in the first place. After sitting for a while in peace, they danced to few songs. Later on, Oikawa climbed up a tree and demanded Iwaizumi to take his photos as he was the king of the forest with the blanket around his shoulders. While getting down from the branch, Oikawa tripped on the blanket and started to roll downwards toward Iwaizumi. They laughed their lungs out, and of course Iwaizumi recorded every single second of it. After that, they walked around the lake, sat again for some time and now they were going back.
It was one of the best days Iwaizumi had had for a long time. Despite the cold, they managed to enjoy themselves. Besides, Oikawa was very clingy, leaving no room for the cold, let alone the fact that they hold hands almost all day long until this very moment.
They didn't wait for an empty cabinet this time, getting in the first one they saw. There was a girl sitting on one corner with a huge book in her lap. Iwaizumi sat to the other corner in front of the girl, and Oikawa settled next to him with a loud huff.
"This cold makes me sleepy."
"You can sleep until we reach the busses." he suggested and Oikawa agreed with a tired nod of his head and a yawn.
Instead of using Iwaizumi as a pillow which would please him to no end, Oikawa crossed his arms and throwing his head back, started to breath slower and slower. After watching the dork drift to sleep, Iwaizumi pulled a blanket out and carefully laid it on Oikawa's motionless form.
He caught the girl looking and whispered ever so quietly so as not to wake Oikawa up."I have another extra blanket if you want?"
The girl blinked a few times and smiled gently, "Thank you very much, It's fine this way."
His eyes travelled down to the book in the girl's lap and couldn't hold his question back. "Are you studying organic chemistry?"
The girl, too, glanced at the book and answered excitedly although they were still whispering. "Yes, it's my first year."
"I have a friend in his last year in there, that's cool." said friend was Kuroo Tetsurou, aka daydream of the whole population on their campus.
"It's cool, too. My name's Yachi by the way." the girl held out her hand to Iwaizumi.
He took the hand offered, "Nice to meet you, I'm Hajime."
Something tickled Oikawa's nose and he made a wry face. It was strangely warm and suitable for sleeping but presumably it was the source of this heat that tickled him and woke him up. He was about to open his mouth to cry out and whine but whispering he heard made him shut up. He peeked open one of his eyes and saw Iwaizumi and the girl across him shake with silent laughter.
An odd feeling was boiling up in Oikawa when he mindlessly snuggled closer to Iwaizumi and settled down on his shoulder, pretending to be asleep. However, the feeling did not stop, he was about to lose his temper, it was his fault that they took this cabinet in the first hand. With every intention to give the wrong idea, Oikawa nuzzled his face into the crook of Iwaizumi's neck while giving out a hearty sigh and mumbling a sleepy "Hajime."
He smirked under his blanket when he heard the girl gasp and Iwaizumi tense. It's what you get when you come near to my Iwa-chan. He was being unfair, Oikawa knew but today was theirs, wasn't it? For today, he was going to let himself be territorial, be a little possessive of Hajime. There wasn't much left though, after this and taking the bus, their time was coming to an end.
Taking in the scent of Iwaizumi, selfishly, he justed his means because with this position he was also giving Iwaizumi a chance to be close, which the latter took absentmindedly when he snaked his arm around Oikawa's waist and pulled him closer. Oikawa was aware that it was not the same chance Iwaizumi asked for earlier. He took Oikawa by surprise by his little speech about his Oikawa, who was not even a distant relative to Oikawa himself.
Iwaizumi knew nothing about him, just a few lucky interpretations. Not just a few, okay, Iwaizumi was damn good at spotting the things about Oikawa but it was out of the pure luck. His last point was wrong, to give an example, Oikawa was not perfect as Iwaizumi claimed him to be. He didn't want to be perfect anymore, he was running away from everything that called for being perfect. Oikawa got enough hurt from the world until now and had no intention to keep on damaging himself more.
"It's not what you think." Iwaizumi's whispering took him out of his thoughts and made him laugh evilly at his mind again.
