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Iwaizumi Hajime (27) Athletic Trainer, keeping an observant eye on his athletes.

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Happy Birthday Iwa-chan!!

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IS NO ONE GONNA TALK ABOUT HOW THEY'RE LITERALLY GOING TO THE BATHROOM TOGETHER???

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"Push me.

I'll rise to meet your every expectation."

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oikawa : if i said i love you would you say it back?

iwaizumi : of course

oikawa : i love you!

iwaizumi : it back

oikawa :

oikawa : should've expected that

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Hey There, Roomie

— After being set up on a bad date with Ushijima, he insists on walking you to your doorstep. Not wanting him to know where you live, you lead him to Iwaizumi's apartment and pretend Iwaizumi is your roommate.

pairing: iwaizumi hajime x reader word count: 4.0k genre: college/university au, fluff warnings: mentions of drinking, language, secondhand embarrassment, suggestive comments at the end, oikawa is meddlesome, awkward but cute confessions™!!

a/n: ur bad date is with ushiwaka ok i'm sorry he's a nice guy but i had to make it someone HDJSJS,, also this is based on real life events except my friend who lived in an apartment near me isn't cute like iwa-chan :( LMAOOO i hope u enjoy reading!!! xx sof

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"I assure you, you don't have to walk me to my apartment."

"It's not a bother. I insist."

"No, it's fine." Although you tried to keep a smile on your face, you were certain it looked more like you were baring your teeth at him. "Really. You don't have to do that."

Ushijima shrugged. "I told you, it's no big deal."

Your grin turned into a grimace as you stepped outside the car and headed towards your apartment complex. You managed to grit out, "Great. Thanks."

A friend from your class had told you they had a friend of a friend who saw an Instagram post of you and thought you were cute. After they showed you a picture of him, you said the same. Little did you know it would lead to a mess of a date set up by said friend.

The date was at a karaage chicken place and it was filled with the most uncomfortable silences you had sat through since office hours with a professor who you were sure hated you. Ushijima was nice enough and it wasn't the worst date ever, but the two of you just did not click. You figured it was partly your fault for agreeing to meet with him despite not having a single clue about his interests and never having talked to him once, but it was too late to undo it now.

He was a gentleman, at least. Offered to pay, held your seat out for you, drove you to your apartment complex, and, now, was trying to walk you to your doorstep.

The thing was, you did not want him to know where you lived.

You didn't get red flags or feel threatened by any means, but having a guy you went on one uncomfortable date with know your exact address wasn't really something that sat well with you. You've heard enough college horror stories to be wary. But, you didn't have the heart to tell him explicitly not to walk you home… So the only solution?

Head to your friend's apartment in the same complex instead.

"Do you know where you're going?" asked Ushijima, examining you as your eyes darted around from building to building.

You'd been to Iwaizumi's apartment before, but that didn't stop you from looking lost and confused in this maze of houses. And it didn't help to have Ushijima's semi-condescending gaze on you the whole time. The worst part was, you were almost certain he didn't even mean to be condescending— He just was. To you, at least. It definitely rubbed you the wrong way during the date.

"Yeah," you laughed, walking past your apartment, "of course I know where my own apartment is."

Iwaizumi's place was just a few buildings north of yours, which you were quick to remember after catching sight of your place. You briefly wondered if he would be home on a Friday night, but quickly decided it wasn't important. It's not like you would be entering his house anyway. In fact, if all went well, he might never even know you were outside his apartment to begin with.

The plan was to have Ushijima drop you off at the doorstep (since he so unwaveringly insisted that he had to and it was no trouble for him to do so), tell him goodbye, fumble with your bag to "look for your keys" as he walked off, then—when he was out of sight—dash to your apartment and lock yourself in your bedroom for the remainder of the night.

A foolproof plan.

"Well, we're here!" you chirped, standing outside Iwaizumi's door labeled 237E. You whirled around to face Ushijima. "Thanks for walking me. See you around!"

"Of course." He nodded but made no move to leave.

Your smile wavered. Was he waiting for you to enter your house safely? If he didn't seem so innocent, it would've been incredibly creepy.

"Err," you drawled, ruffling through your bag. "I'm just finding my keys. You can leave now; I don't want to keep you any longer!"

