The Final Year [Iwaizumi X Reader]

Fourteen : Needed You

CONTENT WARNING: ANGST

As the crowd dies down from the announcement and celebration of the victory for the guys, I chase out the door Oikawa fled through.

His exit seem to exhibit something hidden but raw. Something only I could figure out.

When I had suggested earlier that he might've been jealous, I couldn't rid the thought.

Could he be jealous of Iwaizumi and I...?

No! Oikawa knows his place...he's my best friend. He would never...

Or is this a facade he wants me to believe?

I shake the thoughts free and keep going on the hunt.

I run fast and almost miss the dodges from the doorway and frames. I crane my neck left and right down both intersecting hallways. I see a glooming figure slowly exiting the door.

I know that's him. The glimmer upon the teal shoulder stripes and the highlighted logo on the back didn't need to convince me more than it did.

"Tooru!" I firmly yell. I wasn't in the mood for respecting him right now. This needed to be done.

He stops in his tracks and turns to me, his face hidden in the shadows and in fate.

He's pissed, really pissed.

"So....dropping formalities now?" He suggests, his voice deep and low.

"No! I'm trying to understand you. Why can't you just let it go. Why can't you be happy for Iwaizumi?"

He pauses, and looks to me with a dart and a subtle decline in his eyes. The kind that makes you shiver in your shoes. The kind that makes you instantly regret your gracing upon their existence.

The one that you rarely saw Oikawa commit to.

"Oh I'm happy...happy he's not beating you to a pulp..."

"He never did that!"

Oikawa walks closer to me, his face seeming to hide all of his pent-up anger, "then what was the bruise on your wrist? The tear in your ankle? The grip on your shirt? That wasn't some coincidence. That was him! And his confusing shit that lead to this!" He gestures his hands, insinuating the relationship.

"You say it like he tried to kill me..." I say softly, looking away from him. I couldn't face him right now.

Not when the sudden burden of emotions was about to erupt.

Tears starting to burn my eyes, and run down my red cheeks.

"He would've if I let him. But I didn't. I never would. Because you mean too much to me as it is. The fact you're throwing away my loyalty for something so wrong hurts. Not just the idea of being left out, but the idea of being thrown away..." he trails off, looking so deeply upon me, and shedding a few tears of his own.

I look from my peripherals and see him, trying to hide his sudden rage of tears. I felt so broken and unsure. I didn't want to hurt him.

I just couldn't hurt the one that helped the hurt.

I look to him and reach for his hand, but he backpedals. His hand behind his back and hidden from my sight.

I gasp under my breath, looking to his eyes that now grace the floor.

"Y/n...you mean so much to me. I don't want to see you get hurt. I don't want this to go on and become something it shouldn't. I want to believe it will be something of such beauty and triumph. But Iwa is an unpredictable kind. You don't know what you're gonna get from him..."