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As Oikawa left the hallway and returned to class, her mind was racing. Who were those boys and how DARE they talk to her Iwa in that way!? She was seething with anger, so much so, that her stomach ached with the bad feeling. But above that, she was thinking about Iwaizumi. How would she react if Oikawa told her what she heard? Should she tell her? Would Iwaizumi date that boy if Oikawa didn't tell her? What if she did?
Eventually, Oikawa made it back to class, an unhappy expression on her face to match the feelings she felt. Luckily (or maybe it was unluckily) Iwa was in a different class than Oikawa, and therefore unable to prod her for reasons explaining her sudden mood change.
However, although Iwa was unable to prod, others in the class could still prod, including Oikawa's insufferable Fan Club. One such member was currently RIGHT in Oikawa's face, asking questions about why she "is ruining her pretty face with such a mean look." Now, Oikawa had just about had it with this fan club. They were always nosy, always watching, and always right in her business. Sure, the gifts could be nice occasionally, but mostly they were a nuisance, and she currently had no idea how she was going to deal with this for two more years.
So, stressed out and running out of patience, Oikawa did the only acceptable thing and got right back in this kids face.
"I don't know Sato, MAYBE it's because I don't want your greasy ugly-ass self right in my face right now, especially since I'm on my PERIOD right now..." then a huff of air, continuing in a sarcastic tone, "but oh, I thought you already knew that because your ALWAYS in my business and follow me around 24/7.... Now please, get the fuck out of my face." Then she turned and brought her nose to the sky in a poshy manner.
Now, this would have been the perfect comeback (minus the small fib about her period–that wasn't for another week) however, she had spoken much too loud and now everyone was suddenly staring at her and gaping, including the teacher.
•••
Iwaizumi had been waiting outside Oikawa's classroom for longer than usual. She was beginning to get impatient. She just wanted to get to practice and she knew that if she left without Oikawa, it would become a huge deal. Suddenly, she saw one of Oikawa's classmates, and flagged her down to ask if she knew of her whereabouts. The girl grimaced and replied with an entirely too shocking answer of "Oh... she got in trouble earlier today and is in the principal's office..." before scurrying off.
Once Iwaizumi got to the office, all lectures of not getting into trouble immediately slipped from her tongue. In the office, Oikawa is sitting, and she can see tear stains down her face, ruining her makeup. Her hair is a little disheveled and she's playing with her fingers, looking down. Iwaizumi immediately heads towards her and wraps her in a big hug. Theres a huff of surprise from Oikawa, before she realizes who's hugging her, and relaxes into the touch. Its a nice hug for a few seconds, before Oikawa taps on Iwaizumi's arm and murmurs, muffled by clothes,
"I do love that your being affectionate for once, but your kinda suffocating me with your boobs..." Iwa immediately pulls back, admittedly a little embarrassed. "sorry... you just look like you really needed a hug..."
Oikawa smiles, and the sight releases a warm blooming feeling in her chest, but before she can get super caught up in it, she remembers why she's here.
"Anyways, I was waiting for you for forever, and then I heard you got in trouble, so, what happened?" She put on her best disapproving look, settling into the chair next to Oikawa.
"Well, I can tell you later, but right now they're waiting on some paperwork to give me some slip to give to my parents... Whatever" She rolled her eyes and Iwa chuckled a little bit. Knowing Oikawa, it wasn't something truly bad, more so something questionable that needed to be done. Because that's the type of person Oikawa was, always somehow doing the right thing even if it was against the rules.
•••
The walk home was silent for a few minutes, before Oikawa finally broke the silence.
"I really hate men" It was a statement, one that Iwaizumi had never heard from Oikawa. She usually was talking about men in regards to dating, and not much else. This new thought was definitely a recent development, so Iwaizumi went with a safe, "oh? What happened?"
Oikawa sighed, debating for a second before deciding to give in and tell Iwaizumi everything that happened, from the jerky boys talking about HER, to the greasy fan club member, even to the sexist old, slightly creepy male principal.
