Good morning, Iwa-chan.

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Hajime woke up, his husband sleeping peacefully by his side. He strokes Tooru's hair, looking fondly at him when an idea came to his mind.

"Good morning, Iwa-chan", Hajime said with a sweet fake voice, smiling flirtatiously. Tooru opened his eyes and glared at him, he covered his face with the blanket and groaned, irritation clear on his voice.

"You're fucking kidding me, right?", Hajime cackled, "it's kind of annoying, don't you think, Iwa-chan?", he said, with the same voice again. Tooru rolled his eyes.

"Not really, Iwa-chan~, I actually like it", though that wasn't true at all, it was weird being called by the nickname he gave to Hajime, but he was not going to admit defeat.

"You do?", Hajime looked so confused that Tooru thought it was actually fun to watch.

"Oh, yeah, I do." Something was wrong, thought Hajime, he wanted to at least make Tooru annoyed, but he seemed pleased with it, why?

"Why?", Hajime asked, surprising for the both of them.

Tooru giggled, "it's fun to see you trying to annoy me". Hajime gasped. "How the tables turn, right?", Tooru had this look on his face, a confident smirk and some superiority aura spreading around him. He was teasing back, huh?

"Two can play this game, Tooru." And, as Oikawa still wasn't used to be called by his given name, he almost felt intimidated. Almost.

He climbed onto Hajime's lap, sitting on it. "So, Iwa-chan, you were saying?" Oh, and Hajime was not going to let Tooru mock him.

He took both Tooru's thighs, turning him over, throwing him on the bed. Tooru looked at him, surprised, but there was this glint on his eyes that said he was enjoying it too. So he kissed him.

The kiss was slow, almost torturous to Hajime, so he took Tooru by the neck and deepened the kiss. Tooru moaned softly into his mouth and Hajime smirked.

"That was payback". He left Tooru made a mess on the bed, glaring at him, and he went to make breakfast.

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I had to publish this again, I'm sorry!!