Till Death Do Us Part

9

Homeroom was surprisingly uneventful.
Boring even. That is, not until after the period.

"Oikawa."

He lifted his head from his arms and groaned. His gaze fell on a familiar set of green eyes.
"What?"
"What are you doing after school?"
Oikawa sat up and stretched.

"Nothing really but homework, though a girl called me to meet her tomorrow after school. She kissed me on the cheek then ran off.", He chuckled.
"A confession?"
"Most likely."

Iwaizumi frowned lightly before raising an eyebrow.
"Where did she kiss you?"

Oikawa gave him a slightly puzzled look.
"Uh, here?", He pointed near the corner of his mouth.
"Come closer, I think there's lip gloss, let me get it off for you."
"Huh? Ok? Little weird, ahaha.", He leaned closer tilting and lifting his cheek.

A few moment later, he felt something press against his cheek. A full 4 seconds later he'd registered what happened. The brunette turned his around so fast you'd think he was a startled rabbit.

Iwaizumi stared at him blankly as he crouched next to the other's desk.
Oikawa stared at him incredulosly, his face slowly flushed with color.

He pushed him away, knocking Iwaizumi to his side but he hung onto his balance by leaning out on an extended hand,
"W-WHAT?!? W-W-WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT?!?!", he said much more loudly than nescasarry.

A few heads turned in curiosity, then turning their heads away but not their eyes. Oikawa glanced around, embarrassment rising.

"What the hell?",he ducked down and whispered. Iwaizumi leaned in.
"Rather one on the lips?"
The brunette flinched and lightly whacked him with the back of his hand.

"What is up with you?"

Iwaizumi glanced away and frowned.
"I'm tired, sorry.", He stood and went toward his bags.

Huh?

~

That little show wasn't ever mentioned again during school. Makki had caught up to Oikawa who was making his way to the clubroom alone.
The pink haired boy draped his arm across the brunette's shoulder.
"The weather's getting colder, while you're heart's getting hotter!"
"What the hell, Makki."

He smiled cheekily and pinched Oikawa's cheek which he brushed off.
"What's wrong? You two are practically dating up to this point."
"Haha. I don't know, it's too soon to tell.", He said stepping ahead, ears burning.

Makki stopped dead in his tracks as a coy smile formed on his features.
"So where's the man? Don't tell me your heart's being disrupted by the thought of his sweet words, the feeling of his arms wrapped around you? The pain of being so close yet so far! Clenching your chest as the feelings overwhelm?!"
"You've been reading to much manga,you damned Otaku."
"Ouch. At least you're comfortable enough to insult me, so in some odd way I'm happy."

The curly haired brunette stared at him before whispering something about 'being an M.'

"Seriously though, alright?"
"Ah but that's the problem, I'm starting to feel better than alright."

A whistle rang from the gym.
"Ah, that's me, later Makki!", He ran off, clutching his book bag.

Makki stared after him excitedly, raising his phone next to his ear.
"Hello my darling, we have a case on our hands."

The tired voice of Mattsun filled his ears, making the other happier than before.

"Ahu, what is it this time?"
"My otp!"
"Your- oh, what? Did they brush hands or something or let me guess, upgrade, they looked at each other fondly."
"Better than that."
"Oh boy."
"FEELINGS ARE BECOMING MUTUAL!"
"Not really our business."
"But they need us!"