"It's okay..." Oikawa couldn't catch what the girl said in between "...he is cute."
"Indeed he is..." he agreed and Oikawa's breath hitched. "He has the worst personality though." Iwaizumi added.
The girl giggled, making Iwaizumi giggle too but under the cover of that happy image, Oikawa felt Iwaizumi tense and tighten his hold on Oikawa, to the point of hurting his side.
When he heard the duo exchange their goodbyes, Oikawa understood that they arrived the last stop. He didn't get up directly though, he was pretending to be asleep, remember? Iwaizumi sighed and pushed Oikawa away while standing up.
"I know you've been awake all that time." his voice was cold, even colder than that December night out.
"Hmm? What do you mean Iwa-chan?" Oikawa mumbled but he was almost able to see the rage radiating off of Iwaizumi.
"What's with you Oikawa, what exactly do you want from me?" he begged, but his eyes were sparkling dangerously with anger.
Oikawa stood up and started to fold the blanket without saying anything.
"You're acting like you haven't just rejected me…" not waiting Iwaizumi to finish his sentence, Oikawa made his way out from the cabin, the shorter following him behind.
"Besides, we were having a friendly conversation until you literally put your nose in it. It is my fucking decision to talk with whomever I want."
Oikawa stopped abruptly and turned back to look directly into Iwaizumi's face. He was planning to take whatever Iwaizumi threw at him but no. Not this one. "You can't."
Iwaizumi, too, stopped, now they were facing each other. "Huh?"
"You can't talk to just anybody." Oikawa stepped closer to Iwaizumi, like there were miles between them and couldn't hear each other. "You can't have friendly conversations either, I am your date today, which means you're mine."
Oikawa knew he sounded like a psychopath but didn't mind it. A rejection didn't mean that they were done, they were still together until the end of the day. It was his stupidity to feel jealous, he was overreacting with no right over it, but it was all Iwaizumi's fault, letting Oikawa watch his laugh, letting all his charm out, which Oikawa appreciated only when they were alone together.
"That's stupid, you're stupid, I'm not taking any of your shit."
"Like it or not, those are the consequences of taking me out." Oikawa hissed as a reply and this time he reached for Iwaizumi's hand, interlacing their fingers together in a strong hold.
Without waiting Iwaizumi to say a thing or do, Oikawa pulled him towards the bus station. If he was to loosen his hold on the other hand, it would tremble uncontrollably so he tightened even more, and felt Iwaizumi's strong grip back. His fingers were hurting, they were both stupid but there was this promise Oikawa gave to himself, saying that he'd enjoy Iwaizumi's presence before all this magic breaks.
Their fingers stayed interlaced although they did not speak a word throughout the way back to the station where they first met. It was crowded due to it being a weekend, but they managed to find themselves two seats and as though they hadn't been already sitting for hours, they sat down again. People passed, entire station changed except for them. Oikawa could not make out how long they stayed there, not even remembering their last words to each other. There was no need either, what was going on in their heads was obvious, it was the reason why they both avoided forming a word.
"Let's go." said one of them, it was not important. They made no move for leaving.
Oikawa felt bad, for breaking Iwaizumi, for not enjoying more of the day, for not being enough. He was glad that someone like Iwaizumi appreciated him, even considered Oikawa as a someone special in his life.
Iwaizumi loosened his death hold on Oikawa's hand and Oikawa turned to look at his face. He was looking tired, lips in a thin line, tip of his nose and ears red. His green eyes were boring into him, Oikawa couldn't dare to look directly at them.
"Can't we stay longer, Iwa-chan?" he asked desperately. Iwaizumi shook his head negatively while slowly standing.
"Even a little?" Oikawa tried to pull Iwaizumi back but could not.
"No, get up."
He, too, got up and stood in front of Iwaizumi, not even bothering to check his clothes or hair or his belongings. Inner Oikawa was long gone, kicking his official self in the face. He coughed and forced a smile on his face, at least he could do this for Iwaizumi.
