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This is a love story. Your typical on screen and pages entertainment. Where two person fell in love and supposedly they live happily ever after or maybe it ends miserably. In this case it is the later. This story ends with tears and a broken heart. Episodes of contemplation and sacrifices of self worth, where one question the other and themselves. New characters spark in his lives as he carries his gouged open soul, still warm beating heart across the hall of memory. With his blood stained hands he grasps on the memories he had left in him in an effort to at least stitch his wounds. This is a love story, one you often look at as entertainment as you yearn for something like this.
Iwaizumi had always loved Oikawa, that one bright shiny sun in his life. His entrance was accidental but his departure was foreseen. Years of knowing each other, being childhood friends, teammates, partners, lovers, family it was all so beautiful on the canvas but the little details in them are excruciatingly wounding. Iwaizumi held tight the polaroid they had together. It was Tooru's first match against Japan, the big reunion. The monster from highschool that had grown so big he conquered the international league. Iwaizumi smiled when he first saw Tooru, the said monster who had occupied his heart since he was 15.
"What happened to your face Shittykawa"
"I've gotten more desirable that's what happened"
They both laughed at the locker room, muffled roars of the audience were nerve-wracking, but it's their life, they've always played in the public sight. Whatever it is that's going on in this locker room is the only hidden thing they reserved for their private eyes.
"And stop calling me that, we're not in highschool anymore"
Tooru rested his hands against Iwaizumi's hips.
"Tooru"
Iwaizumi said with a smirk. The brunette smiled before pulling Iwaizumi closer.
"That's more like it"
A kiss. As if on cue the audience outside roared like celebrating their love. In the locker, Japan vs Argentina, muffled roar from the audience, Iwaizumi felt like he's on the top of the world.
The match ended and they both took a picture using a polaroid camera he borrowed from his co-worker. Their arms hugging each others at the shoulders, Oikawa did a 'peace' sign, face sweaty and filled with satisfaction. Iwaizumi smiled with a hint of proudness on his face. It was cute, it was intimate. It was the only thing he had left hidden under the pile of stuff in his drawer.
They've had always been together that it made sense if they dated, but they didn't date until the end of Interhigh Preliminaries. At that time he already knew that Oikawa will be going abroad to continue his dream, he had also decided on what he wants to do for his future. After dinner and their last game together with other 3rd years, both of them walked home together. That's when Iwaizumi get his feelings across. Under the moonlight and decorated by tears from their youth, he declared his love to Oikawa. It was embarrassing of course, but his feelings were genuine. He wants his best friend to know. To his surprise Oikawa was stunned, and then he took Iwaizumi hand and they walked home together. Hand in hand. Under the moonlight you can see blush across their faces, they were silent the whole time but they both know they're really made for each other.
That was when it all happened, the secret kisses, silent flirting, discreet overprotectiveness when Oikawa was surrounded by his fans, or when Iwaizumi got a surprise confession from a girl. They never show it openly, but these little bantering, blushes and soft actions proved that they love each other. Though Mattsun and Makki can kind of guess what was going on, they never really said anything because they secretly were rooting for Iwaizumi and Oikawa.
Then it's the last day for Oikawa in Japan, they were having a sleepover. Laying next to each other in Oikawa's room.
"You better take care of yourself there"
"You really do act like my mom Iwa"
He kicked Oikawa's side. Then it was silence
"Hey"
Oikawa called for him. Iwaizumi rolled his head to the side, meeting the face he dear the most.
"I'm gonna miss you Iwa"
Shit.
Iwaizumi scoot closer to Oikawa, feeling nervous but he felt like this was the right thing to do. His hand crept up to Oikawa's cheek pulling him close before sealing the gap between them. Oikawa was soft and calm, he was a jittering mess. This was not their first kiss but to Iwaizumi, everything will always feel new and he wants to treasure these feelings he have.
"You need to stop being to self conscious whenever we kiss you know"
"I know, but..." he caresses Oikawa's face "you make me feel a lot of thing" a deep red blush came across Iwaizumi's face
"Pfft who knows Iwa can say romantic stuff"
"Shut up Crappykawa" he clapped his hands against Oikawa's cheek before laughing. The whole night they spent talking to each other about their dreams and future, sometimes their legs will touch each others, maybe their hand will come up to play with the other's hair. It was all little and small act of love but it still made their hearts beat faster.