She concluded by adding, "I think i've had enough of men today to last me a lifetime." And Iwaizumi found herself agreeing. She had never had very positive interactions with men, she really didn't understand the hype. Plus, men were kind of ugly... Why would she date a crusty rude man, when perfect people, specifically perfect women, existed out there. People like Oikawa... Did she really just think that? No. Not Oikawa. Oikawa was her best friend...
A bit later, when Iwaizumi got home, the meanings of Oikawa's words sunk in a little; Oikawa had become so angry and frustrated because of something others had said about her... the fact made her very happy, letting the warm feeling blossom again. She of course ignored it, however, she couldn't ignore the smile that implanted itself onto her face, and didn't disappear for the rest of the night, amid other thought regarding men and women that truly all confused her.
•••
“Heyy Iwa?” She swung her hands by her side and abruptly stopped walking.
“Hm?” Iwaizumi looked up from the ground to address her best friend. They were currently walking home from another successful practice. It was dark out now because they had stayed out late to get extra practice. Staying later than even the boys team.
“What’s up?”
Oikawa exhaled and it was shaky. Why was she nervous?
“So... have you gotten confessed to yet or anything?”
Iwa rolled her eyes, “this again? Oikawa, I already told you no one has confessed to me and I’ll tell you when someone does. And No, before you ask, that one guy hasn't yet either, maybe he heard about what you did."
She chuckled, but Iwaizumi could tell it was a bit stiff, and before she could address it, Oikawa continued.
"Oh well I was just asking because... I was just wondering I guess if you wanted a relationship... or something like that, anytime soon."
Iwa thought back to her thoughts in the overall unappealing nature of men, and she scoffed. "No, I do not want a relationship right now..."
"So, you don't even wanna like, learn how to kiss or anything?"
It was a little random, but Iwaizumi pondered the question all the same. "I mean, I would like to try it one day, maybe... Ya i would want to do that, but, I mean no relationship and therefore no kissing, so what am I gonna do?"
Once again, Oikawa responded with a nervous chuckle, and shakily began, "S-so what if you didn't have to be in a relationship to kiss someone?" she looked to Iwaizumi, who frowned, replying, "Ya, but who's gonna kiss m-" Before she could even reply Oikawa was interrupting with a shy little "Me..." Iwaizumi turned, "What?" she asked.
"Me. You could always kiss me..." Before Iwaizumi could process what was said, Oikawa was quickly speaking to cover it up.
"I mean just like, as friends of course... We are best friends and only if you wanted of course! I'm just offering! I don't know I thought it would be good to try and practice maybe..." She was now rambling, and Iwaizumi pondered the offer. Did she want to kiss Oikawa? It would make sense she would kiss Oikawa, because they had always done everything together. They grew up, they had helped each other, and learned many things together. She still remembers playing silly games in the yard when they were just small children. Oikawa would play the Princess and Iwaizumi the Prince. How would this be any different from something like that? The only difference was that they were older and more grown up, therefore able to indulge in more grown up activities.
Then, Iwaizumi tried to imagine how it would be to kiss Oikawa, and a fluttery feeling grew in her stomach. She hadn't ever really thought about doing anything like that with Oikawa before, but now that she was, it suddenly sounded like a very good idea. Oikawa had the most perfect, pink, soft luscious lips. Anyone in the school would kill to kiss those lips, so why was it weird that Iwaizumi should feel any different?
"Ok." She interrupted Oikawa's nervous rambling. "We can kiss then... If you want to of course." Oikawa froze.
"Really?" She smiled, looked away, then smiled and looked at Iwaizumi again. "Ok." She repeated. "Sooo like... right now? or what?"
Iwaizumi looked around. They were alone on the street. "Maybe... once we get to your house. I don't want anyone to see and get the wrong idea or anything..." Iwaizumi didn't truly know why she had said that, because she usually didn't particularly care what others thought of her. However, in this case, a selfish part of her wanted it to be a private thing between just them. Kind of like their own little secret.