"I'm really glad that we met today."
Iwaizumi returned his smile with an equally forced one "Yes, thanks for coming."
Oikawa pulled Iwaizumi's hood up for millionth time that day, finally letting go of the hand. "Treat yourself well, Iwaizumi."
His hands fell to his sides and Oikawa was about to turn on his heel when he heard Iwaizumi's voice.
"Oikawa let me…" he was looking at Oikawa expectantly, waiting any kind of approval, and Oikawa gave him a small nod.
He was expecting a kiss but rather Iwaizumi wrapped his arms around Oikawa's neck and buried his face right beneath his ear. They were pressed together, Iwaizumi holding Oikawa and mumbling unintelligible things, and Oikawa just standing there awkwardly.
The position went on like that for awhile, until they no longer felt the cold, until Iwaizumi's hot breath and lips tickled Oikawa and he flinched instinctively, which caused Iwaizumi to let go of him.
"Sorry, I get carried away easily." Iwaizumi scratched back of his neck nervously.
"Iwa-chan it wasn't-"
Iwaizumi cut him off "Don't forget trying to sleep under your books." with that, he turned his back and walked away, waving his hand.
"You don't forget to treat them kindly, Iwa-chan!" Oikawa called behind him and although the other couldn't see, he waved too.
Hanamaki: what do you mean you're done with him
Hanamaki: what have you done
Matsukawa: here we have oikawa tooru
Matsukawa: aka dumbest devil in all existence.
Hanamaki: i'll have to join you in there honey
Matsukawa: you can join me everywhere you please sweetie
Oikawa: Guys stop it.
Oikawa: I said it earlier, it is fun to talk with him
Oikawa: and hang out
Matsukawa: and sleep?
Oikawa: Shut up Mattsun, I'm tryin to reason myself here
Oikawa: I'll stalk him all my life
Oikawa: He's my crush
Hanamaki: don't you say so
Oikawa: Ha ha
Oikawa: Whatever, he deserves the best, not me.
Oikawa: Look at me, I'm an aging alien king.
Matsukawa: so you damned him
Matsukawa: that's your ultimate solution
Hanamaki: lejd valdsman!
Oikawa: Makki what did we talk about using Swedish in the group chat?
Matsukawa: same here sunshine
Hanamaki: what the hell you guys always talk in latin here
Hanamaki: my swedish shouldn't be much deal, compared to your dead lang
Hanamaki: you mummies
Matsukawa: latin is the mother of all languages
Oikawa: Latin is the language of love
Hanamaki: don't you dare to speak of love oiks
Oikawa: Makki…
Matsukawa: apply cold water to burned area tooru!
It had been two days since Oikawa came home from their date. He slept through an entire day, without talking to anyone or checking to see if there was any messages from Iwaizumi, there he was sure, was nothing. It was monday and he had classes to join. And a life to live, supposedly. Almost two days sleep helped him to stay away from thinking unnecessary things, or prevent the sadness that might come, Oikawa was waiting same distracting performance from his classes too.
That was the plan but life does not always cope up with your plans. There was little but yet again too much time in his day where he was left alone with his thoughts and it was unbearable.
He did not quite remember how his life was before Iwaizumi, what he was thinking before Iwaizumi, to whom Oikawa was talking to all day before him. Glancing at his books, he sighed, even the damn books reminded him of Iwaizumi.
Flustrated, he got off from where he was lying and saw Shakespeare smirk at his grief.
"Not you too Shakes."
The smirk was still there.
"I thought you were my friend."
No change.
"Okay, laugh at my misery, smirk all you want!" he pulled his tongue out and opened his laptop.
It was his true best friend, look, it was even welcoming him. "See, William, some are still by my side." Oikawa too smirked at the portrait.
A sound made him pay attention to his screen. An error sound, with a message in at least 72 punto, 'Something Happened.' His eyes widened with horror, what the hell was going around him.
