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Send me ‘I want the K’ || Accepting

       Things between Oikawa and Iwaizumi these days are a little confusing. Oikawa knows they’re best friends, but there’s something more than that too. Something that they’ve sort of been dancing around but not explicitly discussing. He knows they give each other these looks which convey something beyond friendship. Oikawa knows what he feels, though. He recognizes that there’s an overwhelming desire in him to kiss the other boy, and that—that’s not what all best friends do. He thinks of other things, too, things that make him blush and… Yeah. 

       The way the setter initially poses it is simply as practice. He’d said something teasing, along the lines of ‘Well since I have loads of experience and Iwa-chan clearly has none, I should do my work as a good citizen to help you improve your kissing skills~’. Only, that’s a lie. He knows Iwaizumi’s been in relationships before, less than Oikawa, but he also knows that Iwaizumi’s gone far more than he has with ex-boyfriend Nijimura (Oikawa used to really like the guy, but ever since he’s learned about that he’s found himself wanting to break whatever he’s holding at the thought of him and Iwaizumi—). Regardless, with a roll of his eyes Iwaizumi agrees. There’s a blush on his face and Oikawa’s sure he has one too, but oh well. 

       Their kiss starts off slow and innocent enough. They’re simply facing each other on the couch, Oikawa’s hand in Iwaizumi’s hair and and Iwaizumi’s hand on Oikawa’s cheek as they exchange a few brief pecks. Gradually, though, there’s a growing intensity between the two of them. Iwaizumi lightly nibbles on Oikawa’s lower lip and brushes his tongue against the plump skin, pulling a gasp and shiver from Oikawa. They pull apart briefly, both with equally flushed cheeks and slightly labored breaths, before Iwaizumi pats his lap and shoots him a sort of shy smile.        All Oikawa can do is grin and oblige. He straddles the other male, winding arms around his neck while Iwaizumi’s hands grip his waist and they lean in to kiss again. Soon enough Iwaizumi’s tongue is in his mouth and Oikawa’s fingers are in his hair and Iwaizumi’s grinding up against him and Oikawa’s moaning into the kiss—

       But then it’s broken. Oikawa finds himself off of Iwaizumi’s lap and Iwaizumi’s apologizing profusely, going on about how he has to get home quickly. 

                               『 Are you actually getting sentimental on me? 』

                                       。        。         。        。

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And thus papa Iwa was born

                     ❝ iwaizumi-san? you didn’t tell me-- ... i mean. ❞

     clears throat.