"I love you Iwa"
Oikawa said, lolling his head to the side. Iwaizumi looked into his brown eyes.
"I love you more Tooru"
Tomorrow Tooru will leave at 10 a.m, he needs to leave at 7. Right now it's 3 a.m, 4 more hours before he leaves. Iwaizumi couldn't sleep that night, he was thinking all sorts of thoughts, how hard long distance will be, how they will contact each other, Oikawa's hectic schedule, his future. Tooru's soft snores kept him company for the night, he stared at Tooru's face. Taking in all of him, trying to memorize the little details of his face. Maybe in a few years he'll look different, maybe Tooru will have mustache or beard though he'll look ugly in them. Maybe his hair will grow longer, the youthful details will be replaced with more mature lines from his hard work. He was worried because Tooru often works to the point of self neglect, here he can occasionally checks up on him but a thousand miles away? His fingers traced the outline of Tooru's face.
The beginning of their long distance was easier than he thought, they called regularly and Tooru texts him whenever he can. Sometimes he'd get busy but Iwaizumi did all he can to try and understand him. He'd join his university programs and be involved in events so his mind won't fly back to Tooru. It worked for the first few months. Then they began fighting. Iwaizumi would see Tooru posting pictures on his accounts, be it at the gym, training, eating but during that time he won't reply to Iwaizumi's texts. So when he called Oikawa, he was so pissed he couldn't contain himself from acting childish. That was the first time that he felt so petty and difficult. But they resolved the fight after 2 days because Iwaizumi realised how important it is to explain himself properly. It's different now, back then when Tooru was near to him. He can see him, his body language, his hesitation. But now he doesn't know anything, they're so far from each other.
The second fight was when Iwaizumi forgot to reply to Tooru's text because he was busy finishing his assignments. It was tragic because apparently that day Tooru had a bad one. He was scolded and felt so alone, so when Iwaizumi didn't reply him for two days, Oikawa just exploded. He doesn't remember how they resolved that though but that's when he realized texts from Oikawa just reduced by a bit. However his mistakes guilt consumed him so he never really addressed that to Tooru.
In the midst of the complicated relationship, there's this one day Iwaizumi remembered the most. Tooru had returned to Japan without him knowing, it was at night. Iwaizumi was already asleep in his bed. Tooru sneaked in and got into the bed with him, hugging him close. In sleep Iwaizumi pulled himself closer into Tooru's chest, without knowing. Just his pure instinct to get close to his lover. In the dark room Oikawa smiled to himself, kissed Iwaizumi on his head before falling asleep. The next morning Iwaizumi was rattled because who the fuck is in his bed and why the fuck is he hugging him??? When he realized it was Tooru, he immediately snuggled into him, close. He was unaware of how much he missed Tooru. Long distance was hard, but they make it work, until it doesn't.
2 months after the polaroid was taken their relationship began to shake. Almost 10 years together finally reaching it's melting point because the distance has finally dominated their relationship. Unresolved feelings, hesitations, occasional trust issues, they are all normal when you're in long distance. It's been 10 years, the sparks is not there anymore, it happens, if not now then in the future, he knows all that but then why do these tears keep on falling?
They were both sick of being apart. The never ending fights and implicit trust issues. They tried to be there for each other but the loneliness is inevitable. They felt lonely. It can all be resolved if one of them can just leave their career and go to each other, maybe Iwa can come to Argentina and be a trainer there, maybe Oikawa can join the volleyball team in Japan. But life does not work like that, one does not simply throw everything away before the moment come. They're in their prime, why throw everything away? Consequently, they're hurt by each other. Sometimes Iwaizumi will ignore Oikawa for days on end, claiming that he is busy just because he was pissed at him. Sometimes Oikawa would purposely make Iwa jealous by posting pictures with other men or women. They fought, that's who they are only it was too much and they crossed the line.
"We should break up"
Oikawa said one day, through the phone. Iwaizumi was shocked because he did NOT see it coming. In the future maybe, but he has plenty of time to fix that, not right now.
"What?"
Then there was silence. The air between them was so tight because neither wanted this to happen.
"You heard me Iwa. It's not good for us"
Then he felt the anger seeping into him
"Don't decide what's good or not for us. You don't get to decide that"
"You know it's true"
He in fact does know. So Iwaizumi did nothing but grit his teeth.
