The Rooftop

Chapter 2.

I know I'm saying what If Oikawa hated the names but-

Dooru Flattykawa 👁👄👁

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Iwaizumi's POV

Where is he!? I was at the gate waiting for Oikawa but he hasn't come out yet. He's probably in the gym practicing, but this late? Jeez. Then I started walking to the gym to get him. 

A few minutes later No ones POV

As Iwaizumi was walking to the gym he heard the sound of serving, it was obviously Oikawas serves. Knew it. He thought to himself. But why was he still there so late? Even by now normally he would go home.

Tch. You would think he didn't want to go home. Iwaizumi chuckled to himself. You would think Iwaizumi would be worried about Oikawa and be smart about this, but he wasn't taking this as serious as it should be. 

(With Oikawa)

Oikawas hand hurt like ass now. It looked like Tendous hair, really red. He had never practiced this long with serves, or spikes. His body wasn't use to it. "Oi! Crappykawa!" Someone yelled outside of the gym doors. Oikawa jumped, "Iwa-Chan?" Oikawa turned around.

"Why the hell are you still here?!" Iwaizumi yelled. "And what the hell! Is your hand ok?!" He ran up and started looking to see if anything was broken. "Iwa-Chan I-I'm fine." Then there it was, the fake smile and the I'm fine! He knew it was not true but it still came out of his mouth.

"How are you fine though. How doesn't that hurt, look I know you've fallen down or hit yourself on stuff but this is worse." Iwaizumi said calming down. Oikawa there is something your hiding and I want to know. 

I love you to much for you to get hurt like this.

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