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Slowly, Iwaizumi swivels his head around to eye the innocuous door. His first thought is to knock it down and throw Oikawa out the window. His second thought is to throw the speaker out the window instead, because it takes two to pay rent.
He does neither, because the speaker was an investment, rent is expensive, and Oikawa Tooru is something close to 72kg of pure muscle.
oikawa sings in the shower and iwaizumi is terribly in love
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Five times Iwaizumi had to listen to Oikawa vent about his date
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The last time Iwaizumi had to listen to Oikawa vent about his date.
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fic writer iwaizumi who deletes his fic on ao3 somehow manages to see oikawa on his twitter tl cry about the loss of his favorite fic every day
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Iwaizumi is desperate for a job and the bodyguard company that hires him is desperate for someone to work for their difficult client. Oikawa is exactly the snobby bratty diva the paparazzi makes him out to be. Or that's what Iwaizumi thinks until he gets to know the man beneath the popstar façade. He finds himself trapped between Oikawa's idol obligations and their growing interest in one another.
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At this point, it would be… foolish to pretend his fans were the only reason he found himself at Aoba Johsai Café so often. Were they still hunting Oikawa down after every shoot? Sure, but it was definitely his own two feet that dragged him to the familiar coffee shop day after day.
It was during one of these routine visits, as Iwaizumi was making Oikawa’s usual order, that Oikawa couldn’t help but blurt out, the thought that had plagued him all this time:
“You really don’t know who I am?”
Iwaizumi sent him a quizzical stare.
“Uhh, yeah,” he started with a snort, and Oikawa felt his heart drop to his shoes. “You’re that ass that comes in two minutes to close.”
…right.
Well, he wasn’t exactly wrong.
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or, a coffee-shop-actor-social-media iwaoi au