"Hey, I enjoyed our time together. Really"
Silence
"Iwa answer me"
Iwaizumi looked up to see Tooru already misty-eyed. He was an asshole to Tooru a lot of time. He can't do that to him anymore.
"Tooru, look let's fix this okay, we can get through this like we always do"
Then Oikawa's tears dropped, dragging years of memories down his face. He pulled the camera away from him, leaving Iwaizumi only the view of his ceiling. He can feel the sting burning in his eyes.
"Tooru, don't do this to me please "
He didn't reply but Iwaizumi can hear his soft sobs from the end of the call. They ended up sleep calling with each other. Iwaizumi pulled the screen close to him, watching Tooru sleep with tears stains on his face. His heart was shattering, he considered flying to Argentina tomorrow morning just to change Tooru's mind. The pain consumed him, and the only life line that's holding him was Oikawa soft snores from the end of the line. When he woke up tomorrow, the call was ended 2 hours earlier. The life line snapped.
Iwaizumi did not take the break up easily. He called Oikawa and spammed his messages but they were all left unanswered. Iwaizumi spent most of his time at the gym, carrying the heaviest weight there is, running for hours end, skipping, weight lifting, cycling. Everything on repeat and all of these time Oikawa's tears stained face was permanently furnished in his mind. After 3 months Iwaizumi finally dared to open his social media again. He saw Tooru's pictures and stories, his new achievements, friends, activities, teammate. Iwaizumi felt like a loser because here he was still stuck will Tooru. But him, he was out there accomplishing his dreams. However it is Iwaizumi, he loves Tooru too much to feel any kind of hatred towards him. He loves him, he still do.
By month 5 Iwaizumi can finally function as usual. No more random waterworks when he's reminded of Oikawa, no longer hollowed chest at midnight and no more complicated feelings and attempts to reach out to Oikawa. He is okay, he will be okay. That is until he attended the after-party after the match between Japan and Brazil during the finals of Olympics that he saw the tall figure that was so prominent in his life that his whole being was being rocked to the core again. It is Tooru, in casual outfit, talking with champagne in his hands. He looked as good as ever but with a little bit change in his hairstyle. Iwaizumi froze, what should he do? He thought. The grip he had on his glass tighten just like his throat. Every single memories he kept locked in the back of his mind came flowing like a dam being opened. The stream was too harsh, rocking in his mind forcing him to run to the nearest toilet to throw it all away.
Iwaizumi gripped the toilet bowl, catching his breath. He vomited the overwhelming feelings away as tears streamed down his face. It's Oikawa, the love of his life who broke his heart, just standing before him. His breaths turned raggedy as he tried to keep his sobs down, hand clasping against his mouth as his eyes wavered with damned tears dropped down to his chin. He needed a moment. It still hurts so much, like the wound he had carefully patched was ripped open carelessly, shredded to pieces as he stared in confusion, helpless to help himself. He's still deep in Oikawa, never once he budged from this place.
After a few minutes catching himself, Iwaizumi finally stood up. He fixed his blazer and wiped away the last of his tears. At the sink outside waiting for him was Oikawa. Hands rested against the sink, head hanging low. He saw Iwaizumi staring at him earlier before sprinting to the toilet. He followed Iwa because he was worried, he felt guilty. Now in front of him was Iwa's tear streaked face, eyes filled with surprise when the sight of him entered Iwaizumi's eyes. This is awkward. Iwaizumi cleared his throat before walking to the sink next to him, washing his face trying to get rid of any evidence of grief in his eyes.
"Hey"
Oikawa said, trying to break the silence. Iwaizumi stopped washing, turned off the tap before putting his hands on the sink. Letting his head hung before sighing.
"Hi"
He turned to face Oikawa, forcing a smile. To Oikawa's eyes, he can see right through him. He can see Iwaizumi in pain, he heard him vomit in fact. Iwaizumi is holding his broken heart in his hands, shoving it to Oikawa's face without him knowing. All because Oikawa knows him, he sees right through him. He held back a gasp, his heart is also chipping away at the sight of Iwaizumi. He loves him, he still do. When he was vomiting and crying Oikawa wanted to break down the door and hug him close. He wants to rub his back and tell him everything will be okay. But he didn't. He's too scared, he's ashamed to even face Iwaizumi right now because he also knows that Iwa can see right through his tough facade. Because under all this all he wanted to do is pull Iwa close and kiss him. He followed Iwaizumi to the toilet because he was worried, he felt guilty and most importantly he missed Iwa.
