billionaire brat(s) | iwaoi

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Iwaizumi stared at the black, leather notebook staring right back at him. It was scratched in some places and looked terribly old.

He swallowed.

A taped piece of paper on the cover spelled out,

I W A C H A N

Iwaizumi exhaled slowly and went to pick it up but then,

"Iwa-chan!"

Iwaizumi shut the drawer at lightning speed and laid back down, one arm behind his head.

Oikawa came into the bedroom with a tired grin, "missed you—," he laughed a little, "oh, you're in the same position I left you."

Iwaizumi let out a stuttering breath.

Oikawa raised his eyebrows as he took off his and coat and shoes, "something wrong?"

"Just tired."

"Ah. Me too. . . Let me go freshen up, okay?"

Oikawa walked into his closet and came back clutching a pair of boxers. He then went into the bathroom and came out a few minutes later, only wearing the black boxers and makeup off.

He got into the covers with Iwaizumi and scooted closer to the latter, "Iwa-chan. I'm so tired." Oikawa kissed his shoulder.

"You can go to sleep if you want." He nodded at Oikawa, ignoring his incredibly fast heart threatening to burst out any moment.

Oikawa blinked up at him with a beaming smile, "really? You won't mind?"

Iwaizumi shook his head.

"Then, will you stay?" Oikawa asked.

"You want me to?"

"Yes, please."

He kissed the top of Oikawa's head, "then, of course I will."

Oikawa let out a low pleased sound and rested his head on top of iwiazumi's chest. After a few seconds, Oikawa lifted his head to stare at him in alarm, "your heart is really fast, everything okay?"

He nodded, "I'm just not used to being so close to you."

Oikawa laughed up at him, "get used to it, I'm not going any where."

Iwaizumi's cheeks coloured and he glared at Oikawa playfully, wrapping his arms around the older man, "go to sleep, idiot."

Oikawa spoke after a minute, "Iwa-chan?"

"Hm."

" . . . please don't be gone in the morning."

". . .I'm here."

Oikawa snuggled up even closer to him.

-

When Oikawa fell asleep with soft, barely audible snores, Iwaizumi detangled himself from the other and slowly got up.

Carefully opening the drawer while keeping his eyes on Oikawa, he slowly retrieved the diary.

He left the bedroom, slowly shutting the door behind him.

Iwaizumi walked a little farther to sit on one of the couches in the open living room and pulled his knees up, he put the diary in the space between his chest and legs and carefully opened it to first page.

He hoped Oikwa wouldn't hear his rapid heartbeat and uneven breathing from across the hall.

He blinked down at the page,

2:51 pm
Ag: 7

Deer dairy
Hi
mom gav me dis dairy
I m lerning to spell
mom sad I can taak to U if I can rite leters
I no she is lieing so I dont get sad but it feels nise to rite to U
Ok bye