ANIADDICT

Happy New Years Everyone! I apologize for this story It was originally a rant, but then I wanted to write a fanfic and it’s in Koga’s point of view but it’s in second person(which is weird cause I usually write in first or third so I apologize) It also may be very Ooc cause this is my first time writing anything enstars related. <~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~> It wasn’t the first time this has happened. No, not at all. And yet while lying in bed listening to the fireworks and happy cheers from city-goers outside, you feel lonelier than you have any year before, you almost feel like crying - not that you would ever admit that outloud. It’s New Years and yet here you are, forced to spend it alone.

Alone.

Yes, you’ve always been alone, after all you were the one who pushed everyone away, you were the one who claimed to be a lone wolf.

So while you reassured everyone that you’d be fine on your own(forcefully turned down every invitation to ‘hangout’) they all went to celebrate with family or friends, leaving you with nothing but your pet dog, Leon, and an empty home.

But that was fine, you thought to yourself as you rolled over in bed to come face to face with Leon - who is also your best friend- and began stroking his fur. This was you every year, staying up until sunrise all alone, greeting the new year alone, creating New Year’s resolutions alone. It’s all you’ve ever really known, and you only have yourself to blame for it.

Maybe that’s why you were so surprised when you heard that tap on your window, soft but constant.

“What the hell…” You grumble, rolling out of bed and walking towards your window. At first you just slightly pull the curtains away, in case it was possibly a robber but to your surprise you instead, caught a glimpse of bright red eyes and slightly tousled black hair. The vampire bastard. You waste no time tossing open the curtains and throwing open your window.

“What the hell are you doing here?” You ask immediately with a scowl, only to revive a chuckle in reply.

“I knew doggie would be alone this year, lying in wait for his master to come get him, like a sad puppy.” He said with a smirk and piercing eyes that could see right through you.

“How many times do I have to tell you that I ain’t a damn dog! I’m a wolf! And ya still didn’t answer my question old man, what the hell are ya doin’ here? Shouldn’t you be with-”

“Family? My precious little brother? I would be but it seems Ritsu favored New Years with his precious ‘Maa-kun’ and not his dear older brother.” He sighed “…But also…I had a feeling my dear doggie would be just as lonely so I just had go check on him.” He slowly reached out a hand to ruffle your already disastrous silver hair.

This was probably the last thing you expected, for the annoying old man to drag his ass all the way to your house for what? Entertainment probably? As much as it pissed you off, or as much as you wanted to, you couldn’t help but get a little excited, maybe even happy.

For once in your life you wouldn’t be alone.

“D-Don’t touch you stupid vampire bastard.” You complained, swatting his hand away just for him to laugh again.

“My, my, doggie isn’t being honest with himself~” He said, clicking his tongue and shaking his head “You’re actually quite happy aren’t you? Were you lonely? I’m sorry I didn’t notice sooner.” For a moment he almost sounded genuinely sorry, for a moment you actually believed…

“I ain’t!-” You protested just to be hushed by a single finger.

“As much as I’d love to chat doggie, we both have places to be right now, I believe we must leave soon.” He said, his gaze now wandering towards the night sky and for a split second, your heart almost dropped when you thought that meant that he would leave.

“What the hell are you talking about leaving? I don’t remember saying I’d go anywhere!” If you’re correct, you were just laying in bed minutes ago, with you pet dog _because_ you had nowhere to go.

“Oh? But it’d be a shame to to watch the sunrise from here all alone wouldn’t it? Come now doggie, your master has found the perfect spot to watch the sunrise~” He said as he turned his back on you and at first you hesitated, trying to process what the old bat was going on about. For some reason you couldn’t wrap it around your head that you weren’t alone this time. That the stupid vampire bastard might have actually cared, at least enough to come check on you.

They’re in college and someone notices just how well they work together as a pair. So they casually suggest they try out beach volleyball instead of just indoor.  They’re both skeptical and Oikawa is kinda set in his ways but eventually they give it a go.  And they’re amazing.  They can beat teams that have been formally training together for years even after just adapting to a different set of rules.