"It's not a problem."

Your right eye twitched. What did he think could possibly happen in the time it took you to unlock your door and enter? While it was sweet—in a very suffocating way—it wasn't what you wanted. After the bad date that was disappointing for the both of you, you expected him to eat his food and dip. Not see you all the way into your house despite the fact that, deep down, he'd much rather be in his own home. It was domineeringly kind.

Didn't he understand how stressful this could be for someone? His obliviousness was overbearing, but you supposed you couldn't blame Ushijima when you didn't verbalize your discomfort to him.

"Everything okay?" he asked for what felt like the fifth time that night.

You chuckled nervously. "I guess I…can't find my keys?" Looking at him sheepishly, you scratched the back of your head. "But, my roommates will probably be home soon! Or, they might be here now. I'll just ring the doorbell when you leave!"

Ushijima blinked. "Why not ring the doorbell now?"

"R-Right," you stammered, unsure whether you wanted to rip your hair out or cry in frustration. Maybe both would be good. "That's smart. I can do that."

He looked at you expectantly.

You winced, bringing your pointer finger to the white button of the doorbell. Before you even had the time to gather the courage to press it, the door swung open suddenly, startling you enough to let out a small yelp.

"Ah—! Iwaizumi!" you cried, eyes wide as you stared face to face with your very confused-looking friend. He glanced between you and Ushijima with a questioning expression, but you rambled on before he could say anything. "Hey there, roomie!" You batted your lashes, pleading with him to play along. "I forgot my keys again."

Iwaizumi's face displayed a look of pure confusion and you were certain he must never have gotten any acting awards when he was younger. His expression became even more puzzled when you wiggled your way inside the door, standing snugly next to his side.

After an awkward silence, you continued again, "Well, thanks for walking me Ushijima-san! And thank you for the date. Maybe I'll see you around."

If he noticed anything suspicious going on, he didn't show it. Instead he simply nodded and wished you a goodnight.

Yup, there was definitely no chance of Ushijima wanting to ask you out on a second date. Not that you were complaining.

You shut the door—the door to an apartment that wasn't even your own, mind you—and let out a sigh of relief. With your eyes closed and your back resting against the wall, you momentarily forgot you were standing in the entrance of Iwaizumi's living room. That was, until you started feeling his heavy gaze on you.

Gulping at the intensity, you cracked your right eye open ever so slightly. "Yes?" you asked innocently.

"Yes?" repeated Iwaizumi incredulously, voice raised in exasperation. "You want to explain what just happened here?"

You had a sudden interest in your shoes as you shuffled in place. Iwaizumi was your friend and someone you considered yourself semi-close to— Comfortable enough to hang out with regularly and talk with almost every day, but not someone that you confided in with no qualms. And definitely not someone close enough for it to be normal to show up at his place unannounced. You were much closer to his best friend, Oikawa, but that was largely due to him finding out you had a big crush on Iwaizumi a number of months ago and feeling the need to tease you endlessly. Apparently, nothing brought people together like relentless goading.

"Another bad date," you answered with a noncommittal tone. "A friend set me up with that guy you saw, Ushijima, and the date was so awkward."

He folded his arms across his chest, pulling his white t-shirt snug around his biceps. You tried not to let your eyes bug out of their sockets at the sight. "And yet you let him bring you home?"

"I couldn't say no! I tried dropping hints but he just didn't get it." You looked up, a sheepish half-smile on your face. "But I was smart enough not to bring him to my apartment. Hence why I came here. Roomie."

Iwaizumi let out an exasperated half-chuckle, half-sigh as he motioned for you to come further inside. You slipped off your shoes at the doorway and followed him into the living room, taking a seat on the couch next to him. He rested his arm against the headrest of the sofa and you were consciously aware of his hand mere inches behind your head.

"Are your other housemates here?" you asked, curious as to why there wasn't the usual amount of chatter and rage gaming from inside their respective rooms.

He shook his head. "They're all back at their hometowns for the weekend."

"And poor Iwa-chan is home all alone on a Friday night instead of out partying with friends?" you teased, reaching over to pat the top of his head mockingly.