"oh ya... of course, of course!" Oikawa looked ahead, still sporting a small smile that made Iwaizumi's heart flutter. Whenever Oikawa gave a genuine smile, it was always around Iwaizumi, and it was always the most beautiful sight to see. Iwaizumi felt a little selfish sometimes for wishing to be the only person to ever see those smiles.
Eventually, after what felt like an entire lifetime, they made it Oikawa's house. They let themselves in–as they always do– and immediately went to Oikawa's room, noticing the empty house. Once inside Oikawa's room, she shut the door, and Iwaizumi immediately let out a snort upon seeing the room.
"Its very... clean in here?" Oikawa's room was never clean. And in all the years of knowing her, Iwaizumi had never even seen the dresser devoid of all clothes. However, today it was pristine and orderly. In fact, Oikawa's entire room was clean as well.
"Well yes, Iwa, I DO know how to clean." Oikawa rolled her eyes and set her bag down on the floor by her bed. All of a sudden Iwa remembered why she had come up here in the first place, and stood awkwardly by the door.
"Sooo... Are you gonna come over here or just stand there all day?" Oikawa teased, but Iwaizumi could detect the nervous tone in her voice. She slowly made her way to the bed and sat on the teal covers that had always been there.
She let out a breath of nervous air, flicking her gaze to Oikawa for a stolen second. Iwaizumi immediately regretted the glance, however, because when she did all her thoughts went blank. Oikawa was close to her, looking right at her own lips, and also leaning in. Iwaizumi licked her lips and instinctively leaned in as well, drawing her gaze to Oikawa's shiny, pink and beautiful lips. She could tell there was lipgloss on them, and it was the last thought Iwaizumi harbored before she closed her eyes and leaned the rest of the way.
Neither Oikawa nor Iwaizumi had ever kissed anyone before, so of course it was a little awkward and clumsy at first. Their lips came together in a soft and gentle way, tentative at first. Iwaizumi immediately identified Oikawa's lipgloss as strawberry flavored, she could taste it just inside her mouth. The first lip-lock was short, but then, they both pulled back a bit, tilted their heads, and proceeded in a way that made it feel like they had been born to kiss each other. Because neither had kissed anyone, they had nothing to compare it to, however, with this being said, the kiss was still very... amazing.
It was soft and sweet and overall very nice. Their lips moved against each other in a natural rhythm for only a few minutes. Eventually, Iwaizumi slowly brought her hand from it's awkward midair clench, to softly hold Oikawa's head. Oikawa's hands rested on Iwaizumi's strong shoulders.
However, after a few minutes both girls felt like if they didn't stop kissing now, they would never ever stop, and so, they regretfully pulled away.
As soon as they pulled away, Iwaizumi brushed at her lips, immediately regretting the decision, because she could no longer taste the lipgloss on her lips. Then, the first thing she said, "You wear way too much lipgloss." When she spoke, her voice came out a little hoarse, and she had to cough to clear it up.
Oikawa was immediate with a remark, commenting how she had to keep her perfect appearances up, but a tomboy like Iwa could never know anything about that. Iwaizumi just rolled her eyes, and everything was back to normal after that. They ate a snack, worked on homework, and then Iwaizumi went home.
They did not talk about the kiss at all.
•••
Oikawa doesn't know why she had asked Iwaizumi to kiss her. She didn't know why she had spent an entire night cleaning her entire room, just because she knew her Best Friend would be coming over in the afternoon. Lately, Oikawa had been acting very strange, and it was all very mysterious. It had all started when she heard those stupid boys talking about her Iwa in that way. However, despite starting fights with members of her fan club, Oikawa's biggest change was within her own head.
