Anxiety | iwaoi

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Oikawa stared at the girl. she was pretty, prettier than him, he thought. She had long dyed pink hair. He could still see the brown roots. Oikawa was completely dumbfounded. His heart sped up. He was afraid that she could probably hear it beating in his chest.

He turned to Iwaizumi who was glaring at the girl and blinked, "Iwa-chan, what is she talking about?"

Before Iwaizumi could speak, the girl started laughing hysterically in a taunting way. She shook her head and grinned at Oikawa.

"Iwa... chan? That is so cute!!! Did you come up with it?"

"Sakura. That's enough." Iwaizumi scoffed.

Oikawa frowned, "Iwaizumi, who is she?"

"She's nobody—

"Nobody? Come on Hajime. That's no way to treat your girlfriend. Especially in front of your friend." She smiled.

Oikawa blinked. What the actual fuck was happening?

"Iwa-chan. Is she— is she ... your girlfriend?"

Iwaizumi stared at Oikawa, his eyebrows were frowned. He sighed and shook his head, "No. yes. I mean, Oikawa, it's complicated."

Oikawa stared at Iwaizumi with wide eyes and parted mouth. Tears were starting to form in his eyes.

Sakura laughed and clapped her hands. she hooked her arm around iwaizumi's and grinned, "say Hajime, how about I call you Hajime-chan! Wouldn't that be wonderful?"

Oikawa could only stare with his mouth parted. Iwaizumi looked pained as he let Sakura intertwine their hands.

"Oikawa—

"Just go." Oikawa said, his voice breaking. He turned around and fumbled with his key. He could hear Sakura rambling on and on in her high pitched voice as they walked away away away.

Oikawa slammed his door shut as soon as he got in and slid down on the floor. He pulled his knees up towards him and tried to breath. He couldn't breath. He couldn't breath at all. He couldn't breath. Breath. He—

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Oikawa woke up with a gasp. He wiped at his eyes and squinted. Oh, right. He had passed out. He crossed his legs.

He huffed out a breath and slapped both of his hands on his either side of his face, shaking his head.

All men are the same. His father sucked. His boyfriend (ex- boyfriend ?) sucks too. Goddamn if he has another male figure in his life. God fucking dammit.

Oikawa got up and dusted his pants. He showered. He ate some bread with Nutella. He dusted his bed and sat on it, then decided it would be better to put on new sheets. He could not bare to smell Iwaizumi on his sheets right now.

Iwaizumi and his citrus smelling dumb self. Iwaizumi and his citrus smelling hair—

No. Oikawa. What the fuck? Get a goddamn grip.

He put on new sheets and curled up on the bed with his blanket.

Oikawa picked up his phone and scrolled through his contacts. He pressed the phone to his ear.

Ring ring ring-

"Tooru! Missed me already? It hasn't even been a day, honey—

"Mom ... he was cheating on me."

The other line was quiet. Oikawa frowned as he looked at the phone then put it back to his ear. He was about to speak when,

"... pray for his fucking arms, Tooru."

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