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"Stepping out of this first limo is the company CEO, Hajime Iwaizumi, with a plus one who seems a lot closer to him than his previous plus ones. Maybe we're finally getting a look into Mr Iwaizumi's personal life." I hear a news reporter say. This is one of the biggest events of the year and there's going to be people here from Iwa's CEO job and from his mafia job.

"Iwaizumi, who are you wearing?" Someone asks.

"Hugo Boss." Is the answer.

"Iwaizumi, who is your plus one? He looks familiar?" Someone asks.

Ah. Finally a question about me. I'm honestly half-expecting Iwa-chan to say that I'm his friend.

"My childhood best friend, Tooru Oikawa," There it is. "Who recently became my boyfriend. You probably recognise him from all of the volleyball magazines he used to be in."

Oh. He admitted that I'm his boyfriend.

"Iwaizumi, can you answer any questions on your sexuality?" Someone asks but we just keep walking.

"Oikawa, can we get some pictures of you?" Oh! People want pictures of me?

I turn to Iwa who gives a nod and I say yes to the reporter.

"Oikawa, who are you wearing?" The reporter asks as the paparazzi take my pictures.

"Hugo Boss, Gucci, Tiffany's and a few smaller indie brands." I answer.

I turn for a slightly different angle, as requested, but my jacket slips past my shoulders and sits just above my elbows.

"Hold it there!" Someone says. Uhm, okay.

There's a gasp as people see my tattoo. My mark.

"What an intricate tattoo!" Someone comments. It matches my necklace but I won't tell them that.

An arm snakes around my waist and I turn to see who it is before relaxing into my boyfriend's arms.

The paparazzi get a few pictures of us together before we can finally go to the gala.

We walk through the ballroom doors and are announced,

"Company CEO, Hajime Iwaizumi, and his boyfriend, Tooru Oikawa."

Everyone in the room who didn't know immediately looks up at us in shock. I ignore any glares and let Iwa lead me into the room.

After a while of greeting people, it appears that all of the guests are here. All of them.

"Ah, Iwaizumi." A deep voice says. We both turn to see a boomer couple standing in front of us.

"Algol, it's a pleasure to have you here at the party." Iwa says. Oh. "I assure you that there's no oysters on the menu this year. I can't have anyone getting food poisoning again."

Algol laughs.

"This is your boyfriend, Iwaizumi?" He asks.

"Yes. This is my boyfriend, Oikawa. We've been best friends for probably knocking on twenty years but we only recently realised how in love we are with each other." Iwa says. Aww.

"I heard that one of your friends was attacked recently." Algol says. "Was the situation dealt with?"

"The threat has been removed and Oikawa made a full recovery." Iwa responds, keeping a very good poker face.

"It was you?" Algol's wife asks me.

"Yes. But Iwa didn't take his eyes off me for over a month until I healed. It helped that so many of my friends came to visit me." I try to be polite.

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