"None of your business, computer!" Oikawa cried out and skipped the message. Logging in his facebook and tumblr account, he started to remember about his life. I'm a worm.
Tumblr literally sucked his three hours without him noticing. He unwillingly closed that sinner tab and before getting up to prepare for school, checked Facebook too. There was nothing important, other than the freak duo's posts, which he bombarded with humiliating comments. Neither Matsukawa nor Hanamaki had facebook account, so it was boring. They were viners, much to Oikawa's amusement. He scrolled down some more and a post took his attention.
Iwaizumi Hajime feeling excited with Anil Sarkar, Chandra Munjal and 4 others at Hard Rock Cafe India.
Oikawa gaped like a fish at the post, he left this guy only for two days and he was already half a world away. "You weren't feeling like going two days ago…" he mumbled and clicked the other profiles to see if there was any photograph but no. There was not.
Disappointed, he got up and changed his clothes, brushed his teeth, put his contacts on and left his apartment with a slam of the door, hoping that it would imprison the bitter feelings in his chest inside the house.
Iwaizumi jumped into the only bed in the room he was staying in with two other friends "I'm taking the bed tonight guys, sorry for you."
"But it's pointless, you're not even sleeping properly." his friend complained.
"Yeah, I saw you on your phone last night, four hours after we've gone to sleep." his other friend added.
"I didn't say anything about sleeping in the bed." Iwaizumi snapped back and groaned loudly when he finally took off his shoes.
There was nothing left of him after trying to keep up with the activities of his India squad. He was planning to deny their offer but thanks to certain someone, there was no reason to reject it. After returning to the dorm from their meeting with Oikawa, Iwaizumi called his friends, asking if the offer was still there and got off with the first flight he found. Their plan was actually to meet in Singapore a week after but Iwaizumi couldn't wait, did not want to wait so long alone, so he first went to India instead. It had been a week in India, a week without any trace of the alien. They would continue their tour from there on to Singapore for a week and then back to Japan. He had enough money for the trip, and it was a great distraction. They gave Iwaizumi five songs to practice and sing along with them, and three additional songs for him to go solo. It was okay with him, he needed to get rid of all Oikawa left in him.
Though it was not possible, if possible, it was not easy. No matter how hard he tried to keep himself busy, he was busy but Oikawa was worming inside his head. Maybe Iwaizumi was exaggerating about him in his mind, but it was hard to not to get close to his phone to check if there was any message, it was hard to keep his mind off of that idiot, of his equally idiotic words.
Those words were unreal for him, a proper refusal was something different. When you refuse someone, you tell them their thoughts or feelings are not mutual and a whopping no. Oikawa, too, refused something but it was not Iwaizumi. Oikawa was refusing to open himself to Iwaizumi, refusing to tell his feelings or what was going on in his nerd brain. In this situation, Iwaizumi knew forcing all of them out was an option but not a one he'd prefer. He wanted Oikawa to be honest with him on his own consent, not with a push.
Yet again, he couldn't hold himself off from looking at their messages, and the dumb video he recorded. It made Iwaizumi smile every time he watched it, and made him wish that they could replay that day again and again until he got sick of it, despite all the unpleasant parts of it. As long as they were together, nothing mattered for Iwaizumi, he underlined it for Oikawa too.
Shaking his head, Iwaizumi kicked his friends who were trying to get him off of the bed and allowed his internet connection. Nothing happened in whole week and actually he was not expecting anything from the rest.
As if proving him wrong, his ears caught a notification sound and Iwaizumi let his friends push him off while holding his phone like his life depended on it. He landed on the floor with a loud huff and opened the mail, which came from the same address that messaged him a month ago, with same greeting.
Hello, Iwaizumi.
Aren't you getting enough sleep under your books anymore? What about those horrible hula hoops under your eyes? If it's me, I'm allowing you to sleep under them. Just don't fold the corners. Besides, I'm glad that you finally found your scarf, it looks good on you. We're trying to create a peace with Inner Oikawa, and it was his idea to send you a message, take care!
