Last Night. || Ushioi

Four

Yesterday; Oikawa worked over shift, last night; He let Ushijima see him basically naked, today; in his doorway stood an angry Iwaizumi glaring at Ushijima.

Iwaizumi looked over seeing a tired Oikawa wearing a large black shirt that hung over his shoulder and his boxers, he felt hurt that he wasn't the only one who had seen him like that. "Iwa-chan?" 

"What am I doing here? Fuck, Tooru I realized it too late again didn't I?"
Oikawa looked at him with a confused look as Ushijima moved to his side wrapping his arms around Oikawa's waist, Iwaizumi looked at the ground before opening the front door.

"Sorry, I love you Tooru, hope you two are happy."

With that he left shutting the door behind him, Oikawa knew what Iwaizumi ment, pressing his back against Ushijima's chest he sighed. He shook his head slightly biting his bottom lip as his brows furrowed, he broke away from Ushijima's arms and walked over to the door locking it angrly.

"Oika-"
"You know if he still fucking cared why did he break up with me? And then he thought fucking with me the way he did wouldn't make it worse? God I ju- I-I just-" 

Ushijima rushed over pulling Oikawa into a tight hug as the boy began to cry, his shoulders shook heavily. "It hurts Ushi.."

"I know, I'm so sorry Tooru.."
He wanted to make Oikawa better, he wanted to tell the boy he loved him and that it would all be okay, he didn't want to see the boy's pride be broken by Iwaizumi or anyone.

"Ushi can y-"
"I love you."

Oikawa's eyes widened before they fell to the floor, more tears quickly rolled down his cheeks, anxiety spiked inside of Ushijima as he waited for an answer from the boy, he pulled Oikawa in closer pressing a long heartfelt kiss against his forehead.

"I want to keep you safe, so you wont be hurt anymore, so that everyday I can hold you, kiss you and tell you that I love you. Please Oikawa, forget about him.."

Oikawa leaned his head against Ushijima's chest as the man grabbed one of his hands and brought it up to his lips, a faint smile tugged at Oikawa's sad lips, leaning in Ushijima pressed a kiss against the boy's forehead trailing it down to his cheek till he reached his lips.

"Can I kiss you?"
"Mhm.."

Carefully he cupped on of Oikawa's tinted cheeks and leaned in, filling the gap between them, Oikawa felt sparks inside him as their lips connected, disappointment took over as the warm sensation of the man's lips on his disappeared.

"Uh, ushi mback."
"Huh?"

Oikawa pouted as he looked Ushijima in the eyes, a low chuckle left him as he leaned in once again pressing their lips together this time for a longer time, Oikawa kissed back as his hands grabbed onto Ushijima's shoulder pulling him in closer.

"What is it hun?"
"Huh?"

"What do you want to do?"
Oikawa looked at the ground in between them, just now noticing they were sitting down. "Iwaizumi is a jerk." Ushijima laughed at the words that left Oikawa's mouth.

"Also, why did you say you were my boyfriend to him?"

Ushijima felt flustered as he scratched the back of his neck. "I just thought it'd be better for you and him, plus I did just confe- mmh~" Oikawa smiled at the low moan that left Ushijima's lips as they kissed again this time Oikawa seemed more needy as he straddled into the man's lap.

"Just promise to be nice to me?"
"I promise."

....

Iwaizumi sat in his car staring up at the night sky, stars burned lowly and the moon was shadowed by clouds, on the radio sung some solo singer talking about falling in love with an egirl. He hated the song, he hated the moon, stars the night sky. But he loved Oikawa, even when his feelings refused to believe it.

"God.. What the hell was I thinking, he's my best friend and I went and fucked it up."

His thoughts were blurred by the song, it sounded oddly familiar, turning it up he smiled.

Can of Red Bull by the bed 
Vape is charged and Snapchat's read
What's popping?

He laughed at the lyrics as he begun to search them up on his phone, finding the song he added it to his liked playlist, he gently bobbed his head to the music as he scrolled through his Instagram. He paused at a picture on Oikawa's profile of him and Ushijima, the brunet held up a peace sign as in the back ground the olive haired man held a confused look with a slight head tilt, looking over with a sigh he slightly sung the ending lyrics of the song.

Maybe if I act like them 
You'll respond to my DMs

He jumped as his phone dinged and he saw a text message, clicking it open he noticed it was from someone by the username of: Sakusa_Kiyoomi1

Hey, I head you and Ushijima got into a fight?

Who is this?

I'm Ushijima's ex, anyway, my name is Sakusa, you're Iwaizumi correct?

Yeah? What do you want?

Let's hang out. Just make sure your clean though.
I can do tomorrow at five thirty, where do you wanna meet?

Do you even live in my city?

No i had a long dis relationship with Ushi- Yeah I live in your city dumb germ.

Iwaizumi scoffed at what Sakusa had called him.

Yeah yeah, lets meet at rosalie park?

Bet.

He clicked on Sakusa's profile, pausing as he looked at the mans face. "This bitch was once the number two ace when he was a second year? Damn." A smile unknowingly creeped onto his face as he pressed on a video of Sakusa talking before pulling out and spraying his phone then wiping it. "If you don't wear a mask when a huge sickness issue goes around I will spray you with sanitizer."

He clicked on the comments, noticing an old friend Daichi had commented: God you're such a germaphobe.

Continuing to stalk Sakusa's profile he leaned back into his seat tuning out the love song playing on the radio. "Oikawa would be jealous at how pretty he is."