All of a sudden, she could not stop... paying attention to her best friend. It came in many forms. First, she thought about her. She thought about the kiss, how much she liked it. Second, she couldn't stop looking. She would always spot Iwaizumi first in a crowd, and always focus and stare at her during practice. There was one instance when it was an especially hot day at practice, and practically all the girls had taken off their shirts to practice in sports bras. This included Iwaizumi, and Oikawa could not look away from her black nike sports bra, her tan strong shoulders, or her trim athletic waist... It got especially bad when Oikawa kept looking down at her perfectly formed ass in those tight volleyball spandex shorts, defined even more by the black kneepads she wore. Oikawa felt dirty for looking at her best friend that way, but she really couldn't stop. Lastly, the worst change, was the dreams.
It started that night when she had been staring at Iwa all day at practice. She dreamt first that they were having a sleepover, and eventually they started kissing. The kissing was passionate, like the kind seen in movies, and Oikawa relished it. They were full on making out, and Dream Iwa was not even doing the real Iwa justice.
Then, she woke up in a start. Her first immediate thought is "What the fuck. Am I gay?" followed by an even worse thought of, "Am I gay for my best friend?"
•••
Iwaizumi had been having a rough night. She had one final exam, two tests and basically some sort of quiz in almost every class that day at school. She also hadn't been doing too well in practice, probably because she kept getting distracted by stupid Oikawa in her stupid sports bra and spandex shorts and knee brace that really shouldn't be so distracting. It was honestly infuriating how hard Iwaizumi had to focus to be able to avert her eyes from the slim perfect body of her best friend. She was just so distracting. Additionally, to top it all off, Iwaizumi was on her period. It truly was proving to be one of the worst weeks of her life, and now she was laying awake in bed, at 2am, thinking about that dumb stupid kiss. She called it dumb and stupid because she didn't want to admit that she actually really liked it and would definitely not object if Oikawa offered another kiss.
So, because of the shitty day, and constant thoughts of Oikawa, Iwaizumi ended up with her number dialed in her phone, calling her best friend at 2am. Who else could she call? Who else could she run to in the middle of the night? Oikawa and her always depended on each other like that, they trusted each other like that. Who else would she go to besides Oikawa? The answer was Oikawa because it was always Oikawa. Because they were... best friends... right? Iwaizumi thought all these thoughts when the phone was dialing. Best friends can kiss each for “practice” right? Best friends can have a different type of bond than anyone else... right?
And then Oikawa picked up the phone, she sounded truly worried with an immediate tentative, "Iwa?" upon answering the call. "Is everything alright?"
"Uh" her throat was suddenly dry. She really needed to see Oikawa right now.
"Can i maybe come... over.?" the last part was quiet. "I've had kind of a bad day" she tacked on quickly before Oikawa could ask again if everything was ok. There was silence for a second, and Iwaizumi couldn't help to worry. What if Oikawa said no? What would she do.
"Ya... Let me just..." There was some shuffling, "Let me unlock the window and you can climb through, ok?"
Iwaizumi thanked the gods once again that her best friend was so amazing and perfect and sweet, and also that her bedroom was right next to an easily climbable tree. It was going to be easy to sneak into, which Iwaizumi only knew because of their habit of sneaking out to play in the dark when they were little. She replied in acknowledgement, and hung up the phone.
In a matter of minutes, she was lightly knocking on Oikawa's window and being let in. It hadn't taken long since Oikawa's house was very close to Iwaizumi's. She knew the path there by heart.
When she got inside, she settled on the floor, leaning against the bed, with Oikawa next to her. She spoke first,
"Hey, I'm sorry about your bad day... Do you wanna talk about it at all?" She gave a sweet smile that made Iwaizumi want to lean in and... kiss it.
Maybe it was the exhaustion, but something had clearly damaged Iwaizumi's brain to mouth filter, so, she said it out loud–"Do you want to... kiss again?"
And then, just like the perfect person she is, Oikawa simply nodded, leaned in, and kissed Iwaizumi. No questions. No disgust at having to kiss her best friend who was a girl. And Iwaizumi really thought Oikawa couldn't get any more perfect.
