𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐲 ||𝐢𝐰𝐚𝐨𝐢||

twelve||touch

Best friends enjoy each other's touches, it seems like.
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it was quiet, but not the sort of uncomfortable silence, it was actually a very relaxing one. Iwaizumi was sitting on his bed, his back pressed against the wall. Between his legs sat Oikawa, his back pressed against Iwaizumi's chest. 

The TV was on, there was a movie that the two were supposed to be watching, but neither could focus. All Iwaizumi could think about was Oikawa and just how lucky he is to have him in his arms, while Oikawa was enjoying the gentle touches from Iwaizumi. During the time they spent together, Iwaizumi noticed many new things about the boy who was now in his grip.

He noticed how picky Oikawa was with his food, he refused to eat anything from the school cafeteria, he didn't even eat that much at home - instead, he would insist on going out to eat with Iwiauzmi, or would just barge into his home and eat with him. Good thing Iwaizumi's parents were working abroad, otherwise, they would have gotten tired of Oikawa already. Though, Oikawa never said 'no' to food that Iwaizumi makes - maybe it was just his imagination.

He noticed just how much the other was staring at him at any given moment, he even caught a glimpse of Oikawa's phone gallery, which seemed to filled with pictures of Iwaizumi, but again, perhaps, this was just his mind playing tricks. I mean, what are the chances Oikawa has liked Iwaizumi for a long time?

Iwaizumi's hands were placed neatly on Oikawa's torso, but he was getting antsy, he wanted to touch him... and so his hands started slowly exploring the ridges and depths of Oikawa's torso, feeling his abs and tiny little scars. Slowly, his hands slid up, up and down his arms, everywhere within reach. Iwaizumi felt how Oikawa tensed up but leaned back as if asking Iwaizumi to touch him more. 

With his heart pounding and cheeks red, Iwaizumi's hand slid under Oikawa's shirt, now feeling bare skin. Oikawa tensed up as his breathing hitched, he slowly reached out and placed his hands on Iwaizumi's thighs, kicked back and closed his eyes - he was lost in the moment and so was Iwaizumi. He explored whatever area he could find, it was an intimate moment between the two and neither wanted the other one to stop.

"Your heart is beating so hard I can feel it...", Oikawa whispered somewhere in between the gentle touches.

"It always does this when you're next to me...", Iwaizumi replied, being as bold as he could.

"Hmm... what do you think we are now, Iwa-chan?"

"I'm not sure..."