there’s something about iwaoi where they keep bothering each other nonstop even when they’re already 18. where they still run to each other’s moms yelling “KAA-SAN, OIKAWA DID-” and “KAA-CHAN, IWA-CHAN SAID-” whenever they want to tattle on each other for the dumbest things.
where iwaizumi is just changing his shoes and oikawa instantly shows up to kick one of his sneakers away, screaming as he runs off with a terrifying iwaizumi chasing after him.
where iwaizumi throws volleyballs at oikawa with deadly accuracy, but also pillows with enough strength to knock him flat during every sleepover.
where oikawa, every time he sees iwa-chan talking to a kohai, boy or girl, at the gym or in the hallway, jumps on him without a second thought, clinging to his back like a koala and teasing him until iwaizumi glares over his shoulder and pinches his thigh without mercy.
where iwaizumi, whenever oikawa wears a jacket or hoodie, never bothers to resist the constant urge to pull the hood up at random moments, no matter how much oikawa whines that the friction ruins his waves.
where the two end up rolling around in the grass, pushing and pinching each other, every time iwaizumi beats oikawa in warm-up sprints because the only thing oikawa can think to do to avoid seeing that smug grin that makes his heart race is to let out a battle cry before tackling him to the ground.
where oikawa, during practice sessions while benched with a sprained ankle, yells from the sidelines in a high-pitched voice, “IWA-CHAAAN, MY ACE!”, “ONE MORE POINT, HA-JI-MEEE!”, “YOU'RE THE BEST!” mixed with countless kya’s, finger hearts, and laughter from their teammates
until iwaizumi turns red with a mix of embarrassment and rage, reminding himself that oikawa’s injured and it wouldn’t be ethical to hit him with the ball. yet.
where both of them, whenever they get their hands dirty with food, mud, or whatever else, immediately wipe it off on each other as naturally as sneezing after smelling spices, despite the shrieks and high-level insults that follow.
where they make fun of each other’s silly mistakes, pull each other’s cheeks, exchange shoulder punches, tug on each other’s ears, shove by the hips, laugh at every stumble, fire back every tease, and bite like a pair of restless puppies.
tooru and hajime are best friends who’ve been annoying each other to death since they were five and counting; and they’re also best friends who’ve been loving each other to death since they were five and counting.
high school!iwaoi one of my weakness 👍🏼
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