This feels like... falling in love.

Chapter 1

Iwaizumi Hajime's Pov

I walked into my apartment, shutting the door behind me. "Shittykawa are you back?" I called from the door way, removing my coat and walking to Oikawa's door. I knocked at the door and waited for an answer. When I put my ear against his door I momentarily heard a few shuffling sounds.

"Hey Assakawa I'm coming in, I hope it's you in there." I opened the door quickly. I was shocked to see a smaller girl with short black hair, under him. Even where she was, she looked like she had control over them, more-so, she looked dominant. 

"Mmmhm" Oikawa moaned into the smaller girl's mouth. I turned quickly, realizing that I haven't been noticed, and slammed his door shut. I grabbed my coat from off the coat hanger and went back into my car.

I waited for a few minutes when I saw Oikawa exit the apartment in his jeans and a tight white shit. I nearly gaged when I saw the girl catch up to him, and look around. I could see her lips moving, and she hugged him, and started down the stairs. Oikawa looked around nervously, when he spotted my car. His expression softened and then hardened when he saw my look of anger, and disgust, and depression, but worst of all jealousy. He put up his hand, signaling for me to wait, then ran down the stairs. As the girl who was with him moments before exited the stairwell, I saw what she looked liked up close. She had short, bobbed hair. Wore boyish clothing, such as a flannel and black pants. She also seemed athletic. In other words, she seemed like me. She also had a colder expression, that I could sense was pure annoyance. 

I turned on my car, putting on  'Goner' by Twenty One Pilots, and putting my car in reverse. As I pulled out of the stall, Oikawa descended down the stairs. I quickly put my car in-drive, and decided I probably wouldn't be going home tonight. As I pulled out of our apartment building complex, I heard Oikawa's screams from outside the car. I turned up my music, driving away.

Oikawa Tooru's Pov

I tried calling after Iwa-chan's car, knowing it was him who saw, who slammed my door, who gave me a look of jealousy, who worried me, who won't share his feelings but for a slice of time I could see his emotions, who made me run down the stairs at a pace so in-humane, I didn't know how I could still stand. I sat down on the curb, feeling tears well up in my eyes. The human water fall began, in-able to stop.

"I-iwa-chan!" I called out, covering my face in shame, even though the parking lot was empty, and cold. The only reason I even slept with her was to erase his body from my mind. I couldn't stand not being able to have the balls to actually ask him out, so I sometimes watched him bathe when he didn't look, since our apartment has a bath house.

I began to cry harder. I couldn't have him and I wasn't sure that I'd ever. These feelings that stayed inside of me built up so much that they came out as tears. Every tear for every time I slept with a girl who looked like him, who did unforgivable things that I'd imagine it to be with him, or wished that he love me, or something, anything.

I stood up and went back inside our apartment. I didn't meant to anger him, or even make him jealous. I went to his bedroom. Slipping off my own clothes, I grabbed one of his bigger shirts. It smelled like him. I walked to his bed, burrowing myself under his blankets.

"I-iwa-chan..." I felt tears run down my cheek before I fell asleep.

Author's Note:

Sorry It's super short. I'll try and write more. I know it kinda developed fast but that's how it's supposed to be. I'm planning on making this a longer fic. Please share with your friends! ~Gracie