Haikyuu Imagines

Hajime Iwaizumi ☔️

Word count: 593 words

I held my tears back, refusing to let them slip down my pink tinted cheeks. I will not let myself fall apart in front of him.

"I just." Hajime paused. "I don't think this is going to work."

"You could have figure that out before you led me on for the whole summer." I responded, anger laced in my voice.

"Y/n, it was just some fun-" He began to speak, but I quickly cut him off as rage boiled in my stomach and rising in my throat like bile.

"Just some fun? Are you serious Iwaizume? I honestly cant tell if you're being serious." I scoffed before sucking on my teeth.

"I'm being serious." His light brown eyes stared into mine. "Why would I joke about this?" His hand rose to the back of his neck as he looked away nervously.

I sucked in a deep breath through my nose as I continued to stare at his nonchalant facial expression. "You're unbelievable." I spun around to walk away but before I could take a step forwards his cold hand grabbed onto my arm, pulling me back. As I turned back to him I tugged my arm back harshly. "Don't fucking touch me!" I spat at him. My voice echoing through the empty park. The dim lamp posts being the only source of light for us.

"Why are you being like this?" Iwaizume scoffed. "You're-"

"You don't get to touch me." I snapped, interrupting whatever nonsense he was about to spill from his lips. "You are the one who started this whole thing in the first place." My finger gestured to the both of us.

"I know." His eyes locked onto mine, his beautiful soft brown eyes gazing deeply into me. And just for a second, only a second, I wanted to wrap my arms around his shoulders and lock our lips together as I tangled my fingers in his soft hair.

"Then stop acting like the victim. You wanted this, now you don't. You can't expect me to just be okay with this. Three fucking months Iwaizume. I spent three months glued to your side now you're just throwing me away like some side chick." I nodded my head as I started to connect the pieces in my head. "Unless that's really what I was, just some chick you spent time with, to fuck around with. You never cared about me, especially not my feelings."

"That's not fair Y/n."

"Not fair?" I scoffed loudly. "It's not fair that you made me feel like you actually liked me, like we could actually be something. But I was wrong."

He opened his mouth to say something but quickly snapped his lips shut. His eyes fell blank, like he had no clue what to say next.

"Fuck you." I held both of my hands up, flipping him the bird.

I quickly spun around and started walking off fast enough so he couldn't grab onto me again.

"Y/n!" His voice trailed behind me. "Y/n come back!"

Finally, far enough away that he couldn't hear me or see me clearly. Tears started gushing out of my eyes, the salty liquid pouring down my cheeks and neck. I wrapped my arms around my middle as I held myself close, trying to give myself any form of comfort. My lips trembled as my tears seeped into my mouth, the salt coating my tongue. The cold night air made my tears feel ice cold against my skin.

"Fuck." I mumbled under my breath.