Infectious || IwaOi

5.

"It's nothing, I don't expect you to to remember anyways, I was never really in school to begin with."

"And why is that?" Iwaizumi inched closer, the smell of alcohol and some other distinct perfume clung on to him, Oikawa took a deep breath.

"My... dad.... He, uh..." Oikawa rubbed the back of his neck, "He gave me extra classes on business handling and entrepreneurship and other stuff. So I wasn't really given the opportunity to attend many classes in school..." His voice dropped.

"Oh." Iwaizumi said, the alcohol affecting him, "That's....sad."

"Yeah."

"BUT DAS NO GOOD!"

Oikawa flinched at Iwa-chan's sudden outburst, "Sorry, w-what?"

"You look tired, Tooru," Iwa-chan slurred his name.

At the sound of Iwa-chan calling Oikawa by his first name, he immediately blushed furiously.

Seriously though, WHY IS HE LIKE THIS?!

"I-Iwa-chan, what are you talking about?"

"Don't pretend that you don't know. You look exhausted, you always do."

Iwaizumi looked away, shocked by what his boss told him, was it that obvious-

No, he's drunk. He has no idea what he's talking about.

That's right, Oikawa told himself. He's drunk as hell right now and he has no coordination over his speech, I mean, look he's even singing songs from Vine right now.

Iwaizumi's eyes were shiny and the pupils were blown wide, it was after only that did he notice how close they were, they're knees were squished together and Iwaizumi's scent was knocking Oikawa out.

Be still my gay heart, he almost told himself.

Iwaizumi was looking at Oikawa, a look that made him hold his breath, he blinked slowly, as if he had all the time in the world and he looked at Oikawa.

"I-Iwa-chan?"

"Tooru..."

Oikawa gulped, "Yes?" Dammit, his voice cracked.

"I want to- I want to have..."

What?

A sharp buzz made Oikawa yelp and a second later Iwaizumi screamed which made him fall out of his barstool.

"I wanna have another drink!" Iwa-chan had both his arms up and he was grinning, his canines and incisors gleaming against his tan skin.

The sharp buzz, it turned out, had been Oikawa's phone. He fished it out and looked at the caller ID: Keiji -blue love heart-

"Oh no." He whispered.

"Oh yeah!!!" Iwa-chan yelled, which made him roll his eyes.

"Hello, Akaashi?"

"Hey, Oikawa. Did you forget to send me the final of your draft today?" The boy on the other end let his voice flow through the call static free.

Oikawa cursed, dammit, how could he forget, heck, he even had a reminder set! He looked at his phone and saw that the reminder did go off, he was just too busy with Iwaizumi to realise it.

"Double dammit."

He picked up his blazer and started for the door when he felt a tug on his arm. He swiveled around to meet Iwa-chan's face right in front of his.