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Half-Asleep

It was the familiarity of Iwaizumi's voice that earned him a response from the half-asleep captain. With his thoughts clouded by sleep, Oikawa managed to force out a reply to the question, his voice rising in a short laugh.

Drunk

"Eh?"

Oikawa perked up at the mention of the glasses-wearing blond, an eager smile flashing on his lips.

"It's Tsukishima's birthday?" He seemed ecstatic over the idea, as though it meant anything to him at that immediate moment. It didn't. It wasn't like Tsukishima could suddenly join him at the bar.

Fast Asleep

"Tetsurou?"

Oikawa raised his voice slightly, turning his head to look back over his shoulder when he didn't receive an answer. What he found was a lazy cat sprawled across his bed, fast asleep. The arm nearby his shoulder hung limply over the edge of the bed, while the other clutched at one of his pillows.

Fast Asleep

Oikawa might have thought nothing of it if it weren't for the snore, a quiet sound that pierced Oikawa's thoughts like an arrow. The sound distracted him long enough, ended idle ramblings about limits and derivatives, that he noticed the younger volleyball player had long-since fallen asleep on his bed.

Oikawa scoffed.

Here he was, making the extra effort in tutoring the younger setter so he wouldn't be kicked off the team, and what thanks did he get? He got Kageyama fast asleep on his bed, not even paying attention. Oikawa's first reaction was to groan out loud, and his second was to roll his eyes at the fact that Kageyama wasn't even on his bed, half-falling off as though any sudden disturbance could send him to the floor.

Sticky Note

Fast Asleep

He looked like a cat.

It reminded Oikawa of films he'd seen as a little kid, of fantastical stories about cats who turned into humans, ancient creatures with more wisdom and experience than he could ever imagine.

The boy didn't look like he knew the secrets of centuries of living, but appearances could be deceiving.

Regardless, there was no part of Oikawa that didn't feel as though there would be something wrong with allowing the boy to continue sleeping in the locker room.

Fast Asleep

It wasn't as if Oikawa had never seen someone asleep in a public place. It wasn't uncommon, and especially by the train station, where people caught quick naps while waiting for a train to arrive. However, there was something unique about this one.

The boy was sprawled across a bench, lying on his stomach and tightly hugging a backpack, half-using it as a pillow. He didn't seem uncomfortable, even as one leg dangled off the bench, but....

He wondered how long the boy had been there. Had anyone tried to wake him up? Well, Oikawa would, at least.

Fast Asleep

"Iwa-chan~"

He called the name softly, not actually intending to wake the ace but also wanting to at least be able to say that he tried to wake Iwaizumi up and to not be lying about it. When he got no response, Oikawa laughed softly to himself.

"Your neck and back are going to be killing you when you wake up."

He sat down beside the couch, examining Iwaizumi's sleeping face as he crossed his legs and made himself comfortable. He spoke softly as he reached out to touch the other athlete's face.

"You look a lot more peaceful when you're asleep," he commented, moving his fingers to trace over the lineless expanse of Iwaizumi's foreheard. He pulled back his hand when there was movement, and another short laugh escaped Oikawa.