"so," oikawa paused as awkward silence engulfed them, "you comfortable down there?" iwaizumi just hummed in reply as oikawa heard him turn to the other side. "hey iwa-cha-- iwaizumi,"
"yes?"
"your name's so long, can i call you something shorter?" oikawa asked as he propped himself on his elbows, facing iwaizumi downwards.
"yeah, sure, what name do you have in mind?" iwaizumi questioned as he turned to face oikawa.
"how about iwa-chan?" the brunette tilted his head, as if asking for approval. suddenly, hajime began to clutch his forehead as if he's in pain. "iwaizumi? iwaizumi?!" the brunette began to violently shake hajime, but he was in no luck. "kunimi! kindaichi! help!" tooru yelled as kunimi and kindaichi ran to their room.
that was the last thing iwaizumi saw.
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"iwa-chan~" a brunette called out, jumping at iwaizumi, crushing himin the process.
"what do you want, trashykawa?" hajime sighed as he pried the brunette's hands away from him, and decided to push him off him anyway.
"so mean~" the brunette pouted.
"what did you want here anyway?"
"oh, uh, i just wanted you to promise that i'm the only one allowed to call you iwa-chan!" the brunette said as he dusted off his knees, that were clearly tainted with dirt.
"yeah sure, i promise."
hajime didn't know why, but the brunette's face was blurry.
and everything went black.
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sweater weather. | iwaoi
Fanfictionwhere stars were shining brightly, window panes were perfectly aligned, and there was a person made for you; oikawa was made for iwaizumi, but he decided to hide it. completed ; 042716 highest ranking: #226 in short story
