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“Maybe we'll meet again, when we are slightly older and our minds less hectic, and I'll be right for you and you'll be right for me.
But right now, I am chaos to your thoughts, and you are poison to my heart.”
In Oikawa's world of shadows, love is a liability. One that bleeds, breathes, and can be taken away. It has a name, a target painted on its back.
The Prime Minister's son wasn't supposed to matter—until he did. Until Iwaizumi became more than a distraction, more than a safehouse, more than a calculated indulgence that shouldn't mean anything.
They never called it love. Never dared.
But behind closed doors and under dim lights, between whispered orders and bruising praise, something raw keeps surfacing—need, surrender, and the ache of something they won't name.
Iwaizumi takes what he's offered. Oikawa pretends it's not what he needs.
Guns don’t scare him. Torture chambers cease to shake him. But a gentle touch, a loving gaze—those are threats Oikawa never trained for.
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- Part 3 of Orders in the Dark
Bookmarked by lerz
20 Oct 2025
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"And did you like my music...?” The pianist raised his eyebrows.
“Iwaizumi. Iwaizumi Hajime. And yes, I like your music very much.” Come to think of it, listening to Oikawa play the piano had become one of Iwaizumi's favorite things and he had no idea how or when it had happened.
“Iwaizumi…” Oikawa murmured to himself, slowly, as if he were tasting the syllables on his tongue, and Iwaizumi shivered at the sound of his name on his lips. Oikawa smiled and extended his hand to him. “Oikawa Tooru. Nice to meet you, even though you almost broke my coccyx.”
or: in which Iwaizumi falls in love with Oikawa's music first, and then with Oikawa himself.
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28 Sep 2025
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Iwaizumi lived in a world of silence.
Or rather, due to his profound hearing loss, the world was much quieter for him than it was for most other people. That may have seemed sad to some people, but Iwaizumi, at the ripe old age of seven, thought those people were stupid. Hearing was terrible. The moulds of his hearing aids always hurt his ears when he kept them in for too long, and when he did wear them, everything was so loud, from the clicking of keyboards on the computers at school, to the jumble of voices when everyone in a room seemed to be talking all at the same time.
Most days, Iwaizumi chose to forget his hearing aids, lose them at home, or simply refuse to wear them. At home, there was no need for them; his parents also had hearing loss, so they tended to communicate through sign language, though they did speak aloud and encouraged him to do the same to practice lip reading. Neither of them wore hearing aids. His parents got by just fine, and so would he.
He only wished the rest of the world could understand that.
Bookmarked by lerz
28 Sep 2025
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It’s only been a week since Iwaizumi first started thinking of the color purple. And also, he’s fallen in love.
Or, alternatively: Oikawa confesses. Iwaizumi tries to forget.
Bookmarked by lerz
28 Sep 2025