Oikawa Tooru was born a vampire and Iwazumi Hajime a werewolf, yet a fierce and steadfast bond has been formed between these two who couldn't be more different. Growing up together throughout the years it has grown into something far stronger and mo...
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~Oikawa POV~
"We're playing Tobio-chan tomorrow" I titled my head to the side watching the first years clean up after practice.
"As per your request" Iwazumi took a swig of his water.
"Ah I'm disappointed, Coach is making me miss for my ankle" I sighed wiping some sweat from my forehead.
"There's nothing wrong with your ankle" Iwazumi rolled his eyes standing up and stretching his legs.
"I know that he knows that, but he's just protective of me after all this should've been long healed" I rotated my right knee, I wore a white knee pad to signify it was injured. Iwazumi had been right, it never fully healed, three years and I was still paying for my good deed it was hard not to be bitter about but I wouldn't have done it for anyone other than Hajime in the first place. There were few ways to work around it crippling me, the more recently I had blood the better it functioned, unfortunately, I learned during games it tends to give out by the second set. So we brought a water bottle full of blood and just put my name on it, it was only for if my knee hurt though.
"And why should he be so extra protective of you shittykawa?" Iwazumi moved on to stretch his shoulders, crossing one arm over his chest and holding it. I couldn't help but notice the way his biceps became corded, sweat beading on them. Well, that was enough gay thoughts for the day I glanced away to distract myself.
"Because I'm the star of the team, the fate of our future rests on my capable shoulders, of course." I puffed out my chest.
"No comment" He let out a sigh and slung his bag over his shoulder heading for the locker rooms now that everyone was done cleaning up. We had so many people on the team it was really only the first and second years responsibility to clean up but we all waited for them to be done before changing out of courtesy.
I trailed after him going to my locker which was naturally next to Iwazumi's. I sent my bag down on the locker room bench, opening my locker I began to undress. Folding my practice clothes I put them in my bag taking my uniform out of the locker to get dressed in.
"Oikawa are your booty shorts getting shorter?" My face immediately flushed as I heard Hajime's voice next to me. I looked at he was just staring at me... well my ass to be more specific.
"Iwa-chan!? They're not booty shorts!" I exclaimed my voice cracking.
"You can call them whatever you want, doesn't change what they are" I heard Matsu from directly across from us. My cheeks turn a dark shade of scarlet.
"Hey, show your captain some respect Matsu" Iwazumi seemed to growl. Was he... jealous? I'd never felt at loss to how Iwazumi was feeling before, but this was a first too.
"You called them booty shorts" Matsu whined.
"Well somebody has to keep him down to earth" Iwazumi closed his locker pulling on his shirt, a shame.
"Ha. As if that's even possible. I'm leaving now" Matsu saluted us and grabbed Maki uttering a let's go.
"What even was that Hajime?" I was finished throwing my practice duffle over my shoulder.
"Is your knee hurting?" Iwazumi stayed behind his locker door.
"A little" I tested it a little figuring it was better not to bring up that he was just dodging the question.
"Let's get you fed and get you home then dumbass" He shut his locker grabbing his duffle as well. He walked right past me obviously just expecting me to follow.
The entire walk home was in complete silence, I mostly let myself lag behind him not wanting to feel his gaze right now. It was always easier to be the person behind and I only ever wanted to be in front when I knew Iwazumi was right behind me, I could take anything if he was there but tonight he was the reason for my discomfort.
As we got closer to home his shoulders became drawn and tensed. I wonder if it was because sooner or later he'd have to say something to me. The job of clearing this unexpectedly awkward air appeared to fall to me, Iwzaumi was never good at making the first move but tonight he was being especially unhelped.
"Let's review the calculus before you leave tonight" I jogged up to him grabbing his shoulder.
"Sounds alright" His eyes softened. It was enough for me as we approached my front door and I let us both in.
"We're home" I called as we took off our shoes at the front and Iwazumi closed the doors behind me. It seemed as if my parents weren't home, they often went out to eat or to call on friends without telling me. I supposed they figured I was just, old enough now. We went up to my room, Iwazumi throwing his gym bag in the corner.
He began to unbutton his school shirt pulling the collar down to expose his collarbone. I put my own bag on my bed before walking over to him. I slid one of my hands behind his neck and the other on his cheek.
"You don't have to do this tonight" I spoke softly, he seemed tired tonight.
"It'll give me piece of mind if I do" He replied simply and without hesitation.
~IWAZUMI POV~
His eyes began to glow blood red as his fangs elongated. He leaned in and I felt the growing familiar sensation of him biting into my neck. I honestly couldn't be more happy to this instead of talking, it was easier. It was the only time I didn't have to look him in the eyes, the only time I didn't have to sit there and think about how he notices every little detail about me.
One of the things about our friendship that worked so well was that he understood me without words, but sometimes it was nice to feel something in solitude. Not to have someone who knew everything about you and knew when even the smallest thing was out of place.
I'd never felt this way before, but something had changed. Suddenly there were feelings that I didn't want him to know, feelings I didn't even want to acknowledge myself yet. I knew he didn't forget that incident from earlier today and it honestly made it worse that he pretended like he let it got. He never lets anything go. God Oikawa, you really do drive me crazy.
Author's Note
What's going on ya'll. So looks like only one very very late chapter this week. I hope the fanservice was enough to make up for it though ;) My water polo season will be starting soon though so chapter updates may be a little wonky from time to time, I'll be posting on my profile whether chapters will be on time or not. I've been reading a lot of Siren's Lament lately too, this week's update was amazing. Without further ado this week's songs
