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"Oi, shithead, hurry up and get ready!” Iwaizumi shouted, banging on his childhood crush best friend’s door.
“Iwa-chann~, why are you here so early? There is still time before we go for school!” a sleepy Oikawa Tooru whines, opening the door of his room and pouting. “Who even let you in?”
It takes all of Iwaizumi’s restrain to not brush the hair out of Oikawa’s eyes, or to slam him against the wall of his room and capture his lips with his own, or… or anything else that could possible reveal his crush, really.
He instead opts for bonking Oikawa’s head with what he deemed suitable strength(not too light to be considered gentle, not too hard to actually hurt Oikawa), before grumbling. “First off, your mom willingly ushered me in and second, if I don’t wake you up now, then you will never wake up and you will be late by the time you finish all your beauty rituals or whatever,” he replies. Not that I would mind waiting, he thinks as he remembers the tiny furrow that would appear between his brows as he carefully applied his skincare products. He would never admit that he can recite all the beauty products Oikawa Tooru has used, and how he rates it, and why he like some of them more than others.
“Iwa-chan is so dumb he cant even answer my questions in order!” Oikawa pouts, and dodges Iwaizumi’s next blow before giggling(if Iwaizumi hasn’t practiced self restrain for most of his life, he would’ve hugged Oikawa by now). “Wait here, Iwa-chan~ I’ll get ready then we can go!”
Iwaizumi settles on Oikawa’s floor(not the bed, as if he would dare sitting on the area his crush tosses around in all night) and looks around, before settling to clear some of the things that Oikawa had lying around on the floor.
“Iwa-chan!” Oikawa calls out before running out of his room, taking his bag on the way. Iwaizumi simply grunts before following him, letting out a courteous “We will be back!” to Oikawa’s mother on the way.
They spend the way talking(Oikawa chattering and Iwaizumi grunting) while Oikawa starts whining in the middle (he is not sure about what, but Oikawa looks cute when he whines). Iwaizumi delivers a blow to Oikawa once more, leading to Oikawa’s usual “Iwa-chan, you brute! How are you going to get a girlfriend at this rate?”(Iwaizumi doesn’t want a girlfriend. He wants Oikawa Tooru).
They end up entering the school just seconds before the bell rings. “Shittykawa! See, because you we are almost late! Hurry up and I will walk you to your classroom,” Iwaizumi shouts as he hits the back of Oikawa’s head, causing him to yelp. Oikawa simply whines as Iwaizumi literally drags him to class.
The bell rings.
Two seconds later, Iwaizumi reaches Oikawa’s class(with Oikawa in tow) and walks in to toss him in.
Giggles erupt in the class.
Oikawa starts squirming out of Iwaizumi’s grip, eyes wide with shock.
“What?” Iwaizumi grunts.
“U-uhm, Iwaizumi-san?” a small voice calls, and he turns around to see one of Oikawa’s female classmate(he can’t identify who she is). “In lieu of Christmas, which is coming soon, we hung a mistletoe on the door for latecomers and…” she trails off, her face red.
“Kiss under the mistletoe!” The class choruses, laughter rippling around the class.
“Now, now, there is no need for that, is there? Iwa-ch—I mean Iwaizumi-san isn’t even from our class!” Oikawa stutters, cheeks flushed.
The entire class seems to disagree with Oikawa.
Iwaizumi watches.
Iwaizumi allows himself for a tiny smile.
“Well, I don’t see a problem with that,” he says, before holding Oikawa’s face with his hands and capturing his lips with his own.
It’s a little awkward and stiff, with Oikawa not moving a muscle. Iwaizumi lets go, before giving Oikawa a peck behind his ear as well.
“Well, I’ll see you later then,” he whispers, before leaving the class for his own, just as the class breaks out in wolf whistles.
“I-- I-- Iwa-chan!!” Oikawa cries out as Iwaizumi leaves, face flushed and cheeks burning. His lips are still burning from when Iwaizumi kissed him, and he can only bring himself to cover his mouth, recalling the sensation of Iwaizumi’s breath down his ear when he whispered. He did that on purpose! He is about to run after Iwaizumi, when the teacher comes in and drags Oikawa back in. “Sorry, Oikawa-san, I need you to be in class right now,” he says, not much of an apology in his voice.
Iwaizumi smiles all through lesson that day(it freaks everyone out).
Oikawa is flushed the entire day(everyone pokes fun at him).
The two of them re-enact the scene again in the locker rooms later that day, the two of them locking lips with a sweaty embrace.
Iwa-chan! What the hell?
what?
y-you can’t just kiss me in front of the class then leave! Why are you so unromantic, Iwa-chan!!!
call me hajime, tooru
He splutters and turns away as Iwaizumi(Hajime) stands up and pulls him into another kiss.
He finds out Hajime(Iwaizumi) is as much of a brute as he previously knew, he was just a romantic brute now.
Almost no one is surprised when the two of them turn up at school holding hands.
It was the best Christmas gift the two of them could have asked for.