Chaotic milkbread (Haikyuu ship one shots)

Special milkbread (iwaoi)

Oikawa's POV:

"IWA CHAN!" I jumped and tosses the ball directly into his hand and before I could blink it slammed on the other side of the court.

Yes! We won the first set! ..uh oh. I realised I had no control over where my body was falling and I suddenly felt my ankle twist around as I slammed into the side table.

My vision was blurry for a second because of the pain rushing to my ankle- but I shook my head and opened my eyes to iwa chan directly in front of me.

"Iwa-"

"OIKAWA. Are you okay??" He hastily shouted.

"I- yeah-" I was cut off by the sudden motion of him pulling me to my feet.

"Thanks iwa cha- ow ow ow." I winced as I tried to put pressure on my ankle.

"Oikawa!"

"Is everything okay?" I turned and saw Coach walking towards us.

"Sir- Oikawa's injured!" Iwa chan pointed at me.

My eyes widened. Why is he so concerned about me? "I- no no- Im totally fine!" I tried to walk away. Big mistake. "Ah!" I winced in pain as I bent down and clutched my ankle.

"I see. Iwaizumi- please take him to the bus and get him an ice pack from the first aid kit. He can rest there and we'll switch out players for you two." Coach pointed towards the doors.

"Right away." Iwa chan put my arm around him and he helped me stumble to the door.

We had taken a bus here for a practice game and so it was parked outside the gym. Iwa helped me through the door and let it shut behind him. Then when we were finally out of sight only anyone- he suddenly picked me up bridal style and started carrying me.

"I-Iwa Chan??" I was flustered.

"Tch. It's not a big deal shittykawa- it'd be an asshole move on my behalf to make you actually walk all the way there. Plus its faster this way." He turned his face away.

I couldn't help but stare at his arm muscles that were flexing from holding me up. I smirked playfully, forgetting about the pain.

"Aww, is my Iwa-chan blushing from holding me? You know.. you're holding me like how they do at a wedding. Remember when we got married?" I bubbly exclaimed, placing my hand on his cheek and turning him back to face me.

"SHITTYKAWA! We were like 5!" He blushed as he reached the bus doors. He set me down and opened the doors. "Do you need help up the stairs?" He asked.

"No I got it." I jumped my way up them and then used the bus seats kind of as crutches until I took a seat towards the back of the bus.

I looked over to see if Iwa-Chan was going to sit down next to me- but then I remembered he had to get the emergency ice pack.

I looked back out the window.

"Here." I looked up and he handed it to me.

"...thanks, my lovely Iwa chan!" I smiled as he sat down next to me.

"Tch." He blushed.

"Iwwwaaaa chaaaannnnnnn." I said with a bored tone.

"What?" He asked annoyedly.

"Remember that you kissed me when we were 5?" I batted my eye lashes.

"Haaaahhh??? OF COURSE I DO. WHY ARE YOU BRINGING THAT UP??" He panicked into his hands.

"Well.. I was just thinking- that we were each other's first kiss!" I remarked, looking all innocent, and pretending to not notice it was irritating him.