A Random Book of Trashy Haikyuu Oneshots

Iwaizumi Hajime x Jealous! Reader: A Trivial Matter

You silently crept up to the second floor of Aoba Johsai's gymnasium to watch the practice of the male volleyball team. You leaned on the railing as you superglued your eyes on the third-year ace player, Iwaizumi Hajime. You had been close with him ever since you were young, and you spent your childhood days with him and Oikawa Tooru.

Well, that closeness to the ace developed into a severe crushing. Formerly, you were able to talk to him without stammering and getting tongue-tied with your words, but now, you blush madly in front of him, and that makes you turn into a blushing, bumbling mess.

As you watched Iwaizumi spike the ball with a great amount of force, the color red makes its way into your (s/c) cheeks, and your cheers dedicated for your crush resonates throughout the gym. As you saw a huge crowd gazing at you, you immediately cowered in embarrassment, covered your mouth, and kept quiet.

You kept on looking intently at the ace player, who was able to spike almost any ball that Oikawa sets to him. Almost. Why? One of the balls he spiked accidentally ricocheted its way up to the second floor, making everyone else dodge it, but, your face was sacrificed in the process. You yelped in pain, then fell down. You then gasped as you felt the effect of the ball's impact. Blood was trickling down your nose, and you made a futile attempt to stop the bleeding.

"I'm really sorry, (Y/N)-chan!", Iwaizumi apologized frantically as soon as he had reached you,

"N-No.. It's OK, Hajime!", you dismissed him as you did your best to mask the pain with a cheeky grin.

Your eyes widened in shock as he carried you bridal style towards the infirmary.

"I-I said it's OK!", you reasoned out to the ace, hoping that he'll drop you from his hold.

"Don't lie, (Y/N). You ain't a good liar. And how can you say you're OK if you're crying?", Iwaizumi spoke solemnly.

You then put your hands in your eyes, and sure enough, you felt your tears trickle down your face.

"This is nothing! This is a trivial matter!", you protested.

"Shut up. If you say another word, I'll gladly hit you."

You instantly turned silent, and as you reached the infirmary, he said goodbye to you, and went back to the gym to resume his practice. You sighed as you sat on the bed, holding an ice pack to lessen the pain of your broken nose. You were all by yourself, so you decided to use that opportunity to rest.

As the bleeding halted, you laid yourself down on the bed, and covered yourself with the sheets. As much as you want to take a short nap, you just can't.

Your mind was thinking one of those exasperating thoughts again, and those thoughts bothered you for ages. They all revolved around girls confessing to your beloved Iwaizumi, and he accepts those confessions. You had concluded that your mind was so cruel for formulating those nonsense.

You growled in annoyance, then threw the ice pack with brute force.

"No! No! Stop thinking those thoughts, (Y/N)!", you softly scolded yourself.

Just then, as if on cue, salty tears cascaded down your (s/c) cheeks. You quickly stood up, thanked the school nurse, then ran out of the infirmary. You wiped the tears in your eyes using the sleeves of your uniform, then went back up to the gym's second floor.

Iwaizumi waved at you, then you waved back at him with a forced grin. You just can't let everyone know that you're jealous of no one in particular. You don't want to reveal that your jealousy was only a product of your stupid little mind.

"Oh! Iwaizumi-Senpai is so cool!", a girl cooed.

Your blood boiled within a split second. You mentally castigated yourself for getting jealous. What if Iwaizumi rejects her? But the chances of acceptance, in your opinion, was greater than rejection. You glared at the girl who cooed over how cool Iwaizumi was, and as you concluded that she was gorgeous, stunning, and alluring, you stormed out of the gym, while forgetting to bring your bag along with you.

You then broke down at the seemingly empty corridor closest to the gym.

"What's with me? Am I not good enough?!", you screamed madly.

'You aren't!', your evil little mind yelled back at you.

A series of why's played in your head repeatedly like a broken record. You kept on bellowing in rage as you slapped yourself over and over again, making your cheeks turn red.

"(L/N)-Senpai!"

You turned your head to see who had called you, and you saw Kindaichi holding your bag with a close-eyed grin.

"This belongs to you, am I right?", he inquired as he showed your (favorite color) backpack.

You nodded your head in response and took your backpack.

"Thanks for bringing it to me, Yutaro-kun...", you thanked him.

"Senpai, why were you yelling?", asked Kindaichi.

"It's nothing. I was just lashing out since... uh..  you know, I failed the Math quiz! Gosh! It was so hard, it consisted of 100 items with those long solutions and quadratic formulas! It was mind boggling to even think about those expressions and equations!", you lied through your teeth.

Kindaichi seems to have bought your alibi, judging from the way he nodded his head, and how muttered an awkward "OK" in response to your pretty obvious lie.

"Ah. Yutaro-kun, have you seen Hajime?", you asked him.

"Well, yeah. Iwaizumi-Senpai is still at the gym, well.. talking to someone.."

"OK!", you answered as you sprinted towards the gym at the speed of light.

Kindaichi shrugged, rolled his eyes, then wore his white Aoba Johsai jacket as you ran away from him.

You entered the gym, and you actually wished that you didn't think about going there in the first place.

"I-I-Iwaizumi-Senpai! I r-r-really like you! Please go out with me!", the girl confessed.

Iwaizumi blushed madly, then smiled. Then, they walked hand in hand, and the ace, shockingly didn't acknowledge your presence. You bit your lip and resisted the overwhelming urge to hit someone.

"I'm not going to cry! This is just... a trivial matter...", you murmured angrily to yourself as you began to sob loudly.

Yes, the person you had loved for eons is basically ruining your life by accepting someone else. You just treated it like it was a simple matter, but deep inside, you were breaking into a million pieces. There is nothing you could do except... smile, and act like nothing ever happens.

A/N: -mutters Filipino curse words-
This was awfully AGONIZING to write. OMG.. Surprisingly, this is inspired by my jealousy towards an OC who is paired with Iwa-chan.. -slapped- T3T
Yeah. Weird author izh weird, oyaoya. Sumimasen, minna-san. T.T
But I love seeing Iwaizumi x OCs, because it calms me when I know that there are many fans who love my bae. And I ain't that selfish with him as you think I am. -kicked towards Pluto-  *.*
Shoutout to all Iwaizumi Hajime fangirls! Y'know that Iwa-chan is so hawt, sexy, handsome, and-- -gets steamrolled-
Ok. I should stop ranting, now. Ja ne!
-the-lone-idiot