Glaring at you for the nickname, he lightly swatted your hand away. "You've been spending too much time with Oikawa. His shittyness is rubbing off on you." There was the slightest hint of amusement in his voice to let you know he was only joking. "And being home alone is better than being stuck with a bad date."

"Ouch," you cried, crossing one leg over the other and sticking your tongue out at him. "Yeah, sure, I would rather have been curled up in my bed than go on that date— But you didn't have to call me out like that." You pouted. "At least I got free food, I guess."

He rolled his eyes with a snort. "If you were uncomfortable, you could've called me to come pick you up."

Despite his gruff voice, there was a look of concern on his face. His eyebrows were furrowed and the corners of his mouth were downturned. Iwaizumi's offer made you feel warm in the stomach, even if you were sure he was just saying it out of courtesy.

"Or better yet," he continued in a murmur, "don't let your friends set you up on dates with guys you barely know, dumbass."

"Hey! Aren't you and Oikawa the ones always telling me I need to go out and date more in the first place?" you said, huffing at his insult.

They told you your college years were your prime dating years and you might regret not going out with a variety of people now. When else would you have the free time and the patience to date, anyway? That was part of the reason you agreed to blind dates and set ups, after all. If Iwaizumi was insisting you date around, that most certainly meant he didn't reciprocate your feelings for him. Meaning, you had to get over him somehow before the hurt could kick in, even if that somehow included less than ideal fraternization.

"I never said that," he grumbled, shaking his head. "Why would I tell you to go on dates with other people? It was just Oikawa who said you should."

You blinked in confusion. "But you were there and you nodded in agreement."

He shifted his body to get a better look at you, a scowl on his face. "I did not. You were drunk and you probably thought my head was moving when it wasn't."

"Well, you were drunk too! Maybe your head was moving and you just didn't know." The lines between his forehead deepened and you laughed, unable to stop yourself from tapping the wrinkles with your ring finger. "Don't think too hard; you might hurt your brain."

"You really have been spending too much time with Shittykawa," he said with a defeated sigh. "But whatever you think I said back then, it's probably not what I meant. You shouldn't date anyone unless you want to."

The thing was, you did want to date someone. Iwaizumi. You were just under the impression he didn't want to date you.

You shrugged. "What about you? Have you been dating people you don't want to?"

He shook his head. "No. I haven't dated anyone recently," he admitted, averting his gaze from you for the first time that night. "I actually...am interested in someone, though."

Your stomach dropped. Oh.

"But I don't think they like me."

Trying not to show him the crestfallen expression on your face, you looked down at your lap. You had been mentally preparing yourself to accept that Iwaizumi didn't have a crush on you like you had on him—you were ready to face the harsh reality—but you were not expecting him to tell you he liked someone else on top of that. That was just a double blow to your gut.

You forced out a laugh, hoping it didn't sound too strained. "That's silly. Of course they like you."

"I didn't even tell you who it was."

"Don't need to," you said diffidently, fingers toying with a loose thread on the blue sofa. "I already know. There's no way someone wouldn't like you back."

Iwaizumi snorted disdainfully. "I wouldn't be too sure about that. Them going on dates with other people and telling me about them after seems to be a solid indicator that they don't."

You froze, letting go of the string you accidentally pulled from the couch. Now, you wouldn't say you were an overly optimistic person, but you still couldn't help but think the situation he described was oddly familiar to yours. There was a large chance he was referring to someone else, but with the way you felt his smoldering gaze on your body, you wondered if maybe, just maybe, he could be talking about you.

"Maybe they think you don't like them so they're going on those dates to get rid of their crush on you— But only because they thought you told them to do so! And, honestly, the dates probably aren't helping at all on getting rid of the crush; it just makes it get even bigger and bigger as they realize they can't like anyone the same way they like you and now they don't know what to do," you babbled, unable to stop the word vomit.

After processing the words that you had just uttered, you slapped your hands over your mouth to shut yourself up. That was a little more than you had originally wanted to say… Okay, a lot more. You winced. You wanted to subtly hint that you were talking about yourself, not be so obvious as to yell it out with a megaphone and have a blinking billboard pointing your way.

Idiot, idiot, idiot.