"You okay?"
"What do you think?"
"Haha yeah sorry"
It all fell silent again. Iwaizumi stared at him through the mirror.
"When did you land?"
Iwaizumi asked
"Yesterday, I'm leaving in two days"
"I see"
The tension is so thick you can slice it with a knife. Oikawa can only stare at his feet. Iwaizumi walked over to grab the tissues behind him. Oikawa can smell his familiar perfume all over his face. It brings him a sense of nostalgia, something he missed so fucking much, then he looked up to meet Iwa's eyes.
"I missed you" he said.
And then it all happened in a flash. Those were his trigger words, Iwaizumi pulled Oikawa into a kiss. As if he's been waiting for Tooru to say that for the past 5 months, all those painful memories melted away revealing the 10 years of memories they had together. The taste of Oikawa's lips had Iwaizumi teary in his eyes and so does Oikawa. They kissed each other like they can't get enough of them. Hands all over the place just to feel their bodies together one last time. Oikawa put his arms around Iwaizumi while Iwa placed his hands firmly on his hips. Their grunts and relieved sighed escaped and filled the bathroom, the moves were natural, as if it's in their psyche to kiss. The gliding of their tongue, occasionally being replaced with little pecks on the lips. Nibbling and playful tug on lips. Oikawa even moaned into the kiss when Iwa pulled his bottom lips with his teeth. It's too much, he missed this too much. Iwaizumi all over him, holding him close making sure he is loved. Then someone entered the toilet, the sudden loud music from the outside cut off the moments of sentimentality between them.
"Shit sorry"
The stranger said before closing the doors on them. Oikawa and Iwaizumi pulled themselves off of each other. Gasping and silently catching their breath. Oikawa's hair is a little bit messed up, Iwaizumi's shirt had been pulled out of its tuck, they both stared at each other with faint blush on their cheeks
"Uh.. it's 30 minutes drive to my apartment"
Iwaizumi gambled. Looking down as he said so because he doesn't want to see Oikawa's expression.
"My hotel room is just up here"
He said staring at Iwaizumi who was also staring at him in shock. Then they both walked, practically ran away from the after-party. Iwaizumi followed Oikawa to his hotel room, heart thumping out of his chest. All those work out he did for the past months prepared him for this. He's a little bit more filled out, his muscles more defined and he swore he is sexier. And maybe he can win Oikawa back. He stared at Oikawa's back, striding to his room as quick as he could. For all these years he had loved Oikawa, then he can only miss him. But right now maybe the time has come for him to love Oikawa again. He reached forward to hold Tooru's hand, it was replaced with a squeeze, pulling him closer and deeper into Tooru.
Upon reaching the room, Oikawa didn't waste any time to kiss Iwa. This time more intensely, with his hands desperately trying to pull his stupid suit off. Iwa helped him all the while playing along with the kiss. They're still the same, despite melancholy played over and over between them, they still find room to play around. Telling each other 'its okay' 'i missed you' 'you still suck at kissing'. Then Iwaizumi can feel his upper body exposed to the cold air as Tooru's nails keep on scratching his back.
"You're as toned as ever"
"I wonder who made me like that"
Then Tooru chuckled, kissing Iwaizumi's cheek before moving to his neck. Iwaizumi peeked over to his bed at the middle of the room, while Oikawa is busy leaving hickeys on him, he walked slowly guiding Tooru to his bed before sitting down allowing Tooru to straddle him. He placed his hands against Tooru's ass pulling him closer to his body. Tooru left multiple hickeys on him, biting a few times which caused Iwa to yelp and secured his ass a little bit more. The weight of Tooru is the same as he remembered, but now since he's a little bit bulked up he found out that it is easier to move him around. Oikawa pushed him down, hands still lingering on his body, feeling him up one more time. He wants to remember how Iwa feels like under him, if the 5 months he left Iwa had changed anything in him. Oikawa pressed his tongue on a certain spot at the base of Iwaizumi's neck. He tensed up
'He's the same as ever'
Oikawa smirked and goes lower. Leaving trail of kisses on his chest, sucking his right tit while his right hand went up to play with his nipple. Twisting and lightly pulling it. Iwaizumi grunted and he can feel his dick already hard, leaking even, rubbing against his briefs and Tooru's hips. He felt frustration building in him as Tooru is taking his sweet time fueling him with lust.
