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01︰christmas kisses

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art: jeannette11 on tumblr

prompt: "person 1 is singing christmas songs in the middle of july just to tick person 2 off. person 1 won't shut up until person 2 kisses them suddenly and says "if kissing you is the only way to shut you up, then I can do this all night long..."

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hajime, iwazumi

it's around 6pm. tooru decided he wanted to stay over at my house tonight. i don't mind at all, though. i mean, we're best friends...i guess. tooru isn't bad, but i would never admit that. the idiot would just tease me for it.

here we are on the couch. it's mid july so we're both burning. the fan above us works, but tooru's nose is sensitive. the dust - which neither of us have made the effort to clean - makes him sneeze. and that's annoying. he thought it was a good idea to buy a floor fan, but makki and mattsun broke it when they came over one time.

he's hungry. i wanted to cook for him, but he insisted i watched the show. idiot.

 i'm watching him wait intently for his favorite alien and planets tv show to start. i never understood why he liked that show. they talk too much about nonsense that nobody cares about. well, everyone besides tooru.

i take my time and study tooru. i don't know why, don't ask me. he just looks...pretty when he's still. he has his glasses on rather his contacts. i don't understand why he doesn't wear his glasses outside, but whatever. tooru is tooru, i don't question it anymore.

his hair is messier than usual. his back arched slightly forward, eyes glued to the screen in front of him. his arms loosely sitting on his thighs, his thin pale legs are crossed. a thick white bandage on his right knee.

his knee. the idiot thinks its a good idea to overwork himself. it pisses me off. ever since tobio showed up, he's been giving 120%. trying his best to beat him, killing himself slowly in the process. why?

 sure they're both setters, but tooru is the best in my eyes. he will always be the best. he works harder than anyone...he deserves the world. but he doesn't see that. all he sees is

"tobio is better than me."

and that's probably all he'll ever see. he can't see that he's destroying himself? he can't see that there are people who care? that i care?

it's so...confusing. he's received the 'best setter' award multiple times. he brings out the best in his team. in me, especially. but ever since that

match with karasuno,

he's slowly been losing it. makki, mattsun, everyone - we're all trying our best to help him but...argh.

tooru. i'm so sorry. if...if maybe i hit your toss harder. if i practiced blocking a little more. if maybe i-

"aw, dang it!" i heard a familiar disappointed tone cut in, interrupting my thoughts. "iwaaa-chaaann! they canceled the show today!"

"aww. too bad! i loved that show!" i sneered, sarcastically.

"so mean, iwa-chan!" he replied, pouting. he playfully punched my arm in return for my 'mean' comment. "...so, uh...what are we gonna do?" tooru placed his palm underneath his chin, in thought. "hmm..."

suddenly, he brightened. "oh! i got it!" he exclaimed, snapping his fingers. he straightened his posture just for him to slouch down again. "wha-"

"jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way~" he began, smirking at me. i gave him the 'are you serious right now?' glare. (well...that's what he, makki and mattsun call it.)