~Winter~ IwaOi

Snow

[Oikawa]

I woke up to see snow outside my window. Everything was painted in white, it was a pretty sight to look at. I looked over to the side of my bed to tell Iwa-chan about the snow, but all I saw was the bare ground. No mattress, no blanket, and no Iwa-chan. Did he leave? Why would he though... Suddenly, the memory of yesterday flashed through my mind.

Forget me. Please.

No. I ran down the stairs and slipped on my shoes before heading out. I saw a figure walking towards the place where the pond was located. No doubt it was Iwa-chan. But why would he be going to the pond? And in this cold weather, as well...

I ran as fast as I could and followed Iwa-chan all the way to where the river was located. Was he going to... No. Why would he? But why would he go here off all places?

"Iwa-chan!" I tripped and fell onto the snow, landing roughly on my arms. He turned around to see me there, my face inches from the ground. 

"Oikawa?" he just stared at me in shock. I don't think he expected me to go after him, but why wouldn't I? I got up and shivered. I didn't think it would be this cold. 

"Forget me, blah blah blah, yeah right, like I'd do that.." I mimicked his voice.

He stared at me blankly for a few seconds. "Why, what are you even doing here?"

"I could ask you the same question,"

"I just felt like coming here. Now why did you follow me here?"

"I didn't want you to leave. And I thought you might've wanted to, uh, not.. brea-" Iwa-chan kicked me in the gut. I fell to the ground once again and clutched my stomach. Why did he have to hit me with that much force... "don't say that," he said in a low voice, sitting next to me on the ground while I got up. 

"Anyway, what's it gonna take for you to leave?"
"You'd probably have to murder me, Iwa-chan,"
"well, I can't exactly murder you, but..." he punched me, hard. Square in the jaw. Why there of all places..

"Oikawa!" I felt a sudden jolt of pain in my head and blinked a few times to get my eyes to focus. It was freezing. I looked up at Iwa-chan. He looked as if he had almost killed me. I sat up. "I didn't think you would actually try to kill me, Iwa-chan..." "shut up," he punched me in the face, but this time not as hard as he usually would. 

"So you're not going to tell me to go away again?" "What's the point? You're not going to listen, not sure what I should do about it at this point," 

"Iwa-chan!" I hugged him. He wasn't going to try to get rid of me? He's such an angel. 
He hesitated before returning the hug. I shivered. It was still really cold here, I had just forgotten about it because of him. Iwa-chan saw that I was cold and took off his sweater, offering it to me instead. 

I stared at it. "But Iwa-chan, what about you?"
"Not cold," Liar. I took it anyway, despite feeling guilty about leaving Iwa-chan cold while the warmth of the sweater embraced me.

We sat in an awkward silence for what seemed like years. I wanted to say something but I didn't really know what I to say. I didn't want to leave Iwa-chan freezing, so I stretched my arms out and wrapped them around his waist.

"Ah-" 

"Hey Iwa-chan did you know if you combine people's body heat, it helps to keep you warm, and that's what I'm doing right now!"

"But I said I wasn't cold-"
"You lied. I could feel you shivering a couple seconds ago so don't try to act so tough," he whacked my head. This time he actually did it hard. "Hey, ouch..." I got off him and rubbed my forehead to try to ease the pain.

"Let me, Loserkawa," he took my hand off my forehead and started making my hair even messier by shaking it violently around my head. In a way it helped, but it seemed like he just wanted to touch my hair.

"Iwa-chan, my hair," I complained, although I actually didn't mind it at all. "Sorry," he took his hand off my head. "Anyways you look good with messy hair," my heart did a somersault. 

"But didn't you say you weren't going to...?" maybe it was the sweater but it was getting really hot out here.

"I may be more selfish than I thought," 
"Selfish? What do you mean by that?"
Iwa-chan just kept staring at the view in front of him, not bothering to answer my question.

"Ok then, does that mean we still get to be friends and you won't leave me here to rot on my own?"

"I wasn't going to leave you to rot on your own! And yeah, we can still be friends, I just kind of... wish we weren't,"

"So you don't like spending time with me?" I tried to stop them, but soon tears started forming in my eyes.

"That's not what I said! Er, what I meant to say was, I want you... to- no, just that. That's it. I want you. There's nothing more to it." It took me a while to decode what he was trying to say. After I had realized, I nearly had a heart attack. Well, maybe not a literal one but I could feel my heart starting to beat faster. 

*this part is a joke*
[ "I like you too, Iwa-chan," I leaned in to kiss him only to be slapped across the cheek. I could feel the small stinging from Iwa-chan's hand making contact with my face. Ow... 

"Don't turn this into some type of joke! This isn't some Shoujo manga and you are definitely not the main character of it.." that kind of hurt, but I suppose Iwa-chan was right. I'm not in a Shoujo manga, those aren't even realistic. ]

"Wait... really?" that's it. That was the only thing I could think of saying. I didn't really know what I should have said, or if I really should say anything at all. I mean, was what he said really all that surprising to me? Kind of. I wasn't actually sure if it was true or not before.

"Obviously! Why would I lie about something like that?" this time, he slapped my left arm. 

I didn't answer. I didn't know what to do, really. I also wanted Iwa-chan, I just didn't know how to say it. 

"Oikawa, do you hate me now?"

"No, of course not! I just-" I threw myself at Iwa-chan. My arms wrapped around his back as he hugged me back.

"Me too. I want you too," I whispered in a quiet voice, just loud enough for him to be able to hear it. We pulled away from each other and I stared at Iwa-chan.

"Does this mean I'm your boyfriend?" I asked.

"Yeah, so you better not break up with me," was the response Iwa-chan gave.

"I'm not planning to,"
"good..."

A/N

wow, what a lame way to end a story. I feel like I've just written a boring slice of life instead of a fanfiction but you know, whatever...
I'm also planning to make an after part/epilogue type of thing once I find the motivation to do it 
anyway, here's when I started writing and when I finished *I'm going to start editing this right after*

July 14th, 2020 - September 23rd, 2020

ok bye sorry for wasting your time