Best I Ever Had [IwaOi Angst]

Chapter 12

Iwaizumi doesn't realize his feelings for Oikawa until early into his second year of high school. Until then he'd just assumed his beating heart, his giddy smile and his long looks were normal. Oikawa is his best friend. His oldest friend. This is how they've always been and how they'll always be.

He never gave it anymore thought than that. Never thought he needed to, until one fateful night during their first training camp of the year.

He and the other second years are sharing a room and, against coaches orders, are staying up late talking.

And that's fine and all, because they're a close knit group since meeting last year. Although, there were more of them last year, they've dwindled down to a solid four. And he's fine with that. Because Matsukawa and Hanamaki are good people, despite their trouble making tendencies.

And Oikawa is always there beside him, so nothing else really matters.

They're all huddled up in the small room, lying on their futons. The futons are made up in a sort of four square configuration, because nothing else will fit in the room. It forces them to lie side by side in pairs facing each other. But no one makes a comment about it.

Iwaizumi is getting sleepy, lying on his stomach with his arms folded over his pillow. He's leaning heavily on Oikawa beside him. He's starting to miss most of the conversation, and so he doesn't notice exactly when it starts becoming about him.

"-he's old he needs his rest." He hears Oikawa explain, "Soon we'll have to send him to a retirement home. It can't be helped." He exhales a sad wistful sigh.

Iwaizumi sits up, shooting his best friend a glare. Hanamaki snickers into his hand, flashing a grin.

"Glad you could join us again, Iwaizumi." Matsukawa comments with a lazy, dastardly smile.

Iwaizumi rolls his eyes, "All of you can go to hell."

"That's so rude, Iwa-chan." Oikawa chastises, "You're the one falling asleep. Are you saying we're boring?"

Iwaizumi snorts, "We have more grueling practice in the morning." He explains, "We should sleep."

"You're such a mom, Iwa-chan." Oikawa sighs with a sad shake of his head. Hanamaki grins a bit and Matsukawa nods sagely at the comment. Iwaizumi wants to punch all of them. In the face.

"Shut up." He bites back, a little more attentive now, "What were you guys even talking about anyway?"

"Girls." Hanamaki answers with a shrug, flicking some lint off the pillow he's resting on, "Hey, Iwaizumi, do you have a crush on anyone right now?"

Iwaizumi blinks at the question and considers it with a pensive frown. He thinks back to all the girls he's met in high school, to everyone he's befriended and spoken to. He thinks for a while, but no one comes up, "...No, I don't think so." He answers, finally.

"You could actually see the smoke coming out of his ears as he thought hard on that one." Hanamaki points out and Matsukawa gives another nod in agreement.

"It's not Iwa-chan's fault his brain is so small. Don't be so mean." Oikawa defends with a teasing smile. Iwaizumi kicks him in the side, earning a squawk.

"And how have you never had a crush on someone?" Hanamaki continues with a raised brow, "Hasn't there ever been someone that's made your heart beat all crazy? And your face get all red? Someone you couldn't get out of your head?"

Iwaizumi frowns because the only thing he can think of is Oikawa and that doesn't really count, "No...I can't think of anyone."

"Iwa-chan is a very boring man." Oikawa tries to explain, "I have to be charming for the both of us."