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Part 8

𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝔹𝕦𝕚𝕝𝕥 𝕐𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕎𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕤 𝕋𝕠𝕠 ℍ𝕚𝕘𝕙

𝔸𝕟𝕕 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖'𝕤 ℕ𝕠 𝕆𝕟𝕖 𝕋𝕠 𝕃𝕠𝕧𝕖 𝕐𝕠𝕦

𝕎𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕋𝕣𝕒𝕡 

𝕐𝕠𝕦𝕣𝕤𝕖𝕝𝕗 

𝕀𝕟𝕤𝕚𝕕𝕖

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Both Iwaizumi and Oikawa got closer to each other over the coming months, and though Oikawa still proclaimed how much he hated Iwaizumi they were pretty much inseparable. Granted, they still took the p!ss out of each other, but they weren't trying to kill each other, and that's all anybody was really worried about. But despite spending so much time together, Oikawa had not once been to Iwaizumi's Kingdom, let alone castle.

"Oh, Iwa-chan~" Oikawa hummed, glancing at the shorter male.

"What do you want, Sh!ttykawa?" Iwaizumi asked, taking another sip of water.

"I want to go to your Kingdom." Iwaizumi spat out the water he was drinking, it, unfortunately, soaking Oikawa, who just scowled. "What the hell, Iwa? I know we're supposed to be enemies and all, but was that really necessary?"

"Sorry, 'Kawa." Iwaizumi handed Oikawa a towel to help dry himself, which Oikawa took with a small huff.

"What's wrong with you?" Oikawa asked, drying himself

"I'm not taking you to my Kingdom. And if I ever do manage to get your hand in marriage, we will not be going back to that Kingdom." Iwaizumi told him, and Oikawa looked up at him.

"Iwa..." Oikawa punched him in the face, and when Iwaizumi stumbled back, Oikawa kicked him to the ground.

"Dafuq was that for?" Iwaizumi glared at the brunette, who gave him a sickly sweet smile.

"The punch was for ruining the mood. The kick was for hiding something from me. And this-" Oikawa stood on Iwaizumi's stomach, putting his full weight down on him, causing Iwaizumi to go into a flurry of coughs and gasps for air, "-is for mentioning marriage."

Oikawa got off of Iwaizumi, who, after catching his breath, sat up and once again glared at the brunette. "Asshole."

"What was that? You want another punch? It would be my honour, Iwa." Oikawa grinned maliciously

Iwaizumi groaned "Don't do it."

In the distance, Matsukawa shouted, "Do it!"

"Issei!" Iwaizumi scowled

"Sorry. (Not)." A smile tugged at Oikawa's lips as he stared down at Iwaizumi.

"Why can't I come to your Kingdom?" Oikawa asked

"You just can't." Iwaizumi told him, looking away stubbornly.

"That's not a reason, and you know it." Oikawa narrowed his eyes at Iwaizumi.

"Tough luck, that's the only one your getting." Iwaizumi said

"Fine then." Oikawa pouted "I still hate you."

"I know. You haven't let forget since we first met." Iwaizumi had wonder his eyes as he asked the next question. "If you hate me so much, why are you doing this?"

"Makki would want this. He would want me to take this opportunity." Oikawa replied, a hint of sadness in his voice.

"Oh... What about you? What do you want?" Iwaizumi watched Oikawa, who only shrugged.

"It doesn't matter what I want. Never has done, never will do." Oikawa sat down next to Iwaizumi and leaned his head on Iwaizumi's shoulder.

Iwaizumi smirked. "For someone who hates me, you sure do love putting your hands on me."

"You're hot as f!ck and have some nice abs." Oikawa replied, closing his eyes. "Why wouldn't I be all over you?"

"Alright, Princess." Iwaizumi said, a smug look on his face.

"I will break one of your ribs in a minute." Oikawa said, jabbing him in the ribs. "Stop it."

Iwaizumi rolled his eyes "Fine."

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"Love cannot live where there is no trust."