Love? | Iwaoi

Oikawa?

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He lay there giggling to himself, snuggling into his pillow until he heard an door open and almost slam shut.
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He could hear stomping downstairs. Oikawa was clearly in a mood. Iwaizumi sighed. All he wanted ti do was enjoy the peace and quiet but he was back. The stomping continued but it started to get louder until finally it stopped and he heard something dive onto the sofa downstairs.
"Oi! Crappykawa. If youre in a mood, dont you dare eat my onigiris. There should be some milkbread in the kitchen. So take that instead," Iwaizumi shouted, loud and clear.

For a while, he heard nothing. But soon he could hear him get up. He had taken a deep breath and started to walk upstairs. For some reason he ran straight to the bathroom. Sniffs and tissues being ripped could be heard through the thin door which then opened as an upset Oikawa walked through the door in tears.

Ugh. Its probably one of his moods again. What happened this time? Did he run into Tobio or something?  Iwaizumi thought. He had no idea what his best friend was thinking nor did he honestly care. He rolled is eyes before sitting up, closing his magazine and putting it on his bed side table. Then he looked up, right into the soft, brown eyes of the crying boy in front of him.
"You okay, shittykawa?" He asked.
*sniff*
"Please. D-don't call me" *sniff* "that. Not r-r-right now. " Oikawa replied in a hoarse voice, clearly in pain from the crying. Another tear rolled down his face, leaving his glowing eyes until it dripped down to the floor where it was no longer visible.

Iwaizumi knew his best friend too well. There was only two different occasions when he'd cry. One. When an important person in his life died or moved away. Or two. Whenever he felt like it. But for occasion number 2, he would either fake it or actually mean it. He never usually cried so this was strange. This wasnt one of his silly fake cries. He was genually hurt. Why?

"Come here," he softly replied, holding out a hand. Oikawa immediately ran over. He dived straight on Iwaizumi and began to tear up even more. "Why don't you tell me whats wrong?"
Oikawa trusted his precious Iwa-chan with everything he had and almost replied before Iwaizumi could finish.
"I-im in love with someone. I actually like someone." He sniffed again and buried in face deeper into Iwa-chans chest.
"Then why are you crying? Thats great!! Who is she? Is she super pretty? Maybe one of your fangirls???" Iwaizumi smiled. It had been a while since they had spoken about their love interests.
"He is very pretty. And kind. And funny. And everything ive ever wanted. He's even into volleyball."
"Wait- He? Your gay? Thats so cool. Im happy for you Oikawa." His grin grew wider as he looked down at his friend, who only knuzzled deeper into his chest and cried even more. "Whats wrong?"
"He'll never like me back, Iwa-chan. never."