Best I Ever Had [IwaOi Angst]

Chapter 2

Iwaizumi is there when he gets the e-mail. They're sitting in his bedroom, Oikawa flipping through Iwaizumi's comic books, even though he has read them all before, and Iwaizumi reading through a novel for class. Oikawa's phone buzzes, and initially he thinks its a snapchat from one of his teammates, or a text from his mom to come back for dinner, but instead its an e-mail.

He sits up, swiping his phone open to see an e-mail from his top choice, an American University abroad, with an excellent volleyball team. He clicks on it, and, after a few sentences, states that they were accepting him into their program. He gasps, and Iwaizumi looks over at him, closing his book.

"What?" He asks, starting to come over.

Oikawa stares at him, dropping his phone to hold his face as if to confirm that this is real. This isn't a dream. He feels his fingers on his face, warm and tingly, "I got in." He whispers in disbelief, more for himself than Iwaizumi.

"What?" Iwaizumi repeats, head tilted, eyebrows furrowed.

"I..." And now Oikawa is working a mile a minute, eyes watering as he grapples for his phone, "I got in!" he cries out, and now its a mantra as he shoves the phone into Iwaizumi's hands. "I got in! I got in! I got in!" He's crying now, grinning helplessly and feeling light as a feather. He's almost giggly, shaking where he is sitting wondering how. He couldn't believe it.

He got in.

He got in to an abroad program to get him on the way to play professionally.

This was everything he had ever wanted.

Iwaizumi stares at the phone re-reading the message twice before looking up in a daze, until he too is all smiles. A giant wide smile, and eyes lit up with pride. He tackles Oikawa to the ground, both of them a mess of gangly limbs and giggles. Iwaizumi grabs Oikawa's head, ruffling his hair roughly, and pulling him close.

"I told you. I told you, you were shoe in! You talented asshole." Iwaizumi laughs, pressing his smiling face into Oikawa's hair, nuzzling him. Oikawa continues his own laughter, wrapping his arms around his boyfriend and pulling him down so his face is level with his own. Iwaizumi leans forward, pressing kisses into Oikawa's neck, peppering him up and keeping him close.

Oikawa giggles harder, taking Iwaizumi's face with his hands to kiss him on the lips. They keep breaking apart to smile and grin and Iwaizumi never stops holding him the entire time.

Iwaizumi is pressing his forehead against Oikawa's when the latter speaks up again, catching his breath from all the excitement, "I need to tell my parents." They're both breathless, a little sweaty, and red in the face. Iwaizumi nods after a momen, moving away for the first time. Oikawa feels cold without his ace's arms around him, keeping him close and pressed against him, so he grabs his hand, "You'll come with me right?"

Iwaizumi looks slightly surprised but quickly nods, picking himself up. He offers a hand to the brunette, who's still sprawled out on his bedroom floor, eyes glazed in a dream. Oikawa takes the offer after a second, hauling himself up. The pair soon dash out of the house, crossing the street in a flash before Oikawa lets them into his own home. They almost forget to slip off their shoes in their shared excitement. He finds his mother in the kitchen, letting go of Iwaizumi's hand before being spotted to shove his phone at her.

She looks at him like he's crazy, and she probably has good reason to. His hair is a mess, his eyes are shining, he's red and he wont stop smiling and yet the stain of tears is still present on his cheeks.

"Mom, I got in!" He shouts, jumping a little, and his mother blinks, "I get to go to America!" He continues, imploringly. As if to say please be excited for me. It takes her a moment to process but soon her eyes shine with recognition, glancing at Iwaizumi in disbelief. He nods his head, grinning, as if to say this isn't one of Oikawa's dumb tricks, it's real. And she wraps her son in a tight hug, kissing both his cheeks fiercely.