I love you~ { Kunimi x Iwaizumi x Oikawa } Smut - Two Shot

The idea.

Kunimi stood next to his best friend, Kindaichi. Kindaichi was talking about something that was obviously uninteresting to the straight haired male. His dark eyes were instantly glued on to a male that was merely an inch shorter than him; Iwaizumi Hajime. The one person that made Kunimi's heart flutter like a swarm of beautiful butterflies. His eyes scanned Iwaizumi: The fluffy locks of brown-almost black- hair that he just wanted to run his slender fingers through. Those..biceps, he'd find himself staring at them when Iwaizumi went in for a spike. But the thing that Kunimi loved the best was his thighs. They where perfectly muscular, he loved watching him run and watching every twitch in his body-

"Oi, Kunimi! Kunimiii! Oi!" Kindaichi was frantically waving his hand in front of the other males face. This broke Kunimi out of his internal drooling of Iwaizumi. His expression went dull as he turned to Kindaichi with a slight sour look. He did not like it when he was broken out of admiring the wing spiker.

"What is it, Kindaichi?" He spoke, raising one of his fine eyebrows are the onion headed male. Kindaichi sweated slightly, Kindaichi was very, very aware of Kunimi's slight obssession. The spikey haired male rubbed the back of his neck and pointed over to the volleyball court.

"We're starting now, come on." Kindaichi grinned slightly before placing his bag near the bench and jogging over to the rest of his team. Kunimi stayed behind for a moment before placing his stuff down, just as he took a step; He flinched at an annoying sound.

"Iwa-chan~!" Their team captain's voice echoed off the walls. This was the one person that Kunimi simply could not bear. He got way to close to Iwaizummi, touchy feeling and would even flirt with him but, he would always feel happy when Iwaizumi would flat out reject Oikawa, but Kunimi never got on to the fact that Iwaizumi would reject him out of how flustered he was.

Kunimi found out the hard way that Oikawa was dating his crush. The dark straight haired male picked a Tuesday, after practise to confess his feelings and hopefully have a relationship. But not all stories end in Happy endings. Kunimi was stood outside the changing room, thinking about how he would adress and confess, his hand reached out and gently touched the door. Just when he was about to push it open his hand flinched back.

"A-Ah, I-Iwa-chan, here..~?" Oikawa's ragged words stabbed Kunimi right in the heart. Daringly, Kunimi pushed the door far enough were he could peak but not be seen. He bit his lip to keep out from gasping in horror. Iwaizumi had Oikawa against the lockers, his hair was a mess which indicated Oikawa had been pulling at it. Iwaizumi's shirt was a crumpled mess on the floor near his feet; his shorts where around his ankles while Oikawa's where hanging loosely off one of his ankles. Kunimi turned away and ran out, he's never ran so fast. Though, the strange thing was; he wasnt mad at Iwaizumi, he was angry at Oikawa and since then, he sowre to make Oikawa feel the same pain he felt when he saw them in the changing rooms.

"Kunimi?" Kunimi jumped back and blushed when he saw the one and only Iwaizumi in his air space. He quickly wiped the blush of his face, trying to not show any evidence of feelings. He went back to his normal blank, bored face.

"What?" He asked the slightly tanned male, Iwaizumi gestured to the rest of the team, with a glaring Oikawa. Kunimi sent his own little sneaky glare to his captain which went unnotice by everyone but the receiver who gasped comically.

After a few hours of rigourous training, Kunimi collasped on the bench. Sweat rolled down his pale skin. His hands gripped his water bottle as he tilted his head and gulped down the nice cold fresh water. It felt so good against his scratchy throat. His eyes staring at the ceiling. He was thinking about how he was going to achieve his revenge on Oikawa Tooru. That's when it hit him. Iwaizumi was too loyal to cheat on his partner, but what if he was... Influenced? That would work perfectly for Kunimi. He decided that is what he would do.

"Bye!" Kunimi waited patiently for Kindaichi as they walked home. He was itching to get this plan under way. Looking at Kindaichi from the corner of his eyes and when they where far enough away from their team he stopped Kindaichi. Grabbing his bicep and looked at him. Kindaichi tensed lightly; Kunimi would never engage in physical contact with him.

"Kunimi?" He sweated slightly as he looked at his childhood friend in absolute bewilderment. Kunimi stared with an intense seriousness, more than usual.

"Kindaichi, where can I get sex drugs?" He asked, Kindaichi choked on his own saliva. Why would Kunimi want something like that?! And why did he expect him to know?! He stared down at him in total shock.

"What the-Kunimi why?" He blinked slightly, Kunimi sighed and jumped slightly when he heard a voice call out from the shadows Kunimi squinted slightly into an alley way they appeared to have stopped by.

"Ey-Yo, Volleyball nerds-" The voice was slightly deep and thugish. Kindaichi flinched slightly, obviously very scared but Kunimi kept his cool. All he could make out from the shadow was a snapback and he was short, maybe a hint of pink hues.

"Y'all looking for some sex drugs- 'cause I got some- right here. For like-10.99." He pulled out a bag from behind him. Kunimi walked forward and took out his wallet, Kindaichi was shocked-completely and utterly gob smacked from his best friends sudden turn around in personality.

"Here." Kunimi said and handed the male the money. Now closer up, Kunimi spied golden locks and definitely a dark pink eyes. He wondered who he was, but decided to not even split hairs over it.

"Now, if y'all excuse me. I have to get back, runbuns'll be so mad at me." Was what he said before he disappeared in a flash. Kunimi blinked before looking down at the bag in his hands before shoving it into his own bag and walking infront of Kindaichi who followed. He was silenced with his shock.

Kunimi could now put his plan into action.