so what if - matsuhina

so what if

Matsukawa felt like shit, sitting there with the two grooms, forcing himself to chuckle at every stupid joke about what happened not so long time ago. Laughing about how they kept it secret, how Oikawa kept it secret, meeting up with Iwaizumi and cheating on Matsukawa, his fucking fiancé of two years, almost three.

Just in middle of Oikawa's very detailed story about sneaking out at midnight to meet up with his dear husband, completely leaving out how Matsukawa could die from the nerves, waking up to empty bed and no note or anything to warn him, to notify him about his whereabouts. How Matsukawa wasn't even mad when he returned with hickeys all over himself after eight hours of him being gone, just crying and clingy to him, so fucking relieved to see him alive, Matsukawa slowly got up with an excuse of needing to go to bathroom.

Rushing down the hallway, straight to the bar in corner, very near the bathroom, the corners of his eyes burning, tears threatening to spill. Speeding up even more, taking quickly the turn and crashing into someone.

,,Woah, are you alright?"

Matsukawa slowly looked down, rubbing his chest lightly, eyes widening at the sight of puffy orange hair. Lowering his eyes more, deep blue ones meeting bright brown ones, gasp filling the air between them.

,,The annoying middle blocker!"

,,That was years ago." Matsukawa mumbled, small pout forming on his lips, the nickname leaving slight distaste in his mouth.

,,Oh sorry, sorry, I'm just not the best at names. Well, anyway, my name's Hinata Shoyo!" Getting a bright smile, so bright that Matsukawa genuinely thought that he went blind for a second. A hand brought out, an invitation for handshake, that he slowly took.

,,Matsukawa Issei."

,,Oh my god, I'm so sorry, i heard what happened back then, are you okay? I hope you are, it would be shame if you weren't because this is very nicely themed wedding!"

Matsukawa blinked, his mind trying to recognize what the smaller man just said, making out just some keywords.

,,Yeah, just stings a little you know." Weak chuckle, hands brought to rub eyes with sleeves of his, quite expensive, white with little turquoise details dress, dress that were meant for his wedding original, his fucking own wedding.

,,Hey i know a place here, come on." Smaller, a similar shade of skin tone due to spend time in Brazil, tugging his hands down, away from puffy red eyes, carefully taking his wrists and dragging him out.

Matsukawa closed his eyes, opening them only when he felt soft breeze of springs, soon to be summers. He took a deep breath, looking down at the orange haired man, noticing those big brown eyes staring up at him.

,,Don't hold it in. It'll only make everything worse Matsukawa-san."

So Matsukawa didn't, letting the long rejected tears fall freely, rolling down his cheek, clinging to his chin, disappearing on his lips, leaving them with slightly salty taste. He let them be free, months of penting up, sobbing loudly and ugly, as the ugly crier he was.

And Hinata just stood there, squeezing his wrist tighter, as a signal that he is still there, that he can reach out to him, find comfort in him. And Matsukawa soon did, bringing the shorter one closer, bending down a little and burying his head in these soft orange hair, body shaking with every deep breath in attempt to calm down, with every shake when it didn't work out and another sob made itself known.

They stood like this for some time, until Matsukawa's breath became even again, slowly letting go with apologetic eyes, flushed cheeks, because he just did this with a guy he met after years, which could count as basically meeting him, a few minutes ago.

,,Sorry, i know you wanted to probably have fun and not be stuck there with a guy that can't get over his ex huh."

,,Don't say that, i-" Hinata stopped, a loud shout of his name and dark haired head peaking out of window interrupting him.

Matsukawa chuckled, mentioning to Hinata that he can indeed go, after the nervous look the latter gave him.

,,We'll catch up sometime Matsukawa-san!"

-

Nervously taping his foot against the wooden floor of the well known apartment, the too similar memories to this replaying itself in his head on loop. His lip was red and puffy, his teeth sunk into them the second that clock hit the 10 mark. Small lamp next to the sofa, the only light in the whole place at the moment.

The soft rumble of keys outside, door opening after a second and letting in another light into the dark room, Matsukawa's heart sank back down from his throat.

,,Issei?" An orange head peaked inside, letting out a soft gasp ,,Issei! Issei, I'm so sorry, let me explain."

Matsukawa crossed his arms, huffing. Of course he wasn't mad, not at all, because he did came home after all and wanted to explain it, that was enough for him to forgive his lover, but why make it easy right?

,,Issei, pleaase, answer me?" Hinata slowly took of his shoes, shuffling to his boyfriend, pout on his lips ,, I swear i wanted to text you but the train arrived way later because of some storm not so far away from there, and i was about to text you but my phone died, so i was trying to look for something that would bring me here faster but i didn't, and after all i even missed the train!"

,,Really?" Matsukawa raised bushy eyebrow, biting the inside of his cheek to not let out a chuckle that threatened to let itself be known.

,,Yeah." The smaller huffed, plopping his ass onto the couch, curling up in himself.

,,Well if that's the case, then i forgive you sweetie." Matsukawa finally let in, small chuckles escaping.

,,You do?" Hinata smiled brightly, immediately making grabby hands towards the taller man, who chuckled even more, slowly lifting him up.

,,Yeah, i mean you're here, aren't you?" Earning a big nod from Hinata, the dark haired man just lifted him up higher, making his way towards their bedroom. Hinata giggling the entire time, muffling it against his lovers shoulder.

,,What are you laughing about?" Matsukawa smiled, letting go of Hinata when they're standing above their bed, him hitting it with soft thud.

,,Just being glad that I'm home. Also your hair tickled me."

Matsukawa rolled his eyes, slowly leaning down to kiss him, it slowly turning out to heated make out session.

So what if Oikawa cheated on him, so what if life was unfair and destroyed him for good year and gave him many insecurities. Because now he got the best and long awaited prize for it.