"I still can't believe we're actually here." Oikawa said as he stood on the dock, gazing at the sun that was slowly making it way down behind the waves.
They were in their final year of college, and a week ago Japan won the Olympics with Oikawa as their official setter.
After years and years of dedication, sleepless nights, unbearable pain in his knee, tears and screams, it was there.
His goal, his dream, it was right in front of his eyes, as we watched the ball fall on the opposite team's court, them being unable to save it.
It went by in slow motion, like a bliss of pure happiness, and then he felt his teammates hugging him, shouting and even crying.
But the best thing there was, was hearing Iwaizumi shout his name from the crowd, and then he knew he made it.
They made it.
Iwaizumi hugged him from back, wrapping his arms around Oikawa's torso.
"Well, you deserved it, and I'm proud of you." he stated, kissing his neck softly.
Oikawa couldn't be happier. At that point his life was so perfect that it almost seemed unreal. So unreal that all the time he was afraid that it could all dissapear, that he could wake up.
He turned around and faced Iwaizumi, who's eyes reflected the sunset behind him.
"It wouldn't be possible without you, you know that."
Iwaizumi smirked arrogantly.
"Yeah, I do."
He leaned in and captured Oikawa's salty lips with his own, turning the kiss into passionate one, but it carried all the unspoken tenderness and love for each other.
"But!" Oikawa started, pushing confused Iwaizumi back. "You can't visit a beach, especially a beach in Portugal without playing volleyball on it, right?"
"You just can't help yourself, can you?" Iwaizumi sighed.
"Nope." Oikawa was already making little happy jumps while walking towards the net, where a bunch of boys played.
They happily accepted the newcomers, recognizing Oikawa's serves immediately.
He did what he loved, with a man he loved beside him.
Nothing could possibly go wrong.
Or could it?
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"C'mon, can't you just take a break?" Iwaizumi growled while Oikawa was paying for two rented bikes for him and Iwa. He wanted to ride all over Lisbon, and that's exactly what he was going to do.
"But we haven't been doing anything for the past week except for that one volleyball match!" Oikawa pouted, taking Iwa's hand.
"Yes, which lasted for 6 full sets just because you were too hyped and those poor boys were thrilled to meet you so they stayed, even though your team won all sets." Iwa rolled his eyes, but still didn't let Oikawa's hand.
"That was a week ago. Since then, only exercise I've been doing is fucking with y..."
"Shhh, okay! I'll go on a ride with you, geez, we're in public!"
"So what, everyone knows we're a thing anyways. Not like I'm really quiet while we do it, though."
Iwaizumi just ignored his word even though he was happy about that fact. There was nothing he enjoyed more then making the tough captain Oikawa Tooru weak and moaning mess under him in bed.
They rode down the streets of Lisbon, heading to the sea. Oikawa was leading because Iwaizumi had literally no sense of direction, and Oikawa could remember the way even if he had just passed by once.
"Okay, I think we have to take a left here!" Oikawa shouted and turned his head to see if Iwa was close to him.
Iwaizumi, who had his eyes on the road all the time, caught a glimpse of car coming from that street toward them.
"Oikawa, watch out!" he shouted a slammed on the brakes, but Oikawa had no time to do it.
His bike crashed into the car and he fell few meters away, hitting his head against the road.
Nothing could go wrong, right?
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A/N
I'M SO SO SO TERRIBLY SORRY FOR THIS AWFUL HIATUS BUT I'VE BEEN SO BUSY AND I HOPE SOMEONE IS STILL READING THIS
I'm in vacation right now so I got all inspired and came with a great plot twist for this( I had no idea what to do with if before lmao don't kill me)
And I'm sorry if you've been hurt by this in any way
And I'm sorry for all the mistakes I have no time to edit I'm writing this on the beach lol
Stay tuned, God loves ya and I love ya
