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During a break in training, Oikawa decided that he wanted to go on a walk. After a few minutes of pleading, Iwaizumi gave in. As they were walking, Oikawa was stopped by a familiar voice.
“Oikawa.”
Furiously, Oikawa spun on his heel. “I’m not going to your stupid school, Ushiwaka! And, I don’t regret not going!” He felt Iwaizumi’s hand lightly touch the small of his back.
“I just wanted to say that I understand,” Ushijima said, watching Oikawa.
Oikawa blinked, fumbling for words. “You… you what?”
“I understand why you didn’t want to come. But, if all you needed was for Iwaizumi to come with you, that could have been arranged.”
Oikawa was completely lost for words. “I… why do you think that’s why I didn’t? Maybe I didn’t want to go to your stupid elitist school.”
“Because you and Iwaizumi are soulmates, are you not?” Ushijima asked.
When Oikawa didn’t respond, he continued on. “Unless you two are just dating. I just thought it made sense if you were soulmates—”
Oikawa’s fist connected with Ushijima’s face before anyone could even think to react, and Iwaizumi was pulling Oikawa back just as fast.
“Tooru!” He yelled, locking his arms around Oikawa’s, holding them behind Oikawa’s back.
Oikawa struggled against his grip for a few minutes before giving up, slumping back against Iwaizumi. Ushijima was still holding his face with a stunned expression across it.
Even though he stopped struggling, he didn’t stop glaring at Ushijima. Iwaizumi held him tighter and looked at Ushijima.
“Are… are you okay?” He asked the bigger boy.
Ushijima nodded and lowered his hand from his face. “Why did you hit me?”
Oikawa practically fumed. “You have no right saying stuff like that! Spreading false rumors.” His heart ached just saying the words, and he felt Iwaizumi’s hand gently rub his arm in an attempt to calm and soothe Oikawa. It didn’t work.
Ushijima blinked. “Rumors? False rumors? I saw you two kiss yesterday night.”
Iwaizumi barely had time to react when Oikawa fell, barely managing to catch him as he fainted. He couldn’t help but shoot a small glare at Ushijima as he cradled the unconscious boy against him.
“Please go and don’t tell anyone. I… I don’t know what your angle is, if you’re trying to blackmail him into coming to your team or something else, but it needs to stop here. You… You can’t do anything with the information you have.” Iwaizumi straightened up. “Or you and I will have a problem.”
Ushijima looked startled. “Do anything with? Blackmail? Why would I?”
Iwaizumi clutched Oikawa closer. “I don’t know, but if you try anything, I swear—”
“Iwaizumi, I wouldn’t tell anyone anything,” he said as he crouched down in front of him. “My soulmate is a boy. I understand why you’d want to keep it hidden. Our friends know and so do his parents, but my parents don’t know. I hope you can see that I wouldn’t tell anyone because you could do the same for me.”
Guiltily looking down, Iwaizumi relaxed a bit. “I’m sorry.”
Ushijima settled down so he was sitting next to him. “It’s alright. Will he be okay?”
Iwaizumi nodded. “Yeah, it happens sometimes when he gets too overwhelmed. Almost as if everything just shuts down so he can deal with it.” When Ushijima nodded his acknowledgement, Iwaizumi looked at him with curiosity. “Who’s your soulmate?”
“Tendou,” came the immediate reply, and Iwaizumi watched as a smile ghosted across his face. “I was the one who suggested he come to Shiratorizawa.”
Iwaizumi couldn’t help but smile. “Seems like we both got stuck with annoying soulmates.”
Ushijima let out a soft chuckle. “Yeah, I guess.” He looked at Iwaizumi. “But would you change it for anything?”
Iwaizumi felt his smile broaden as he looked down at Oikawa.
“Not for anything.”
When Oikawa woke up, he was lying in the bed at the hotel. Confused, he glanced around, stopping when he met Iwaizumi’s worried green eyes.
“Iwa? Why am I here?” he asked, sitting up as he did so.
“You fainted. Coach let me take you back to the hotel and told me to stay with you. Do you remember why you fainted?”
Oikawa started to shake his head when he suddenly remembered. Sitting straight up, he tried to get out of the bed. “Ushijima! He—”
“Isn’t a problem and won’t tell anyone,” Iwaizumi finished for him.
“But—”
“He’s in a similar situation.”
Oikawa blinked and tilted his head. “What?”
“Tendou is his soulmate. Tendou’s parents know and so do their friends, but his parents don’t—and can’t—know,” he explained.
Oikawa hummed thoughtfully. “I never would have guessed.”
“Which part?”
“Any of it, I guess. So, he’s not going to tell anyone?”
“He said that we would have the right to tell anyone about him and Tendou if he ever did.”
Oikawa let out a sigh of annoyance. “Who knew Ushiwaka would be so nice?”
“Not you, for starters,” Iwaizumi teased.
“Hey! Mean Iwa-chan!” Oikawa yelled, shoving him. He had intended for the shove to be light and playful, but the fact that Iwaizumi was now on the floor said otherwise.
“Trashykawa!” Iwaizumi roared and pushed himself back up.
Oikawa couldn’t help but burst into laughter. “Sorry, sorry!” He yelled as he backed against the bed.
Iwaizumi grinned and grabbed his ankle, pulling him towards him. “Oh, yeah?” He inquired, cocking an eyebrow at the taller boy as he looked down at him.
Trying to contain his laughter, Oikawa nodded, on hand covering his mouth. “Iwa-chan, please? I’m sorry.”
Iwaizumi’s eyes danced with mirth. “I don’t believe you.”
“Iwa-chan,” Oikawa whined, “why do you have to torture me so? Why don’t you believe me?”
Iwaizumi smirked and tugged him closer, still holding his ankle. He knew Oikawa could easily get away if he wanted, but he also knew that Oikawa didn’t want to get away. “Because I don’t, and I’m right.”
Oikawa shook his head, his chocolate curls bouncing as he did so. “You’re wrong, Iwa-chan.”
“When am I ever wrong?” Iwaizumi countered, holding Oikawa’s gaze challengingly.
Oikawa scoffed. “All the time.”
Leaning forward, Iwaizumi raised his eyebrow again. “Like when?” He challenged, leaning over Oikawa.
Oikawa grinned, and Iwaizumi got the distinct feeling that he was exactly where Oikawa wanted him.
“Like when you claim to love me more.” Oikawa snaked his arms around Iwaizumi’s neck and pulled him down on top of him, letting his lips graze against Iwaizumi’s, and Iwaizumi could feel his face heat up.
“Tooru—” he started to say, stopping when he felt Oikawa’s lips at his ear.
He could practically feel Oikawa’s devilish grin against his ear, and then Oikawa spoke.
“Because I love me more,” he said as he leaned back on the bed, laughing and clearly pleased with himself.
Iwaizumi scowled and huffed, shoving at Oikawa’s shoulder. “Well, if that isn’t the truest sentence that I’ve ever heard you say, then—”
He was cut off by Oikawa’s lips pressing against his mouth. Fighting a smile, he let himself fall into the kiss, shifting closer to Oikawa.
Oikawa broke the kiss and looked up at him, smiling. “I love you, Hajime,” he stated proudly.
Iwaizumi smiled and let more of his weight drop onto Oikawa, capturing his lips in another kiss. “I know you do,” he murmured against him, and Oikawa wrapped his arms snugly around Iwaizumi and pulled him closer, smiling.