Ch. 2 ~ Bruises

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3rd POV

The sun rose past its peak. High enough to cast a glow of gold across the buildings lining the road. His steps were quick as he made his way towards his school where the rest of his team was waiting, outside in the warm summer air. In the parking lot next to the gym. He wasn't late. Not quiet anyway but as captain he should have been a lot earlier than he was. Still, he had some problems to deal with that morning.

He walks quickly, dressed in basic sweats, grey pants, and a darker grey hoodie. He carries his bag on his shoulder where his phone lay untouched with many missed notifications from his boyfriend. Along with his sweats he wore a baseball cap and a pair of sunglasses. An odd choice but necessary and the reason he was late.

The back of the school comes into view, along with the lights coming from the bus, parked, waiting for the whole team. They waited outside politely, casually talking about the upcoming trip. Some complaints were shot around referencing the tardiness of their oh so beloved captain and the dreaded three hour bus ride to their location.

Iwaizumi stood against the cool concert of their school, staring at the blank screen of his phone worried and annoyed. Oikawa is pretty busy in general and according to his teammates, he doesn't generally respond to texts quickly. But that's never been the case for Iwaizumi. Any time he texted or called his childhood friend and now boyfriend the text was answered within 5 minutes and the call was picked up after two rings. So the lack of contact via the internet leaves him worried.

"Ugh finally he shows." Makki mutters in annoyance, gaining the team's attention. He approaches, out of breath wearing a guilty smile along with the hat and glasses that get strange looks. Most of the boys glare at him including Iwaizumi who glares in annoyance at Oikawa making him worry.

"Yahoo sorry I'm late." He waves quickly before bowing and glancing at everyone's faces.

"Whatever, what's with the look?" Oikawa's gaze lands on Iwaizumi as Kindaichi's question draws everyone's attention to him. He gives his annoyed boyfriend a sly smile before turning to answer the question.

"I uhh got a little carried away last night with my sister who's visiting and am a tiny bit hungover." He scratches the back of his neck shyly, reading everyone's expression to see what they think of his story. Iwaizumi looks him up and down unimpressed, crossing his arms as the team judges his "discussions" the other night.

"Damn you really are a dumbass. Drinking before a trip." Oikawa chuckles innocently.

"It was my sister's idea but yeah it was dumb."

"Oikawa thanks for joining us." Their coach approaches them, luckily out of earshot of their conversation which hopefully his team will keep under wraps.

"Yeah sorry I was late sir."

"Manage your time better next time." Oikawa nods, trying to ignore Iwaizumi's burning gaze who hasn't said anything since he arrived. That's sure to change now though. "Ok, everyone on the bus. We have a long ride ahead of us." The team groans in relief and begins to file on the bus. Oikawa sighs and goes to join them.

"Freeze Tōru." Iwaizumi orders, arms crossed and a glare prominent on his face. "Coach give us 5 minutes." His eyes don't leave Oikawa's as he turns to face him. Their coach sighs, saying nothing as he gets on the bus. "Come here." He demands and motions for Oikawa to step closer and into the shadow Iwaizumi is standing in. Oikawa gulps and obeys, hugging himself as his brain spins with possibilities of what he's about to hear. Still, he puts on his smirk, sticking to his personality and deciding to tease him.

"Aww was Iwa-chan worried?" Iwaizumi doesn't react. He holds his gaze catching Oikawa's expression slipping to anxious.

"Why didn't you answer your phone this morning?" His voice falls softer than his gaze, still filled with dominance and worry catching Oikawa by surprise. Still he keeps a cocky grin.

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