A Shooting Star | IwaOi

❤️Part 5❤️

Iwaizumi's POV:

Warm, he's so warm.

I woke up to the sight of Oikawa cuddling up to me, his head resting on my chest, and his arms wrapped around my torso. Now this was something that I could get used to. I have decided that waking up next to Oikawa, is one of my favourite things to do, other than playing Volleyball, obviously. It was only then, that I remembered all of what happened yesterday, with Oikawa, my mum, Haruhi, and the awkward dinner, that ended up being really good, when my mum and sister (but mainly my mum) said that she accepted me for who I was, and the fact that I was with Oikawa. I just hope that my dad will have the same reaction that she did, but he probably won't be as accepting as quickly as she was. But I understand that it is quite a shock, just being told that your son, that has only ever dated girls, is gay, and dating his childhood best friend.

After about half an hour of me just staring at Oikawa, and running my hands through his soft hair, he finally started shifting around, and then opened his eyes. For a minute, he looked quite confused as to where abouts he was, but after seeing me, he seemed to remember all that happened, and I felt him relax more into me. I wonder when Oikawa will tell his parents? Is he worried that they won't support us? As far as I know, Mrs. Oikawa is pretty okay with gays, so I'm sure she won't care that her son is gay, like my mum didn't.

"Morning sleepyhead."

"Morning Iwa-Chan." He looks up, to face me, and smiles while placing a small kiss on my lips. I smile into the kiss, and try to deepen it, but then Oikawa pulls away smirking, leaving me pouting slightly, at the loss of his perfect lips on mine.

"What was that for?" I ask.

"What were you thinking about?"

"Hmm, oh nothing." If he's gonna play hard to get, then so am I.

"IWAAAA-CHAAAAN!!!!!!!!" Oikawa whines, gently shaking my shoulders.

"Whaaaat?" I copy him, by emphasising the 'a', just like he did.

"Okay fine. If you're not going to tell me what you were thinking about, then I'm gonna have to force you to tell me."

"Yeah? And how are you going to do that?" I coo at him.

"By doing...." He releases his arms from around me, and moves to begin straddling my waist "THIS!!" He brings his hands up, and before I realise what he's about to do, and try to stop him, he starts tickling me, starting at my sides, making his way up to my underarms, that were up from me trying to protect myself, up to my neck, and then finally back to my sides, which he knows is my weak spot. "Now, I'll ask you one more time, what were you thinking about?

In between the fits of hysterical laughter that are pouring out of my mouth, I manage to let out a quiet "If I tell you, will you please stop?"

"How about you tell me, and then we see what happens after that." He looks smugger now, than he did a minute ago.

"Fiiiine, I was just wondering, when are you going to tell your parents about us, being you know, together and all that?"

"Oh, ok." He looks slightly disappointed, and stops tickling me. "I was hoping that it would be a bit more exciting than that. I guess I'll tell them when we see them next, I think that they'll be fine with it, but I want you to be there nonetheless." He gives me one of his famous side-smiles.

"Rude Shittykawa. Now let's go and get some breakfast, shall we?"

"We shall Iwa-Chan." Oikawa gets off of me, and then we get out of bed and head downstairs into the kitchen, where my mum has made blueberry pancakes for us.

"Morning mum, breakfast smells great!" Oikawa nods his head, and hums in agreement with me.

"Well, thank you boys. I hope that they taste as good as they look!" She replies as she turns around and hands us each a plate full of the delicious-looking pancakes.

"I'm sure that they will Mrs. Iwaizumi!! I can't wait to eat them!!" Oikawa grabs his plate off of my mum, and runs to sit down at the table. I take my own plate from my mum, and go and take my place next to Oikawa, eating my own breakfast, as Oikawa is already almost halfway through his ones. When we're almost finished, my sister comes staggering into the room - with her own plate of pancakes - looking like she has just been dragged through a ditch, backwards. Her hair was in all different directions, she only had her eyes half-open, and she had a line of old, crusty dribble, coming down from the far corner of her mouth, that she hadn't yet wiped away.

"Morning sis."

"Good morning Haruhi, did you sleep well? Did you have any dreams? Were they good or bad?" There he goes again, being Mr. Nice Guy Oikawa, trying to get everyone to love the fuck out of him.

"Ugh." Was all of the reply that we got, until she was at least three-quarters of the way through her breakfast. We finish our pancakes, wash up our plates, thank my mum for the meal, and then head back up to my bedroom, where we get ready for the day ahead. I lend Oikawa one of my t-shirts, it's black, with a starry pattern on, he should like it due to liking aliens and all that, and a pair of my black skinny jeans. They're too short for him, and reveal his ankles, but I think that they're really sexy on him. I put on one of my many, many Godzilla-themed t-shirts, and another pair of skinny jeans.

Since we don't really have anything to do today, we just lay back onto my bed, and lean against each other, whilst looking at our social-media accounts, and some other stuff. I love days like this, with just me and Oikawa.

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--Author-Chan Out!!😂😂
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