"Tooru"
Oikawa replied with a 'hm' mouth still occupied with leaving marks on Iwaizumi's chest.
"Get this over with, I need you"
That came out like a grunt, a frustrated one. Oikawa laughed and lifted his head up, resting his chin on Iwa's chest. He can feel Iwa's dick against his hips, and the sounds coming out of Iwa is as tempting as he remembers.
"Come on, let me have some fun"
Iwa blushed and looked away. Of course Tooru's gonna be irritating and tease the shit out of him. He knows all his soft spots and weaknesses, a part of him wanted to feel more of Tooru's touch, he wanted to indulge it slowly and properly. Because he missed it, fuck he really missed this. But that also caused him to be more sensitive than ever. The overwhelming touches mixed with his feelings caused Iwa to reach his limit quicker, he don't want to cum now, because cumming means everything will be over. He don't want that. However one more touch from Oikawa he's gonna spill in his pants like a desperate slut. Fuck he needs to hold on, he needs to stop these touches. He needs to touch Tooru instead. So he gave one look at Oikawa, pushed himself up, held him by his shoulders before flipping their position so Iwaizumi is on top. Tooru let out a surprised gasp as he looked at Iwa in confusion and shock. Iwaizumi lifted up his shirt, exposing Tooru's bare chest, he's a little paler than him so the contrast between Tooru's chest and his hand drove Iwaizumi crazy. The faint movement from his breathing is so sexy in his eyes. He already forgot how hot Tooru's body made him feel, and feeling it all again felt like a breath of fresh air. He won't lie, there are once or twice where he tried to find someone else to fill the hole in his chest, but none of them felt as good as Tooru, and he's not even in Tooru right now. That's how bad Tooru can drive him out of his mind. Just the sight of him can make Iwaizumi fold, the sound of his breathing made him calm and how he looks underneath him right now made him feel alive. More than ever.
Oikawa can feel Iwa's finger tracing his chest, pressing just enough pressure to keep his nerves alive. Normally he'd be the one to tease the shit out of Iwa, but when he's in a good mood, Iwa can be quite infuriating. He'll touch his body lightly just to keep the feelings linger, leaving Oikawa wanting more. But he'll never give him more. Iwa will only stare at him, with those ridiculously sharp eyes. Iwa won't tease physically, whatever he does to Oikawa's body was purely curiousity and fascination. He's so interested with what kind of reaction Oikawa will give with certain touch. He'll stare interested, indulging Oikawa's expressions, burying that deep in his mind. This drive Oikawa crazy of course, because of how exposed he feels with those eyes staring at him. It is like someone seeing who he truly is, at the most vulnerable moment in his life. And the worst of it? He enjoys every single fucking second of it. Being the center of attention? Drawing all eyes to himself whenever he's on the court? That's literally a guilty pleasure of his whenever he plays volleyball. But someone so dear to him eyeing him close, giving him his full attention, even the thought of it made Oikawa leak through his briefs. For Iwaizumi the light expression to soft touches is the best part of sex. He felt like the early anticipation and the frustration of not knowing what he'll do next kept him on the edge. His touch did something to this man, and he's showing all of it on his face. Iwaizumi's dick harden.
Slowly he dip his head to kiss Tooru's neck. Tasting his sex salt skin, making sure to take his time just to calm himself down. He's so hard down there. Tooru sighed and put one hand over his eyes, his other hand buried deep in Iwa's hair. Iwaizumi sucked slowly, leaving a deep purple mark so high up Tooru's neck, visible for view tomorrow. He left a few more before moving on to his collarbone. He wants to make sure Tooru remember him for the few days. He wants Tooru covered in his sweat after practice, and when he's in the locker wanting to shower, he'd see the hickeys all over his body. A temporary dye that'll remind him of Iwa over and over that he'll come back crawling because he wants more.
"Iwa..hurry up" Tooru said, desperate.
Same like Iwa he can't really wait and keep up with the foreplay. He tried with other people to forget Iwa, but none of them can give the same satisfaction Iwa gave. They always wanted him to bottom and act like a whore. Their superiority complex because they get to fuck someone like him, they want to look down on him so bad. But with Iwa, he is equal. He doesn't have to feel forced or degraded whenever someone wanted to fuck him just to get him to his knees. With Iwa, he can play around. He can tease Iwa and knows everything that Iwa enjoys. He can feel his love overflowing with each touch and how much Iwa appreciate their moments together. That's the kind of person Iwa is. He loves every single part of Oikawa and he wants to appreciate every single form of him. He'd never make him feel degraded, unless intended or hurt him again unless consented. He'd made sure Oikawa is the one in control despite their position it is as if he wants Oikawa to know that he worships him.
