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Midnight, raining and dark. The clock read 12:39am. She felt it, the clenching in her stomach and her stomach feeling like it was going to burst. Oikawa sat up immediately and ran to the bathroom in her room. She kneeled in front of the toilet and let out the puke in her mouth, it was disgusting just watching and hearing the vomit. just watching and hearing the vomit.
This was the 1616th night now in the past month, and she had doubts this was normal. Oikawa had long brown hair that she usually kept in a ponytail, with bangs that didn't quite cover her eyes. She always wore cute outfits, aside from her pajamas, which were usually lazy.
The only 'flaw' was what everyone knew, she had probably slept with your boyfriend at least once. There was only one person that she hasn't slept with in her college in her college, and that happened to be her best friend, Iwaizumi Hajime. He was constantly telling her to at least use protection, knowing she never would, but still encouraging it. He said she would pay for it one day, whether it be an STD or a pregnancy. She had annual checkups from doctors and took pregnancy tests often, not a single sign that she was paying for it.
Oikawa walked back into her room, grabbing the clean bowl from under her bed, just in case. She could have used it in the first place, but that didn't come to mind because of this being the sixteenth time this being the sixteenth time running to the bathroom in the middle of the night.
Hajime didn't know she threw up in the middle of the night, and that seemed to be the only thing he didn't know about her. They were usually hanging out, but she had the apartment all to herself now that he moved out. It took her awhile to get used to it, but they weren't married and he couldn't handle her coming home almost every night with a different guy.
Oikawa wasn't the best with commitment. She could blame her ex, whom she had her first with and whom she gave everything to. He-who-should-not-be-named broke her heart so badly that she only has done every guy to cover the giant hole he left.
It had been 3rd year when this happened. Her last year of high school and they had been together for 3 years now.
Then at the end, he told her the whole time, he had been with another girl. And that she didn't want him to fake being in love with Oikawa anymore because it had gotten out of hand.
It took a solid 2 months after the breakup for her to regain a stable emotional status, Hajime had been there the whole time, they had been best friends since childhood, and he noticed that she was down the entire time. After all, it only took him being there for her to feel better.
After 2 months and every alien movie watched, Hajime and her lived together. He made breakfast and sometimes she was lucky enough to get it in bed. Until one night, Oikawa brought home a guy from school, he was in her class and they were both ridiculously drunk. Iwaizumi hadn't been home, and that's how her little game started.
Of course, the girls in her school called her a whore, slut, any name you can think of, but all she had to say was "Is that the reason your boyfriend chose me over you?"
That's just how this university was. Everyone was nature enough that they didn't comment on it, but there was the occasional immature girls that liked to pick fights, especially when they knew there could be a solid reason.
Yet, those were the times her Iwa-chan was with her. She did always feel protected when they were together, he was safe. He was...home.
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Thank god it was a Saturday morning. She felt like complete shit and heavier. Much heavier than normal. Her eyes widened, "Is this...? No. No. I haven't taken a guy home in a week!"
"Something wrong?" A familiar face said, rounding the corner.
In that moment of despair, her hazel orbs lightened, "Iwa-chan! I thought you had a five page paper due today?"
"I thought I'd visit since I have four done already, but seriously, you look like a wreck, is everything okay?" Generally, Hajime was very concerned, recently he had been more concerned than ever with her whacked mood swings and the sudden drop of sex.
It was only a guy a week instead of four or five.
"Yes! Iwa-chan needs to stop worrying so much, I will be fine."
"Really?" He wouldn't push Oikawa. She would reveal her actual problem in given time. Though one thing he did notice is she started wearing less skin tight clothes.
"Have you at least been taking care of yourself? You do live alone now... do I need to move back in?" General concern. Classic Hajime.
"Iwa-chaaan, I told you to stop worrying! I'll be okay. Now tell me, how are you doing?" Oikawa ignored his remarks, knowing she was eating a bit more and volleyball was starting to be painful. Her college team was good, and she brought out the best in everyone. Not to he narcissistic, but it just appeared to be that way. Everyone said it too.
It was one of the first things Iwaizumi noticed when she started playing with a team. The fact that everyone was willing to pay attention and she happened to get everyone to do their all. It was amazing to see.
Except when later that day after class in the hallway, she snapped at a member. Which wasn't normal at all.
Oikawa looked like she might hit the poor girl, luckily he appeared at the time he did.
Hajime rushed over and stopped her fist, dragging her away and immediately she calmed down.
"Iwa-chan... I'm sorry. I don't know what came over me."
He sighed, "Don't apologize to me."
"Right." Iwaizumi watched as she walked back over to the girl, who looked very clueless as to what just happened. He believed her name to be Kageyama, and it was almost cute to see Oikawa very flustered about apologizing, that was until she started crying.
Then he stepped in again.
"I'm sorry, I just didn't know what happened, and-"
"No, no, it's fine! Don't worry!"
"I'm sorry..." Oikawa wiped away a tear that made it down her cheek. Iwaizumi found this to be a very major mood swing, even with hormones. Tooru went from angry to crying, hugging him as soon as Kageyama insisted for probably the 7th time that she was okay. He wrapped his arms around her,
"Hey, hey, it's okay, do we need to take the rest of the day off?"
"No, I'll be fine!" Oikawa fake smiled up at him and it seemed like she hadn't been crying just now. She just hugged him tighter for a second before letting go and starting to walk to the next class,
"Iwa-chan, if you stand there, you'll be late for History, come on."
He was definitely not convinced, but if she insisted, he had to go with it. Though something was for sure,
something is definitely wrong.