Not just a script! OiSuga

Chapter 1

[A/n: After YEARS of not writing and saying goodbye to wattpad. You're favourite gay haikyuu writer is BACK with an awfully depressing OiSuga book with a happy ending. All trigger warnings and extra information will be in the comments attached at the bottom of this chapter as always. I hope you enjoy.]

[Also there's a lot of POV swaps in this chapter. it's just to set the characters then it'll be normal after this]

[Oh, and for a welcoming back present: make sure to comment as much as u can!(: ]

Oikawa's POV:

My arm swung around Iwaizumi's neck, making him stumble a bit as i startled him since he wasn't too prepared for someone to throw themselves on him. "Goo-od morning Iwa-chan!" I greeted with a wide grin and an energetic tone. "Oh, sorry for intruding." I added when i'd noticed the girl standing in front of us. She was pretty, nothing spectacular or specifically eye catching about her, but averagely attractive.

She stared up at me in shock but i could almost see a twinkle in her eyes.
I think that's a skill i have. Seeing things in peoples eyes. I think it's beautiful, but i only find it intriguing when it's someone i'm actually interested in.
I couldn't help but glare at the girl. "You're not intruding anything." Iwaizumi sighed, shrugging my arm off his shoulders. Rude. "I guess i have to do three laps around the gym for being late?"

I had gone out of the gym to search for Iwa, he's never late so i new something must be holding him up. "Well... since you were talking to a girl.... Kidding, no excuses. Three laps Iwa-chan." I acted like this was a punishment but i knew Iwaizumi took every second of practice to get as much done as possible. Three laps for him is just an added warm up. I admired that. I can add it to the list of things i admire about Iwa-chan.

"Yes Captain." He mumbled.
Jeez, what's up with him today.
He turned away to start walking back to the gym, grabbing my wrist in the process to drag me along. Leaving the girl standing there without a word. Poor girl?

"What was that about?" I asked, referring to the earlier stranger talking to him of course. "Oh! oh! Don't tell me she confessed to you!"

"Oh, it was a confession." Iwa faced me with a more bitter than sweet smile. "Not for me though."

"Oh... sorry."
Girls in this school think it's acceptable to go to Iwaizumi to confess their feelings for me. The first couple of times it was a laugh. But it started getting essesive the third time round and the time after that. Worst of all it made Iwaizumi mad. 
I cleared my throat, forcing the most natural smile i could plaster. "Well, enough chatter. Three laps Iwa-chan."

Sugawara's POV

"Su-ugaa!" Hinata shouted as he ran towards me with inhuman speed. I subconsciously lifted my arms in front of my face as a reflex for protection, fearing he wouldn't stop in time and run right into me. (He's done it before i'm not paranoid).

Luckily, i didn't get attacked by a small ginger as he did manage to stop in front of me. "Hinata, hi!" I forced a grin on my face.
No matter how many times i have to force this smile, never will it feel nice on my face. Never will my muscles feel relaxed or natural. "What's up?" And i have no trust that it ever will.

"Wellll..." He dragged on the word which immediately told me he wanted something.

"Get it over with." I signed in a way that sounded just playful enough to not seem annoyed. I wasn't annoyed! But nor was i entertained. Or anything really. I felt like an actor reading a script and every queue. Just saying words and forcing tones when i'm supposed to to please the audience. I'm merely an actor in a play. A long, long play.