Iwaizumi kisses Oikawa's torso one more time before lifting himself up. He leaned in to gently bite Tooru's ear. Tenderly as his hand travelled down to Tooru's pants, tugging it. Oikawa took the sign and pulled his pants off completely, letting his dick sprung free rubbing against Iwa's hips. Iwaizumi licked the back of Tooru's ear making him moan as he wrapped his fingers around Tooru's dick. Feeling it's size and warmth. He's already leaking with slick. Iwaizumi swirled his pre-cum around before teasing at his asshole. Pushing one digit deep making Tooru gasp before tightening his grasp at Iwa's shoulders. As if recognizing it is Iwa, Oikawa's ass relaxed more quickly and accepted his fingers trespassing into him asshole. After a few push, Iwa can put in another finger and the whole time he watched Tooru's reaction. In his head he's trying to reach to that one particular spot that'll make Tooru go crazy. Just a little bit to the left and—
"Aah~" Oikawa moaned
Like being jolted with electricity, both Iwaizumi and Oikawa looked into each other's eyes but with different expression in them. While Oikawa's were filled with embarrassment and pleasure, Iwaizumi were filled with satisfaction and greed. Then he moved a little bit more faster, adding more fingers, adding a few twists in his movement causing Tooru to moan like crazy. One of his hand holding Iwa's hand, in an attempt to control his movement, to slow it down. His other hand are clasped around his mouth covering the moans that are growing louder and louder. Iwaizumi leaned forward
"You sound so fucking pretty Tooru"
Oikawa can only respond with a gasp. Tears are already forming in his eyes. It feels so fucking good.
"I still love you, you know"
Iwa said recklessly. He doesn't care, he wants his best friend to know. Everything he did up till now is all an act of love. Oikawa uncovered his mouth and put it on Iwa's cheek.
"It won't work, you know it"
"Maybe I don't, maybe we can work something out" his rocking grew faster.
"We've tried for years, i don't wanna be hurt anymore" despite the moaning obstructing his words, Oikawa tried his best to push Iwa away. Because if he lack for even a second, Iwa will pull him back in again.
"Then why are you here?" Iwa asked.
Silence
"Why the fuck were you in the toilet?"
His voice is seeped with anger. Mouth already travelling to Tooru's neck, leaving more hickeys.
"I don't know"
Tooru said. Because the answer is too embarrassing to be said out loud. It's because he can't fucking move on , it's because he still love Iwaizumi like he always did. Ever since he was 15. When he laid his eyes on Iwaizumi, silently supporting him in volleyball, taking care of him in ways others can't, Oikawa knew he's already neck deep in Iwaizumi.
Iwaizumi took that answer and flipped Oikawa onto his stomach. The squelch when he pulled his fingers out of Oikawa made his head fuzzy.
"Stop fucking lying Shittykawa"
Iwaizumi pulled down his pants, setting his already hurting dick free. Gave it a few pumps before aligning it with Oikawa's already throbbing hole. Oikawa buried his head deep into the pillows, not wanting to see Iwa's face. But when a few minutes passed by without Iwa moving, he looked up to meet his eyes.
"Say the truth Tooru"
Iwaizumi looked at him with such a gentle look he couldn't bear holding these feelings anymore.
"I still love you too" he managed to blurt it out without letting the tears run down him face. Iwaizumi leaned down to kiss the corner of his eye.
"I'm glad" then he shoved his dick into Tooru.
It took a few tries before he can be balls deep in him, they both gasped. Oikawa's grip on the pillows tighten and Iwaizumi had to use all his strength not to fucking spill right now. Tooru feels so good, he's squeezing him so fucking class and it's so warm Iwaizumi can feel his dick jolting in Tooru. Then he moved. Halfway before snapping back into Oikawa. Shit.
