[angst] 1. IwaOi

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AU where Iwaizumi is 10 years older and a lot taller. Iwa is 27. And Oikawa is 17.
Before you read this will contain rape. If you have experience and are very uncomfortable with the matter, then I suggest you skip.
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[Oikawa]

Why is he so late? It's already 12:32 and he normally comes home at 8:00. Why isn't he home yet?

That's when I heard the front door slam open and then shut. And in came a drunk Iwaizumi. Why the hell is he drunk?!

He hops onto the couch next to me.

"Iwaiz-" I'm cut off by soft lips.

We have a normal make out session because we aren't allowed to have a sexual relationship, that is until he pushes me back onto the couch. He starts to kiss down my neck leaving very obvious hickeys.

"Iwa...you need to stop...we can't have sex and you know that..." I say in desperate need to get him stop.

He just continues to touch me. He takes my shirt off and starts getting rough. Instead of soft, loving kiss they were now rough, lustful bites. Once he gets to my boxers he takes them off.

No. I'm not ready. Stop. Please.

At this point I was crying. I don't want this kind of relationship yet. I can't even talk. I'm to scared.

Please...stop...

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[Iwaizumi]

God. Why's my fucking head hurt so bad?!

I open my eyes. I move under the blanket and notice I'm naked. Oh shit! What did I do?! I suddenly feel like I'm gonna vomit. So I get up and rush to the bathroom. Of fucking course, I vomit my fucking guts out. I clean up my mess and head back to the room.

No. No. No. No. No.

I did not do this!

I stand next to the bed to see my boyfriend. He is covered in hickeys and bruises, he has obvious tear stains, he was cuddled up in a ball, shivering.

I bend down and start shaking the younger. He wakes up with a frightened look on his face.

"Pl-please...don't do i-it again..." he begs as he starts crying again.

"Baby...I...I won't...I didn't even mean to do what I did last night. Im so sorry..." I cry.

"Please...don't touch me..." he says as he quickly gets up, grabs his clothes, gets dressed and leaves.

God...I fucked up this time.

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