" вσи∂ѕ " an IwaOi (Iwaizumi x Oikawa) Fanfiction/AU

Chapter 1: First and l̶a̶s̶t̶ encounter

a/n : welcome to the first chapter! i hope you enjoy. here's a little guide so everything is easier to understand.

normal font: narration; can be done by author or by characters depending on the pov (point of view)

slanted font: character thoughts or character's inside voice

" Normal font with quotation marks ": Dialougue spoken by respective characters

Bold font: Usually titles of a book, magazine, etc; basically anything that is physically read.

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Oikawas Pov

My eyes opened to the beeping of an alarm clock. I scoot myself over to the edge of the bed and lifted myself up with a groan;

" ugh...what time is it? "

My eyes catched a glimpse of the time:

7:21 AM

That's weird, I thought. Usually, my 8 year old son Tobio would already wake me up at this hour.

Wait a minute.

While in a panic, I observed the place I'm in. Monochromatic walls surrounded the wide room; along with an expensive-looking door, a huge closet and a modern black alarm clock that I don't remember ever owning. This isn't my room. I turned to my side to see a tan handsome man tossing and turning while sleeping soundly.

Fuuuuuck. a one night stand? did I go all the way with this guy? wait, that doesn't matter! I need to leave now before he wakes up. Tobio must be waiting for me at home.

I grabbed my clothes and messily put them on. The floor creaked as I took small steps towards the door. I almost made it, until a husky voice stopped me dead in my tracks.

" going so soon? Thought we could do one more round or so " he asked.

" uh- I- uh- I gotta go, um-! sorry see ya! "

" wai-"

Before he could finish his words, I sprinted out the front door and ran to the nearest train station.

phew. crisis avoided. but damn, he was really my type. guess I didnt choose wrongly last night; I don't remember anything though...was I that wasted? wait no, what am I thinking?

Iwaizumi's Pov

I stared at the door he left opened with confusion.

" He ran so fast, what the hell? "

swallowing my (sexual) frustration, I went over to my bedside table to turn off the still beeping alarm clock.

" Oh? what's this? "

There on my table lays a company ID card that wasn't mine.

Oikawa Tooru, Sales Department Manager at OOXX company, born on July 20 1991.

He's my age? He told me he was 25 yesterday. What a liar- Oh well, at least I'll get to meet him again by returning this ID card. plus, there's a phone number listed here.