Oikawa was grasping for his life against the pillows. Iwa is big, stretching him out magnificently, and the feeling of his warm palms against his hips holding him in position is driving Oikawa crazy. The first thrust send Oikawa forward. He forgot how good fucking with Iwa felt like and dare he say he never want to look for this anywhere else. Iwa picked up the pace after he felt like Tooru had adjusted to him. Halfway and then thrust, over and over. Sometimes he'd slow down just to taunt Tooru and when Tooru looked over with tears in his eyes, Iwa will go back to his original pace. The sound of their skin slapping filled the room, grunts and moans filled the gaps between them. Iwa leaned in to kiss Tooru's back, hand reaching forward to put a finger in Tooru's mouth. His hips still chasing that high, enjoying how soft Tooru is against him. Oikawa bit onto Iwa's finger, hand clutching the pillows tight as he felt his climax getting closer. He let his head hung low and he saw how crazy the liquids from his dick dribbling onto the bed.
"Faster" Oikawa said. Iwa kissed his back one more time before obeying. The moans got louder and it is straight out of porn for Iwa. Even better than porn.
"You feel so fucking good sweetheart" Iwa whispered praise into Tooru's ear. Feeling him tightening around him, that's when he knows Tooru is close.
"I'm close too Tooru"
A few more rocking before Oikawa spilled on his bed. A long moan accompanied him before he let himself slide completely flat on the bed. The stickiness stuck on his stomach. Iwa also came with a loud satisfied moan. Arching his back before sighing. That felt so good, he thought. Slowly he pulled himself out, and he saw his own cum spilling out of Tooru's asshole. He smiled. What a sight. Tooru is already defeated on his bed, trying to catch his breath. His back is sweaty and his stomach and asshole are sticky. He needed a moment. Iwaizumi pulled himself up before walking to the toilet, Oikawa can hear water running, filling the tub. Then the sound of Iwa rummaging through his toiletries bag.
"Soap is at the sink" he yelled out
Iwaizumi then stopped rummaging before looking around to find Oikawa's body wash sitting against the sink. He uncapped it and poured some into the bath, letting out the scent of vanilla and musk. Iwa then looked around for a cloth, he dipped it into the bathtub, gave it a few twists and walked out. Oikawa is still on his stomach. Iwaizumi cleaned Tooru up with the cloth, trying to get rid of any cum on his body before lifting him up into the shower.
"You're lighter, have you been skipping meals?"
"Don't shit with me, you're the one that's built like a mountain right now" Oikawa replied. Iwaizumi let the shower run before cleaning Oikawa up properly. Tooru only leaned against Iwa, letting him do all the work. Then he was lifted again and the warm bath greeted him. Iwaizumi took a shower before he joined Oikawa in the bath. They both let the warmth soak away any fatigue before finally looking at each other in the eye. This time without any tension involved. Just them, and thousands of questions behind their looks. It was silence, Oikawa stared at the water, Iwaizumi stared at the ceiling. If their 10 years worth of memories filled them just now, the painful 5 months without each other floods each other their mind right now. Both of them are scared.
"How are you" Oikawa asked
"Too late to ask all that isn't it?"
Then they laughed.
"No I meant, how were you?"
Then Iwaizumi fell silent. He pulled his knees closet to his chest.
"Bad" he said. Even that was not close enough to describe what he went through.
"I'm sorry"
"Yeah, it happens"
Silence again. Their feet touch each other against the small tub, Iwaizumi can feel Tooru's feet moving against his. He's nervous.
"Can I ask you something?"
Oikawa nodded
"Were you happier without me?"
The Oikawa let out a laugh
"You kidding? Truth be told, I've never been worst. I think about you all the time. And when you went MIA I was so worried you know"
Somehow the thought of Oikawa being worried and thinking about him made him feel better.
"You got me doubting if I ever made the right choice"
Oikawa stared at Iwaizumi's eyes, searching for answers. Answers to questions he kept on feeling but can never find. In his heart he wants Iwa back. He knows he can't live without Iwaizumi. Then why the fuck is he doing all this? Iwaizumi clearly wants him back, but the thought of being with each other, going through endless fight, the anxiety from the distance. It made Oikawa scared. But right now, with Iwaizumi in front of him it felt like everything is possible. He reached out his hand. Iwaizumi took it, entangling their fingers together.
"Was it the right choice?" Iwaizumi asked
Oikawa looked up through his lashes, going silent for a bit while thinking about the answer. Was it?
"I don't know. Five months no contact and it only took me one look at you to collapse" Oikawa tighten the grip "do you think I made the right choice Iwa?"
Iwaizumi held back a breath.
