Iwaizumi sighed as he got up from bed after hearing a rhythmic tapping on his window. He opened it to a sniffling, glossy eyed Oikawa. "Nightmare?"
"Nightmare." He replied scratchily, nodding sheepishly despite knowing it was rhetorical.
"Come on, it's late." The ravenette slurred, voice dripping with drowsiness. He crawled into bed, pulling the covers up, signaling for his childhood best friend to join. Oikawa quickly dozed off, leaving Iwaizumi to admire him uninterrupted, the dim glow of the nightlight capturing him in all of his glory. He gently stroked his chestnut hair and joined the brunette in peaceful slumber.
