Conquering the Great King

𝘗𝘢𝘳𝘵 55 (The Great King's End pt.3)

The next day Oikawa was absentmindedly doodling circles on his notepad. He had lost track of how long he had been doing it, but when he looked down and saw the sprawled out blotch of ink he realized he had probably looked like one of those horror movie victims right before they snap and off themselves or everyone around them.

Oikawa paused, pen stalling on paper and voice far removed from himself, "I'm going to die in seven days."

Then Oikawa's phone started ringing and he actually shrieked, earning him a sideways glance from his secretary as she dipped into the doorway to see if he was okay.

Oikawa waved her off, but his heart was jumping in his chest again when he looked down and saw the contact name. He wished he didn't feel queasy.

"Iwa-chan," he greeted, voice lilting to try and bubble but hitching flat on nervousness in his throat.

"Hey."

Oikawa glanced off to the side, "Uhm... what's up?"

There was a pause, and then Iwaizumi cleared his throat, "I..." another pause. Was it hot in here? Was Oikawa actually sweating? "Can I take you to dinner tomorrow?"

Oikawa's arm trembled. Soon, Iwaizumi had told him. He had to give his answer soon.

That was days ago.

Oikawa swallowed, "Yeah." His gaze fell over to his desk, "Of course."

"Okay. Just... come over around six."

"Alright. Should I... come over tonight?"

More silence. Oikawa was just opening his mouth to back out, to shoulder the conversational shame and say, "Oh, wait, never mind I'm busy" when Iwaizumi finally answered, "Yeah. Yeah, that would be good."

That would be good. "Okay," Oikawa exhaled. "I will then."

"Right."

"Right."

"Bye."

Oikawa hung up the phone and almost threw it across the room.