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They are trapped in a gray area, a space filled with unspoken words and memories of the past.
For a few seconds Oikawa allows himself to exist in that gray area, where there is only Iwaizumi and the soft piano medley. Hundreds of candles are spread throughout the room, each flame casting a gentle glow and draping Iwaizumi in shades of gold. Wisteria hangs from the ceiling; a mosaic of purple and white that compliments the dark fabric of Iwaizumi’s suit beautifully.
Perhaps, in another life, they could’ve had this. Beautiful flowers and gold bands.
(or: seven years after their break-up, oikawa and iwaizumi run into each other at a wedding).
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Ainosuke gets sick and he is annoyed that Tadashi doesn't let him leave the bed.
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The physical contact they have during the day is minimal: no relationship between them except of an employer and his secretary.
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Hajime raises his head, only to see Tooru arching a brow at him as he crosses his arms. There’s a grin on his face, smug and a little devious, and Hajime wishes a meteor would strike the earth at this very moment. Mortification creeps up on him, a flush traveling up his neck and bleeding into his cheeks just as Tooru says, “So you’re dating me, huh?”
(or: iwaizumi and oikawa pretend to be a couple during a family trip, because that will definitely go well).
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Bookmarked by Lilu37362
06 Apr 2026
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“Y’know, I hate when you’re right.”
Tooru grins up at him, head tilted slightly back. “Funny, ‘cause I kinda like it.”“Bullshit,” Takahiro drawls. “I refuse to believe you’re that stupid.”
“I believe it,” Issei supplies, entirely unhelpful.“God, I’m such a fucking idiot.”
“That seems to be the general consensus, yeah,” Takahiro replies dryly.“So your immediate reaction is to slam the door in my face?” Hajime argues. “What are you—twelve?!”
“Maybe!”I don’t mind any ulterior motives—if anything ulterior motives are encouraged.
“That’s not something to apologize for. I don’t accept your apology.”
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Simultaneously, Oikawa slides off the couch until he’s kneeling in front of Iwaizumi and glancing up at him. His gaze is heavy-lidded while a flush spreads across his cheeks, coloring his skin a magnificent shade of crimson. It’s accompanied by a knowing smile, which causes Iwaizumi to bite down on his lower lip. God, those glasses really look good on him.
“You can fuck my mouth while I wear them,” Oikawa says then, dragging the syllables out and painting them across Iwaizumi’s skin with warm breaths.
Iwaizumi chokes on his next inhale.
(or: oikawa gets a pair of new glasses and iwaizumi really likes them).