Phone Call: A Haikyuu!! Oneshot (IWAOI) [boyxboy]

Chapter One

AN: Way more intense than the KageHina fic. Proceed with caution.

Top Iwa. Bottom Oi.

Enjoy the gay!

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Warning: contains boy x boy (yaoi), lemon, smut, homosexuality, literal porn

Pairing: Iwaizumi Hajime x Oikawa Tooru (Haikyuu!!)

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"Iwa-chan, can you walk me home today?"

It was around 5:30 pm on a normal Friday. Volleyball practice had just ended, sweat was dripping down everyone's foreheads, and Oikawa was already happily whispering into Iwaizumi's ear. He sighed audibly, taking a big whiff of Iwaizumi's intoxicating post-practice scent.

"Hm?" Iwaizumi asked, looking at Oikawa's twinkling chocolate-colored eyes. "Yeah, sure, Oikawa."

The brunette smiled warmly at his boyfriend, the edges of his eyes crinkling slightly as he leaned forward to place his lips upon his. Iwaizumi's eyes shut slowly, his hands reaching to coil around Oikawa's waist, rubbing circles onto his hipbones. Despite him knowing that they were still in the gym and were surrounded by their teammates, Oikawa slid his tongue across the ravenette's bottom lip, letting out a small, mumbled moan when Iwaizumi's hands clutched his short-clad backside.

"Oikawa, Iwaizumi," Hanamaki said, his lips forming a smirk with a laughing Matsukawa behind him. "Please try to control your overwhelming urges while you are in public."

"Try to withhold the PDA, yeah?" Matsukawa added with a laugh, crossing his arms.

Oikawa frowned and creased his eyebrows, releasing Iwaizumi and mimicking Matsukawa's actions like a child. "To be blunt with you, Makki," he drawled in a low tone. "Until right now, I kept my mouth shut about you and Mattsun getting it on in the locker room."

Hanamaki blushed and opened his mouth to stutter something angrily, but nothing seemed to come out. Oikawa turned to face Matsukawa, whose face was sweating and paling slightly.

"Try to make sure that the door is locked, yeah?" the brunette said to Matsukawa.

Iwaizumi snorted a laugh.

"Let's go, Iwa-chan!" Oikawa said, obviously pleased with himself. He looped his arm around Iwaizumi's and dragged him out of the gym, leaving his teammates to wallow in their embarrassment by themselves.

Once they got out and were out of earshot, Iwaizumi narrowed his eyes at Oikawa. They walked to the brunette's house side by side, hand in hand. "You're so mean to them."

"But I wanted to kiss you," Oikawa whined, pouting in a way that made his bottom lip stick out; the same way that Iwaizumi found extremely adorable.

"You can't kiss me in public, Oikawa."

"Fine, then," Oikawa said, stopping in his tracks and suddenly thinking of an idea. He dropped Iwaizumi's hand and placed his own hands on his hips. "You can't get any kisses from me anymore, Iwa-chan." He said that with much confidence, expecting Iwaizumi to protest. (AN: ooo scary)