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confessions <3 (fluff)

Oikawa has always considered himself to be a charming, confident kind of guy. He's also certain other people think of him in this way. Yet, unfortunately for him, this persona doesn't apply when he is with his childhood best friend and crush. His Iwa-chan.

It's not as if Oikawa loses his nerve completely around Iwaizumi, he's made a few smooth, cunning advances in the past. It's simply that he is showing the most real, true version of himself possible, and he can't put up the same unwavering act of confidence that he does around everyone else.

It's because of this, that Oikawa has found himself in the mess of a confession he is in right now.

'God, Hajime, I always knew you were dense but it's like you've completely lost every single brain cell yo-'

Oikawa's complaint was swiftly cut off with an aggressive pillow to the face, thrown by none other than his darling, beloved..

'Iwa-chan!!!'

'That's what you get Shittykawa.', Iwaizumi half spoke-half chuckled this, and the setter struggled to fight the urge to kiss the bright, wide smile off of his ace's face.

Hajime's laugh had always been comparable to heaven for Oikawa. Maybe it had to do with the fact that he knew it was a sound reserved solely for him. Whatever the reason, Oikawa knew he'd treasure the rare music forever.

He was, in fact, so lost in the sound of laughter, that he had almost forgotten what he was trying to say.

Almost.

'Ok, fine, whatever Iwa. Just listen properly this time, okay? I don't want to have to dumb it down for you anymore than I already have.'

Oikawa immediately ceased his teasing rambling upon feeling the glare of Iwaizumi's wrath burning holes into the side of his face. It was so intense that he didn't even need to shift his gaze from the floor to know that he should stop teasing and get on with his little speech.

'Erm, okay. deep breaths, Tooru.'

'Here we go..'

'When I say I like you, Haji, I mean I've sorta been in love with you since we were 12 and I don't know how to stop. I mean I'm gay as fuck and I'm so completely, utterly whipped for you. Well, I'm bi, but oh god, I might as well be gay. I mean, really, I don't think you understand how obsessed with you I am.'

'Shittyka-'

'No, Iwa, let me finish. I know you don't like me like that. I know. God, you aren't even the slightest bit gay.'

'Tooru, wh-'

'No, I get it. Listen, just reject me gently, please? It'll take me a while to get over you, but I know I can do it, I'm already halfway there. I just need some space from you for-'

'Oikawa.' The said boy gulped at the low growl buried within the spiker's tone.

'I-I-Iwaizumi.'

'Shut the fuck up, Tooru.'

The sharp, threatening edge to Iwaizumi's voice instantly made Oikawa look up, only for his eyes to be met with a fuming and exceedingly frustrated scowl.

He felt a frown starting to form on his own face, but he quickly replaced it with a lopsided half-smile.

'Tch.'

'Don't do that fake smile, Kawa. You know I hate it.'

'Now, listen. If you had actually let me speak instead of rambling for half of the world, you'd know that firstly, I'm gay. Gay as shit. About as straight as a roundabout. And you'd also know that I've been in love with you since I was 10.'

'So there, pft, you're so fucking dumb sometimes I swear.'

Oikawa was unable to move. He found himself unable to even so much as blink. He just let his mouth hang slightly open, with his head titled to the side, and his eyebrows furrowed in confusion and disbelief.

He could barely form a coherent sentence, but he had to try because there was no way he would let Hajime get away without any clarification that this wasn't all a dream.

'Y-y-you, wait, you wh-wha?'

A smile briefly spread across Iwaizumi's face, before he broke out into roaring laughter.

'You look so dumb right now, Kawa,'

'God, yes, I'm in love with you. Have been for longer than you. So I win.'

The sudden competition that Oikawa never knew existed was enough to reboot Oikawa back into a fully-functioning version of himself.

'No, Iwa-chan. You don't win anything because there was never a competition about this. Shut up. You didn't win.'

A pout crept onto Tooru's face, yet he made no effort to fight it off and instead sat on the edge of his bed, sulking. He looked composed on the outside but inside his mind and heart were racing at 1000 miles per hour, and he had no idea how to calm himself and prevent a heart attack.

The setter decided to close his eyes, partly for more dramatic effect to his sulky act, but also partly to give himself a chance to collect his thoughts and figure out what to do next.

Oikawa has always considered himself to be a charming, confident kind of guy, but now he reconsidered this and wondered how one person could wreck this image of him and turn him into a panting mess. He had no time to determine if Iwaizumi still thought of him this way, as in the brief, fleeting moments before he planned to open his eyes, Oikawa felt a pair of soft, chapped lips meet his own.

It was at this exact moment that Oikawa knew he was definitely not a charming, confident kind of guy, because as soon as the lips met his, he instinctively jerked himself back, in turn, falling off of his bed with a loud, booming, thud.

Despite this, he was able to sit up with laughter bubbling in his chest because he knew his Iwa-chan would love him, no matter how nervous or awkward or clumsy he was.

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omg, help this makes no sense and i wanted to write something so i wrote this on the spot without planning and i cba to proofread. sorry that this was literally absolute shit bsdfvhgvbhfvi

this was supposed to be a confession one shot that started half way through oikawa's confession but i dont think i really made that clear fsdfb

also omg this took me two hours to write somehow even tho it was so short and unplanned?!?!?!?