billionaire brat(s) | iwaoi

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At 2am Iwaizumi rolled around in his bed, trying to find a comfortable place, trying to push earlier events of the night out of his mind.

Fuck Oikawa fucking Tooru.

Absolutely FUCK him.

Fuck him and his bizarre coping mechanisms.

And Iwaizumi didn't even know what that jerk needed coping from. Was he really that big of an airhead? Or did he just not give a single fuck about what happens to him?

Iwaizumi knew damn well his flirting meant nothing at all, that Oikawa was simply trying to get a rise out of him or god knows what but he couldn't stop replying their conversation over and over in his head.

'Are you scared of me, Iwa-chan?'

No, I'm scared for you, asshole.

He lied awake in his bed, staring up at the ceiling. picking up his phone from the night stand, he mumbled a fuck it.

To: shittykawa
When you get this in the morning, text me back.

Delete delete delete

Are you okay?

Delete delete

You're so fuckifn stupid and I hate you fuck you who the fuck does that—

Delete

He texted Atsumu instead.

To: Atsumu <3
Find out everything you can about Oikawa Tooru.

Sent.

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Oikawa woke up to blindingly bright sunlight and Sakura's incoherent yelling. He squinted and shielded his eyes from the sun. He was lying on the huge couch in his office, a black coat covering his upper half, it was carefully tucked under his chin.

He groaned, "please stop yelling—

"Oh good!" Sakura snarked, "his majesty is finally awake. Oh my, blessing everyone with his presence."

Oikawa hugged the coat closer to him to block out nauseating smells. He moaned, "Please just stop being a bitch and tell me what happened last night it's barely morning and—

"It's 2pm!"

"Dear god Pleasee." He whined.

"Oh I'll tell you what happened," she stood beside the couch with her arms folded, hovering above him, "not only did you manage to get black out drunk in under thirty minutes, You ALSO someHOW managed to seduce the only man in the universe who doesn't want sex from you. The only man who actually wants to go into business with you without trying to fuck you every chance he gets!"

Oikawa covered his face.

"Why do you do this every time?," she sat beside him and ran her hand through his matted hair, "is it so hard to trust someone that you have to check their morals every time by putting yourself on the line?"

"Atleast I get to send the bad guys to jail."

"Oikawa."

"And it's not like I don't seduce them first."

"You're drunk every time!" She exclaimed, "you don't even realise you're doing it!"

"well you always save me before someone decides to be a dick," he paused, turning his back to her.

He curled up, hugging the coat tighter, "Did he try anything?"

"No!" Sakura let out a shuddered breath, "of course not."