This kiss was somehow better than the last. They knew a bit more of what to do, and it also lasted longer. Although Oikawa was not wearing any lipgloss this time, the kiss still somehow tasted sweet and good. But, before they could really get into it, Oikawa pulled away, licking her lips and looking down almost guiltily.
"Actually, Iwa... I have to tell you something before we kiss more."
Kiss more? They were allowed to kiss more? The thought made Iwa giddy with excitement, before replying, "Sure what's up." She really didn't know what was so important they had to stop the amazing kiss.
"I'm... not actually, like, attracted to men... I don't think."
"Huh?"
What had she said? What did she mean she wasn't 'attracted to men.' She talked about them all the time right?
"Like... I'm... gay. Or, technically, I guess... a Lesbian."
A Lesbian.
A lesbian...
As in... a girl... who could like other girls...?
And then, all of a sudden, it all made sense. It made sense why women were just so much more beautiful than men. Men repulsed her, and now it suddenly made sense why. Why she had crinkled her nose at Oikawa's first mention of boys and romance, why she had always had trouble looking away from girls with nice assets, and why she always paid so much attention to all the pretty, cool, girls she had ever known.
It made sense. She didn’t have to like men, she could like women, and coming to that realization was the most freeing thing ever, like she was finally coming up from a deep dive for a breath of fresh air. Before she knew it, she was sitting in Oikawa's room, after her best friend had just came out to her, and there were tears streaming down her face.
“Uh... Iwa?” She had forgotten Oikawa was there, and returned a barely contained smile to her best friend. Then before she knew what she was doing, she wrapped her arms around her best friend, murmuring, "I love you, I love you so much" over and over again to her. Pretty soon they were both crying and then, Iwaizumi got a whiff of Oikawa's shampoo hair, and she started crying harder because her best friend was really actually gay just like her and so perfect and that was great because...
Oh Shit.
She liked girls. Oikawa was a girl. Oikawa had been distracting her for probably her whole life, always forcing Iwaizumi's attention; Iwaizumi had always been watching Oikawa. And maybe those feelings of wanting to 'look like her' were actually feelings of wanting to 'be with her.'
Oh shit.
Iwa had always been looking, until she realized that all she had to do was look right next to her the entire time. Then she would have found exactly what she had been searching for for all these years. She was searching for Oikawa.
Iwaizumi loved Oikawa and there was no denying it anymore. She’d probably loved her ever since they had played princess and prince together. Iwaizumi was always the prince, and would it be too cheesy to say she wanted to be Oikawa’s prince for the rest of her life?
"Oikawa! I want to be your prince for forever!"
Did she just say that out loud?
Yep. She did, because Oikawa was definitely looking at her very confusedly at the moment.
Well, she couldn't go back now.
"I am also lesbi-. I mean, I also, no- shit." Why were words so hard for her in the times when she depended on them the most. A deep breath. God she was still crying, must be the hormones or whatever from her period. Try again, she scolded.
"I want to say, I am also gay. I am also... like... inlovewithyou!" She said it in a quick breath, and her heart was beating so fast she could hear it in her brain. She looked up, and Oikawa was trying to contain one of her natural breathtaking smiles.
"I-" She paused, shifting nervously. Oh god was this rejection? "As in like... you, also, like kissing me?"
Also!?
"Yes..." She wanted to believe it but was also too scared... this had to be real it had to be real. But, then Oikawa pushed their lips together again and furiously kissed Iwaizumi and then withdrew and whispered in her ear like the perfect romantic person she was, "I also love you... And I also really love kissing you too..."
•••
Later, when they were tangled in Oikawas teal sheets, on a school night, Oikawa finally had the mind to ask, "What's with the whole, being my prince forever thing?"
And, Iwaizumi blushed for probably the first time in her life before falling peacefully asleep on the same pillow as her best friend and forever companion, faces so close they were breathing each other's air.