Oh-oh...
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戻れない場所に捨てたものでさえ 生まれ変わって明日をきっと照らす
That afternoon in Oikawa's room, Iwaizumi averts his mouth as if the mere touch disgusted him. His wife has gone to town to buy some clothes, but that doesn't redeem their sins.
To conceal them is no way to atone.
"Oikawa…"
"But I want you."
Such common words. Not even a real argument. Iwaizumi thinks that future emperor Oikawa Tooru must be the only man on Earth who doesn't need one.
"You cannot do this to your wife."
Oikawa crosses his arms and actually giggles before sliding a hand through his brown locks. Iwaizumi finds this to be a low blow, this instinctive way of seducing him.
"What is the meaning of this, Iwa-chan? I'd think you're trying to convince me that tears will be shed by that child just because I am to be a loveless husband! If that's the case, I must say: think again".
"Husband". Even now the word hurts. He doesn't quite get if this pain of wanting something out of reach so badly is his own, or if it's part of Oikawa's plan.
Because Oikawa is like that. He takes, he drops, he moves on: everything works its way around his whims. Iwaizumi loves him, but he knows he's like this: if he needs to caress, he caresses, just the way he feels his finger going down his cheek.
If he needs to kiss, he kisses.
And he can already feel his lips pressed against his, demanding the affection and the warmth and everything that was denied beforehand to his royal blood. This is how once again they end up locked in a hug made of sweat and groans and shattered conscience, even if all this takes place over the same bed in which he imagined the sickening scene of Oikawa lying with another body in this same way.
In spite of the fire and the trembling limbs, Iwaizumi sees her at the same time Oikawa's body envelopes him.
The young lady with hair made of sunset light, his best friend's wife. Her brown eyes are frightened. The door left ajar is enough to grant her this scarring scene, one that won't leave her mind whenever she raises her eyes to look at her husband for the rest of their life together.
Iwaizumi wants to say something, whatever ―to tell, to complain, to accuse her or Oikawa, but his best friend's mouth calls for him again, and more than calling him, it'd be fair to say it drowns him.
If he needs to hurt, he hurts.
And there's no such thing, no such person that can say no to Oikawa Tooru.
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