IwaOi oneshots

Broken Heart

Category: Angst
(This is in Iwa's POV)
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Iwaizumi sat on his couch, thinking over the earlier weeks' situation. When his love had walked out the door, never to been seen again, at least not by the spiky haired ace.

"Tell me about it." Kiyoomi said, sitting on his best friends couch, after being called over, after a week of spending his time in the empty and lidless apartment. Iwaizumi looked at him, then back down at his intertwined hands, which were holding a bracelet with an alien on it. "There was no conversation..We never shared our doubts." -Kiyoomi nodded, already partially knowing this-"Way to much love that we have wasted..Guess we were running out." Iwaizumi looked down at the bracelet in his hands. "But I still got his bracelet, I found it on the couch." Kiyoomi looked at the bracelet, examining it slightly before Iwaizumi continued. "I was supposed to give it back, but never made it..." Kiyoomi felt pitty for his friend, he had loved Oikawa with his whole heart, and their relationship had just come crumbling down. "I've tried to play it cool, but damn I'm missing him.." Iwaizumi was so close to tears, his vision was getting blurry.

"What if I had told him, 'baby, I am sorry.'? Would he still be wearing my shirt every morning? Or were broken parts, waiting in the dark? I guess we'll never know it.." Iwaizumi noticed how his cheeks felt wet and warm, and noticed the salty water droplets cascading down his face. He tried wiping them away, but they didn't stop. His friend noticed and scooted closer to him, wrapping him in a one-armed hug. "Wanna continue?" Kiyoomi asked his crying friend. Iwaizumi just grunted.

"We fell in love so easy. But we (I) just messed it up..Now all I do is face the fact that he don't need me, and I'm not there to wake him up.." Iwaizumi continued, still crying. "I've tried to play it cool, but damn I'm missing him..!" Kiyoomi hummed, acknowledging his comment.

"What if I had told him, 'baby, I am sorry'? Would he still be wearing my shirt every morning? Or were the broken parts, waiting in the dark? I guess we'll never know it." Iwaizumi repeated, asking the same questions.

Iwaizumi was now full on sobbing, but he still managed to get the questions out, again. "What if I had told him, 'baby, I am sorry'?.. Would he still be wearing my shirt every morning?.. Or were the broken parts, waiting in the dark?.. I guess we'll never know it.."

And he wouldn't know the answer, because Oikawa had walked out of his life -just as quickly as he had walked in- never to return.