Somehow, they end up with their own coach and a busy training schedule.  Soon enough they’re entering international competitions, and doing well.  Before either of them even realize what’s happened they’ve managed to qualify for the 2020 Olympics in Japan.

At this point they’re still virtually unknowns, and while Oikawa has his own dedicated base of fans, and they do get extra attention as members of the home country, nobody really expects a lot out of them.  They do some public interest stories- childhood friends turned lifelong teammates is too good of a media narrative to pass up- but they are definitely overshadowed by a lot of the other athletes.  

In the end, they’re eliminated in quarterfinals.  It’s way better than most people expected, and fans are genuinely impressed, but Oikawa isn’t satisfied.  He stands there staring at the court, fists clenched in frustration as their opponents celebrate their victory.  Iwaizumi clamps him on the back, and reaches over to unfurl his fingers, clasping their hands together.

Their eyes meet; matching looks of steely determination.

They’ll be back.

What follows are four years of intense training and competition.  They enter countless international tournaments, and make quite a name for themselves.  Other teams are impressed by just how well they work together, how well they know each other and trust one another, how they seem to almost read one another’s minds.

Slowly, they gain popularity as they win more and more tournaments and gain international attention.  Oikawa eats it up, a natural celebrity.  Iwaizumi struggles more than a little, and can never quite seem to act normally during interviews or meetups.  Yet Iwaizumi’s awkward smiles and humble attitude quickly endears him to the public.  Soon his popularity starts to rival even Oikawa’s. They appear in countless commercials together and other promotional events and don’t really have to worry about money with all their sponsors, which is great, as exhausting as Iwaizumi finds it all.

Makki and Mattsun are their biggest fans- and biggest annoyances.  They bother them constantly about the uniform- “If girls have to wear bikinis for range of motion why are you guys in speedos?”- to the point they make a petition to change the uniform every year titled ‘MANKINIS FOR EQUALITY’.  One day Oikawa actually does arrive to a match in a speedo, grinning wildly.  Iwaizumi throws a water bottle at his head.  The pictures are all over the internet for weeks.

Occasionally Oikawa’s knee problems will flare up, but Iwaizumi is sure they both keep themselves healthy. and injuries aren’t too much of a problem.  As the Olympics approach, they’re both in the best shape of their lives.

By the time 2024 rolls around they aren’t the unknowns they used to be.  The media swarms around them; with endless stories about their relationship and success.  

It’s a lot of pressure.  It almost gets to them, but then Oikawa takes Iwaizumi’s hand- squeezes it tightly- and grins that stupidly confident grin of his.

They know they can handle it.

They’re swamped with interviews; stories detailing their childhood dream turned Olympic reality are shown worldwide, in dozens of languages; noting their amazingly strong bond and connection.

They put up a strong fight, dominating team after team.

Yet, they still lose to the top-ranked Americans in the semi-finals, after 3 hard fought matches.  Iwaizumi hangs his head in frustration while Oikawa grits his teeth.  To come so close-

It’s the worst feeling in the world; one neither of them are any stranger to.

Still, that doesn’t stop them from crushing the Australians in the bronze medal match.

Afterwards, Oikawa tackles Iwaizumi into the sand, tears in his eyes as he presses their foreheads together.  Here they are, Olympic medalists, when it seems not so long ago they were just kids hitting volleyballs at each other’s heads in their backyard.  Iwaizumi matches his smile with a watery one of his own, even as he struggles to free himself.

The media doesn’t notice Iwaizumi approaching their coach to grab a small box from his bag.  Nor do they hear whatever it is he says to Oikawa, face pressed close to his.

They do however see the shiny golden band he slides onto Oikawa’s finger, and the way Oikawa nods his head rapidly, tears in his eyes as he mouths the words ‘yes yes yes’ before throwing his arms around Iwaizumi’s neck, nearly knocking them both to the ground again.

The resulting clip dominates the Olympic highlight reel for the rest of the games, even overshadowing the American’s eventual victory the following night.  Fans all over the world send them messages of congratulations, and very few people who were watching the match can honestly say they managed to keep dry eyes the whole time.

Oikawa wouldn’t trade that moment for 1 million gold medals.  

Still, it wouldn’t be so bad to have one.