it was no brainer that oikawa can attract more girls in a day than iwaizumi can in a year. so when y/n finally came along and became his first girlfriend in his 3rd year of high school, he did his best to try and do things every girl wants their boyfriend to do. he wishes to keep you forever. and he will!
it was one hot summer vacation day when iwaizumi first felt he was lacking on so many things to do for you. you were having fun playing a three-on-three beach volleyball match with kunimi and kindaichi as your teammates against 3 second stringers. your hair was in a weird bun that was hanging loosely and was slowly getting messier as the game progressed. sadly, your boyfriend couldn't do anything to help. petty things, but it bothered him so much.
so later that night, he subscribed to so many hairstyling tutorial channels on youtube and watched videos as he could find.
the following day, while you, as the manager, were setting up the gym for the volleyball boys' team summer training, you struggled to quickly tie your long hair in a messy knot as to not disturb you afterwards. that was when iwaizumi came up and asked you to sit on one of the benches.
"huh?" you asked. "why?"
"i'll fix your hair." he replied bashfully, taking the two hair ties from your wrist.
you giggled, but complied and sat still. you wanted to find out if he even know a thing or two about fixing a girl's hair. after 10 minutes of hair pulling (lol, no pun intended), he finally patted the top of your head as if saying he was done.
"omigosh! hajime-kun!" you squealed in utter amazement, looking at your hair through his phone's screen. he did french braid on both sides. "i don't even know how to do this! how did you learn to do it?"
he was about to reply but he saw his teammates gawking at the both of you. "get back to practice!" he ordered angrily and all but one scrambled to continue what they were doing.
"iwa-chan-" your boyfriend thumped the flirty brunette on the head before he could even say a remark or maybe even an insult.
"get back to practice, kusokawa!" iwaizumi roared. this time, oikawa finally complied all the while rubbing the top of his head and murmuring incoherent words to himself.
your boyfriend's perfection didn't end there. usually, he'd have a black or even pink and neon green hair tie or two on his wrist everytime.
"what's that for?" hanamaki once asked, pointing his teammate's wrist?
"oh," iwaizumi pulled on the ties nonchalantly. "it's for when y/n needs to tie her hair but doesn't have one. she always lose her hair ties all the time." he answered breezily.
that got him a lot of teasing from the meme duo.
well, in a general sense, iwaizumi was actually an epitome of a perfect boyfriend, more so than oikawa. however, fights between couples were inevitable.
but iwaizumi always come up with a solution everytime one ensues.
"i don't want to see you right now, hajime!" you groaned angrily, hugging a plushie as you lie down on your bed, back facing iwaizumi. what you didn't know though was that he actually turned the ac to a very low temperature while you were busy screaming your head off at him.
soon, you felt like freezing even your blanket couldn't help to warm you up. so you slowly turned to face your boyfriend who was pretending to be asleep beside you and snuggled up to his warm body. he was like a natural furnace.
iwaizumi grinned vistoriously.
"hajime..." you whined when he didn't wrap himself around you.
"what?" he asked, trying to sound innocent.
"i'm cold..." you whimpered. "please cuddle with me."
"but i though you're mad at me?"
"hajime..." you whined even more.
he smirked and leaned back to look at you. "so we're good?"
"cuddle with me first and i'll reconsider."
he moved away.
"fine! we're good. cuddle with me now!"
he grinned and pulled you to his warm body,spooning you, tangling his legs with yours, and pulling the covers over. "warm now?"
"mm-hm," you buried your face to his t-shirt clad chest. "i'm sorry."
"it's okay." he kissed the top of your head and you both drifted off to sleep.
well, actually, he can be a jerk too.
"will you marry me?" he knelt on the floor while you and the rest of his team were buying junk foods at a convenient store. your boyfriend pulled out a ring pop candy from his pocket and help it up to you.
you've never been more embarassed in your entire life. you took a box of pocky from a nearby shelf and slapped him so hard with it.
hanamaki, matsukawa, and oikawa were roaring laughters by the aisle as they were the ones who dared him to do it.
iwaizumi was also not the type of guy to focus much on the appearance. although we all know that boys like pretty girls, he wasn't exactly a supporter of the superficial element. in fact, he would often times frown at you whenever you remove your make up at night when spending sleepovers at his house.
"why do you even bother wearing make up?" he asked.
you looked at yourself in the mirror and frowned. "cause i'm ugly."
that ticked him off a bit. "hey! don't go calling my girlfriend ugly!"
you blushed. maybe he's perfect after all.
it was prom night. you were on the dance floor with your dear boyfriend, swaying to a slow music.
"you're so beautiful." he murmured while tucking a loose strand of hair behind your ear.
"cause my make up artist is so amazing." you said with a giggle.
he rolled his eyes and pulled you closer. "y/n, i've seen you with no make up, sleeping with your mouth wide open and even drooling, but you're still beautiful to me."
you laughed so hard, head thrown back. people around looked funnily at the both of you. "you're so cheesy."
he shrugged, a grin on his face. "i try, but really, you're beautiful."
