Haikyuu // Oneshots

ˏˋ 'ˎIwaOi✦ ˚

summary: iwaizumi is struggling through a summer semester of college with his roommate osamu when oikawa, in argentina playing with club atlético san juan, pays an unexpected visit. but when it's revealed that oikawa is in california for more than just a vacation, the strength of their relationship is tested.

no trigger warnings apply

enjoy <3

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Iwaizumi spent his summer nights holed up in his dorm room, trying his best not to tear his hair out. Taking two summer classes should be a breeze compared to a 12 hour schedule, especially since he'd taken them during the spring semester.

After earning a respectable 39 in Biology and a 46 in Calculus, he had to take them again. Turns out, they were just as hard as the first time, and remembering a few vocab words from the first round wasn't enough to save him.

A knock sounded at the door, startling him. "What?" He yelled, pushing his chair out from under the desk to stand up.

"Taco delivery," called a familiar voice from the other side of the door.

He opened it to find Osamu standing there, wearing Christmas pajamas and a black snapback. He held up the take out bag proudly next to his smiling face.

Iwaizumi snatched the tacos and shut the door.

"I don't have a key," said Osamu. "You have to let me in."

"This isn't your dorm."

"It is every other month of the year," he said. He stuck his shoe in the crack beneath it. "Please? I just got you food."

"Yeah, so you'd have an excuse to try the new tex-mex place."

"Hajime, you selfish asshole, let me into my room."

Iwaizumi burst out laughing, and finally opened the door.

"Do you get kicks out of watching people snap?"

"How'd you tell?" Asked Iwaizumi, falling back into his chair. He opened the bag and stacked everything out on the desk: two beef tacos, one chicken, and an order of chips and guac.

"A hunch," said Osamu, sitting down on the bottom bunk. "I don't know how anyone stands you."

"You do," Said Iwaizumi. "Chip?"

Osamu leaned forward to take the tortilla chip from Iwaizumi's hand.

"What brings you here?"

"Well," said Osamu, leaning back, "no one has seen you for four days and we were worried you would starve to death."

"You know I always have the minifridge stocked," he said with a shrug.

"Protein shakes aren't food, Iwa," said Osamu. "You weren't even at work Saturday."

"I got off."

"Joyce let you off on a weekend?"

"Yeah," said Iwaizumi, taking a bite of his taco. He shut his eyes in bliss. His favorite protein shake came in three flavors, but none of them compared to this. "I said I was sick, though."

Osamu's jaw dropped. "Man, what happened to you? You've never lied to an authority figure before."

"That's a really odd comment to make," said Iwaizumi, covering his mouth as he chewed.

"It's true. Remember the cowboy incident?"

"Do not," Iwaizumi snapped, holding up his hand. "Bring that up."