You Can't Love A Dead Person

Iwa's POV

[A/N I didn't edit this at all so sorry if there are spelling errors or it's worded weirdly. Please point out any errors you see so I can fix them. Thanks for reading!!]

"Start talking," I demand "If you aren't happy with how this relationship is going, tell me what I can do." I say, pulling some leftover lasagna out of the fridge and into the microwave.

"Fine." Oikawa says, spreading out on the kitchen floor like a starfish. "You could hug me more." He suggests.

"I'm not hugging you." I reply, only half joking. I'm not really one for displays of affection, especially ones that aren't sexual.

"Iwa-chan!" Oikawa whines "You said you would try to make me happier!"

"No, I said I wanted to know what would make you more happy. I didn't agree to go through with any of it." I say, smirking.

"See this is why our relationship isn't working." Oikawa complains, crossing his arms.

"Woah woah baby, I was joking. I love you and if a hug will prove that to you then I'll give you a hug." I apologize. Oikawa sticks his arms up, signaling for me to pull him up off the ground. I tug on his arms, helping him stand up, then bring the lasagna that just finished microwaving onto the counter. Oikawa pulls out a stool and sits down. I cut the lasagna in half, and place a piece on Oikawa's plate.

"Iwa I can't eat that." Oikawa says quietly.

"Yes you can. Look I'll take the first bite to make it less intimidating." I cut into the lasagna with my fork and scoop a bite into my mouth. "See? It's easy. This tastes amazing, try a bite."

I watch Oikawa tentatively cut into his lasagna. He shakily brings his fork to his mouth and winces slightly as he chews the food.

"How is it?" I ask

"It's good. Its' hot, but good." Oikawa replies. I cut off another bite for myself, and look up to check on Oikawa.

"Are you crying?" I ask

"W-What? No!" He replies, wiping his eyes with his sweater sleeve.

"Awww, do you wanna tissue?" I offer

"No, I don't need a tissue because I wasn't crying." Oikawa says firmly. He was definitely crying, but I know better than to test Oikawa's fragile ego.

"Alright fine, take another bite." I encourage. Oikawa shakily brings another bite of food into his mouth and chews. Slowly but surely, Oikawa finishes his meal.

"I'm so proud of you!" I exclaim, "Do you still want to go on a run?" I ask

"No, not really. Can we just stay in tonight? I have a ton of work to catch up on from when I missed classes because of..." Oikawa trails off. He jumps up as if a chill went down his back, and looks back at me "Anyway, I should probably start on that." Oikawa suggests.

"Of course, do you need any help?" I ask. Oikawa is majoring in art, so I probably can't do much for him, regardless, I should offer.

"Actually, yeah, can you grab my pencils from my desk? There should be a sharpener there too, can you grab that too?" Oikawa requests.

"Sure. What are you working on?" I inquire, walking over to Oikawa's desk.

"It's an anatomy project, so I'm basically just drawing bodies." he answers flatly.

"So you're drawing nudes? Do you need a model?" I joke. Oikawa is out of sight, but I can feel him rolling his eyes from across the apartment. I grab his pencil case and sharpener off his desk, and walk back over to him. "This sharpener doesn't have a blade in it." I observe. Oikawa spins around to look at me, his body suddenly tense.

"W-weird. Could you run to the store and get me a new one?" Oikawa asks. His skin suddenly looks much more pale and sweaty.

"Are you alright? You don't look well." I point out.

"I'm fine!" he snaps "Sorry, it's just," Oikawa pauses, as if he's trying to retain his composure "can you just get the pencil sharpener?" he asks.

"Of course, but are you sure you are alright? You look sick." I say.

"Damn it Iwa I said I'm fine! I'm not some fragile little boy, you don't have to take care of me anymore! I don't need you holding my hand through life, okay? I'm fine on my own!" Oikawa snaps.

"Why do you have to turn everything into a fight? I'm trying to help you through this, but you keep pushing me away. I'm not gonna leave you though, because despite what you think, you do need me in your life. Without me, you would probably be dead, so I'm not going to leave you, not ever, because I can't live without you either!" I shout. I look at Oikawa to see his reaction to my outburst, to find him shaking and wiping tears from his eyes.

"Can you-" he sobs, his voice cracking when he says the second word "Can you just get the pencil sharpener?"

"Fine." I say coolly. I grab my wallet and slide on a pair of shoes then walk out of our apartment.

I don't understand Oikawa sometimes. Throughout high school, we had a solid relationship figured out. I would yell at him and he would fall head over heels for me. When he found out that I actually liked him back, he was ecstatic. He immediately wanted to go out on dates and tell the whole team, but I insisted that we don't.

My parents weren't very supportive of gay people, so I didn't really want to tell them that I had gotten myself a boyfriend. Oikawa and I would hang out all the time, but I tried to make sure nobody suspected that we were anything more than friends.

Eventually, Oikawa and I decided that we didn't really care if people didn't accept us, because if they don't love us for being ourselves, then they never really loved us in the first place. So I came out to my parents, and told the team we were dating.

My parents didn't take well to the news that Oikawa and I were dating. They stopped talking to me, and eventually kicked me out. Luckily, Oikawa's parents were more than accepting of us, and let me move in with them.

The team was a bit weird about it at first, but got used to it pretty quickly. Most of them could tell Oikawa liked me, but just didn't think I actually liked him back. I think they were more surprised than upset, I had been pretty mean to Oikawa in the past few years as a cover up, so I could see how it came as a shock to them that I liked him.

Living with Oikawa was great, but when it came time to go to college, we didn't know what to do. Oikawa wanted to be an art major, and I wanted to major in business. We applied to the same schools, a few safe schools, and both of our dream schools. I got into my dream school, but Oikawa didn't. Splitting up didn't even cross our minds; so we ended up going to one of the safe schools that we both got into.

Why is Oikawa making so much drama about our relationship now?