𝘗𝘢𝘳𝘵 8

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(𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘵 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳)
Iwaizumi shook the image of Oikawa's smiling face out of his head, cheeks a fuzzy pink as they peeked out from under his scarf. Seeing Oikawa had been very pleasant, which made everything all the more unpleasant. And of course, he couldn't just get it done and over with. An author had to be freaking out now, had to need him now, had to force him to go to the bar after work to say something that should be easy, should definitely feel like nothing. But with every passing moment it felt less like nothing and more like a definitive something that Iwaizumi didn't want to think about.

Iwaizumi walked into his office, trying to work a smile over his lips best he could. The author was waiting at his desk, foot shaking nervously as Daichi tried to calm her down.

"I can already tell you that you're freaking out over nothing. I've read it," Iwaizumi said, approaching her.

She popped off the desk, eyes wide and fearful, "I knew you would say that!" she said, shoving a stack of papers at him, "But please look at this!"

Iwaizumi felt his forced smile soften into a natural one as he took her work. At least his mind would be fully occupied until it was time to leave.

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