"I don't know about you, but it was a mistake from me to let you go" he let go of his grip before standing up to step out of the bath. Iwaizumi reached out his hand to help Oikawa out of the tub "but now that you here, I have no intention of letting you go"
Oikawa smirked and let out a laugh
"You're so cheesy it's killing me Iwa"
The both got dressed before Oikawa plopped down in his bed, stretching his body out with a yawn. Iwaizumi checked his phone for any message and sure enough people were blasting him with 'where the fuck are yous' texts. He took one look at Oikawa who were already snuggled up in his blanket and then shot another look at the door.
"Leaving?" Tooru asked.
"I don't know, you want me to stay?" he asked back. Tooru propped his head on his arm and smiled.
"You're gonna make me say it out loud?"
Iwaizumi laughed before crawled into Tooru's bed, shutting off his phone. He'll just go to work from here tomorrow. Iwaizumi pulled Tooru into a hug, letting him rest his head on his chest. Arms wrapped around each other, legs tangling on top of another. He is at peace. Only for a bit though because afterwards he started to think about "what are we" situations. He played with Oikawa's brunette locks, twirling it around before tugging it lightly to get his attention.
"What was that for??" Oikawa looked up to meet his eyes.
"Are we back together Tooru?" then it is silence. Tooru dropped his head and stared at the ceiling, avoiding Iwaizumi's gaze. By now, Iwaizumi is already accustomed to Tooru's silence. It is not a sign of him avoiding, or maybe rejecting. It is just him taking his time constructing his words because whatever it is he's feeling right now is so complicated he needed help from Iwaizumi to make it make sense.
Iwaizumi tighten his hold on Tooru's shoulder before kissing the top of his head.
"I know Tooru, I understand, and it is okay" though it hurts Iwaizumi to say that, he loves Tooru too much. He loves him too much that he already know what Tooru wants to say even before he said it. If he really loves Tooru, shouldn't he be the one to understand him the most?
Iwaizumi himself realized what Tooru meant by them not being good for each other. They're too dependent that when they're apart it is hell for them to function. Adjusting for years can only take them so far that for them to actually work, they need to be next to each other. Both of them hide their feelings too much, and this can be easily resolved by reading their body language. But the distance kept them apart and slowly, their understanding towards each other also fades. When they were apart, it felt like he can barely understand whatever it is that went on Tooru's mind, but now, he was only with Tooru for 2 hours and he can already understand Tooru more than ever, so the distance being their biggest obstacle must be true. Iwaizumi understood. He agreed. He saw it himself, the difference without Tooru attached to him. Iwaizumi couldn't be mad, he loves Tooru to much to be mad at him. He planted one more kiss on his forehead, holding back his tears.
Oikawa tighten his grip around Iwa's body, he felt bad. But he knew out of all people, only Iwa will get him. Maybe not now, but in the future. When the universe brings them back together again, when finally they can be with each other like they did when they were teenagers. Maybe then can they find blithe.
"Wait for me Iwa"
He whispered, hand fisting Iwa's clothes. Iwaizumi was silent for a few seconds.
"You know I always do"
"Maybe you can move to Argentina and we can be together you know"
"Fuck you Shittykawa, why won't you come back here and play for Japan?"
"I revoked my citizenship already stupid, and I told you to stop calling me that we're not in highschool anymore"
"Let me dream Crappykawa, even just for a while" Iwaizumi sighed. Tooru will leave in two days, he has work both days. That means he can only with Tooru at night before he goes back to Argentina. Night will only last a few hours, and that's the only time he has that he can be with his other half before everything ends like this is all a bad dream. Iwaizumi held his breath and turned to look at Tooru. After a few years he didn't grow a beard or mustache, his hair is longer and there are fine ageing lines decorating his face. But inside he's still his Tooru. Irritating, annoying Tooru that he loves so much.
"I love you Tooru" he whispered, so low because he's unsure. Iwaizumi is scared. But as usual when they're at the edge, one of them will pull them back in before it ends them completely.
"I love you more Iwa"
They both cried. Neither wants to leave but deep down they know part of them will stay within each other and somewhere in the future they will come home into each other's arms. And that's enough comfort. Iwaizumi kissed Oikawa deeply on his lips, he tasted the same. Just like he remembered. In the end he didn't lose Tooru. Tooru is still so alive and vivid in his mind and in his heart and he'll keep it that way.