It’s a calm morning when you unknowingly decide to ruin Iwa’s sense of reality.
He’s standing beside the counter in a pair of gray sweats, still half asleep, broad shoulders relaxed as he pours you both coffee.
You’re leaning against the counter, reminiscing on your old high school days out loud when you casually say, “God I was so in love with you in high school, it’s actually embarrassing”
The comment stops him dead in his tracks. He slowly turns to you, eyebrows pinches tight, “…Huh?”
You just laugh, the sound way too light and airy for the absolute bomb you just dropped on him.
He’s staring hard now, eyes glued to your face as if the answer might suddenly change if he looks hard enough.
“You liked me?”, he asks slowly.
You blink at him, “Yeah, wasn’t it obvious?”
The room goes silent for a second, both of you trying to process the new information.
“I thought you liked Issei”, he suddenly blurts with a frown.
“…Why would I like Issei?” you ask, eyebrow raised.
His jaw drops, “You two literally acted like a couple!”
That makes you snort, “Oh, that was his idea. We were trying to make you jealous”, you laugh a little, waving him off, “I just figured it didn’t work because you didn’t want me!”
The silence that follows is deafening.
Iwa just stares at you like his entire high school experience is replaying behind his eyes in horrible, painful detail.
Every hangout where Matsukawa draped himself all over you, the teasing little comments and shy giggles.. Every single time you laughed at his dumb comments while Iwa sat there trying to force himself to be happy for you two.
“We could’ve been together so much sooner!” He barks, incredulous look on his face.
Now, it’s your turn to be stunned. You blink, “Wait…. What?”
“I was obsessed with you!”, he groans loudly, dramatically dragging his hands down his face, “Oikawa used to make fun of me because I’d bitch about you and Issei all the time!”
Your eyes widen, mouth falling open dramatically, “Shut up, no way!”
“All those years…” he groans, “All because that dumbass wanted to play mind games”
The laugh that escapes you cools him down a little. His shoulders loosen, huffing out his own little laugh as he shakes his head.
“Hey,” you say softly after a moment, smiling at him real sweet, “we got here eventually, didn’t we?”
And just like that, his irritation melts clean away.
Because you’re right here.
One of his oversized shirts slipping off your shoulder.
Mismatched socks sliding against the kitchen floor.
Standing in your shared apartment making breakfast together like this was always where you were meant to end up.
His entire expression softens instantly, “…C’mere,” he mutters, already reaching for you.
You grin immediately, shuffling into his arms with a giggle as he wraps himself around you completely, pulling you flush against his chest and rocking you gently side to side.
“I can’t believe it” he mumbles into your hair.
You smile up at him, crinkling your nose, “Sorry, I really th-“
“No,” he cuts in immediately, pulling back just enough to look at you with pure disbelief, “I can’t believe Oikawa was right about it being fake”
You burst out laughing so hard you nearly choke.
Iwaizumi follows a second later, loud and bright, the sound filling the apartment and melting away the last sleepy traces of the morning completely.
A/N: Iwa makes u swear to never tell Oikawa bc he knows he’ll never hear the end of it
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