Enchanté | IwaOi

12

"Why exactly?"

Iwaizumi smirked and his gaze screams danger. He moved closer to the lying figure of Oikawa while the latter gulped, alcohol seemed to leave his system. 

"W-What are you doing?" he stammered, standing up.

The ace did not utter a word. Instead, he moved closer and closer until he could finally reach the brunette. His olive green orbs locked unto chocolate ones and his smirk faded. 

Oikawa tried to push him away. "Iwa-chan, you're drunk."

"I'm going home-" 

Iwaizumi pulled him, their lips felt the softness of each other. Oikawa stood there frozen, eyes wide. The ace started moving his lips, shutting his eyes and feeling the brunette's plump lips. In return, Oikawa opened his mouth because honestly, he did not know how to kiss. He closed his eyes, taking note of Iwaizumi's minty breath, his rhythm, and the way they were exchanging saliva. Gross, he thought. But he was so confused as he wanted more and more of Iwaizumi's taste, his fast and sloppy kisses. He just wanted more. He tugged the ace's shirt, pulling him even closer. Iwaizumi smirked in between their kisses. He guided Oikawa's body so that the brunette could lie down on his bed. This was also his first time, making out and such but who cares? 

Iwaizumi's right hand found its way under Oikawa's uniform, caressing the brunette's well-toned body- the fruit of their volleyball training. Oikawa couldn't help but to whimper.

The ace hushed him. "Careful, mom is sleeping beside this room."

Then they continued, stopping momentarily to catch their breaths. Oikawa tugged Iwaizumi's black hair, pulling him closer. He memorized the ace's rhythm and he was able to keep up. He was proud of himself. Their bodies were on fire. Oikawa was into it when his mom crossed his mind. 

Tooru, boys should not like boys.

Iwaizumi noticed Oikawa's hesitation so he stopped. 

"Why'd you stop?" the brunette asked, panting. His eyes were mixed with desire and confusion.

Iwaizumi looked away. "This is wrong."

"I- I know," the brunette murmured. 

The ace sighed and lied down beside him. "Let's talk."

"About what?"

"Us."

Oikawa nodded. He knew they needed it. He stayed silent, waiting for Iwaizumi to speak.

"When I told you I love you, that was true. I didn't know how it started. Before, I only see you as my best friend who I wanna protect. But things changed... my feelings were triggered when you met Etsuko. I thought I was just annoyed because you were such a flirt and you always brag about your girlfriend. I thought... maybe I also wanted a girlfriend. But I wasn't. This is so gay and shitty but when I heard you say you love her, something was tearing me apart. I just don't know what to do anymore. I tried hiding my feelings for you and yet... and yet you showed me signs. First, you broke up with her and then next thing I knew you kissed me right on my lips. And then earlier, you two were talking like you never broke up. And I was thinking, maybe you just played me and you got back together. I even pretended Kuroo was my boyfriend, you even acted as if you're jealous. That really confused me. So I kissed you and you kissed back like you want me. You want me, right? Or are you playing with my feelings? I mean- this is so fucked up, you know. Knowing your mother won't ever approved of this and yet I wanna fight for us. Tell me you want this and I will fight for us." 

Iwaizumi looked to his side to see Oikawa's reaction. The brunette was crying, tears continuously dripping from his eyes. 

"H-Hey don't cry."

"I also love you..." Oikawa breathed.

Iwaizumi's eyes widened. "Is this a prank?"

"Silly Iwa-chan, it's not. It's the real deal. I love you since we first met," Oikawa confessed, not meeting Iwaizumi's eyes.

"W-What? Why? How? I mean, how about your ex girlfriends?"

"It was all for a show. An escape from my feelings for you," the brunette groaned. "This is embarrassing."

"You fucking liar," the ace accused.

"Mean, Iwa-chan. You told me you have a crush on our pretty classmate when we were in grade school. I was really hurt you know. She was even not that pretty."  

Oikawa whispered the last sentence but Iwaizumi heard it, making him laugh. The brunette covered his face.

"You're the meanie here," Iwaizumi teased.

"W-What? She isn't pretty!" Oikawa protested, still hiding his face.

The ace chuckled, grabbing Oikawa's hands and pulling him closer to him.

"You're pretty," he said then smiled.

"Yuck, liar!"

"You really are. Pretty and handsome and cute and shitty. You have it all."

"The last one is not necessary! So mean."

"Okay okay," Iwaizumi sighed in defeat.

Silence.

"So... what now?" Oikawa asked, breaking the silence.

"We've gotta talk to your mom and dad," Iwaizumi began, meeting the brunette's chocolate orbs. "It's not like we can hide this forever. But I know this won't be easy... so I need your help. You should be brave if you want us to work, okay?"

Oikawa nodded. "Okay, but I'm still scared Iwa-chan."

"It's okay, you have me," the ace said as he was playing with Oikawa's brown and smooth hair.

Oikawa felt relaxed. Iwaizumi felt like home. Right from the start, he really was his home. His eyes were slowly closing. And before he drifted to sleep, he felt a a kiss on his forehead. 

Home.