You could only hope Iwaizumi was oblivious enough to let this whole thing go and assume that you were only speaking hypothetically. But he was smarter than that. You knew it. He may be a little dense when it came to romance, but even he couldn't be dumb enough to misunderstand your conspicuous slip up.

Your stomach churned as you awaited his response.

"So," he spoke slowly, keeping his cautious regard on you, "Oikawa was right?"

You blinked. That wasn't the response you were expecting. But things just didn't seem to go as planned today, you supposed. "What do you mean?"

"You do like me, then?"

"W-What? When did…" You gaped, trailing off as your throat tightened. "He told you that?"

"A month ago, he told me he thought you might like me," Iwaizumi admitted, a rosy red darkening the apples of his cheeks. "But that was before you started going on those crazy dates, so I figured he was wrong."

A cry of indignation escaped your lips as you heard the news. "Seriously?"

He nodded.

"No way!" you sputtered in disbelief. "He found out I liked you months ago— At the beginning of the school year! And then last month, Oikawa told me I should to get over you by going on a bunch of dates."

Your brows were furrowed and arms folded as you glared into the sky, wishing Oikawa were there so you could yell at him for making a fool of you. Iwaizumi caught your gaze with a disgruntled look of his own.

"What on earth?" you groaned, burying your face in your palms.

"I'll kick his ass the next time I see him," Iwaizumi vowed.

"Please," you muttered, a thousand thoughts racing through your mind.

Oikawa knew you had a crush on Iwaizumi. Why would he tell him behind your back? And was Iwaizumi's response negative? Is that why Oikawa told you to date to get over him? Trying to understand Oikawa's thought process was enough to almost give you a headache.

"But, wait," said Iwaizumi quietly, effectively interrupting your train of thoughts. "Months?"

You peeked at him through the cracks between your fingers. "Huh?"

"You said you liked me for months now? Since the start of this school year?"

The heat rose to your cheeks in embarrassment. "T-That's not the point—!"

"Because I've liked you for a few months now too," he interrupted before you could deny anything. Your eyes shot open as you stared straight at Iwaizumi, just now noticing the serious expression on his face.

Was this a confession?

"Ever since that night we ditched our friends to stay inside and watch Godzilla instead of going to the party." He shared a small, slightly sheepish smile with you as he recalled the memory.

In the beginning of the year before classes had started but everyone had already moved into their respective apartments, Oikawa decided everyday of the week leading up to the first day of school would be a good day to get shit-faced drunk. It was fun for the first three days, but by day four you were getting worn out, and by day five, just the thought of consuming one more jello shot made you shudder.

So when Iwaizumi—who you had then only recently realized you had a crush on—suggested you two sneak away to his empty apartment and watch some movies instead, you were more than happy to oblige.

"I thought you looked...cute that night," Iwaizumi managed, his voice gruff and tentative. "It was funny how you were scared by the movies even though it was hardly even horror." He snorted at the recollection, hints of a grin playing on his face. "And I may have realized then that I had already started liking you."

You bit the inside of your lip to keep your face from splitting into a beam. Your eyes were wide open, almost as if you were in a daze and were only dreaming the events of this night had happened. Iwaizumi shoved his hands in his sweatpants' pockets, ducking his head to hide his delight at this situation.

"You like me too?" you asked breathlessly. There was still a tone of disbelief in your voice.

He nodded. "Have for a while now. But I didn't tell Oikawa about it until last month. And that's when he said he thought you liked me back."

At his words, you visibly relaxed. So Oikawa didn't blab about your crush on his best friend— Though, in all honesty, maybe if he had, you could've had a relationship with him sooner. You leaned your head back against the headrest of the couch with a sigh. "Then if he knew you liked me, why did he tell me to date other people that night we were all out drinking together?"

"To piss me the fuck off."

You laughed in surprise, not expecting Iwaizumi to sound so furious.

"He probably wanted to get me to disagree with him, that dumbass," he hissed, a scowl forming on his face. Even with his nose scrunched and forehead crinkled, you thought Iwaizumi was as handsome as ever.

"Maybe Oikawa thought you wouldn't confess without his help so he wanted to push your buttons and make you jealous by seeing me date other people," you said, chuckling at the audacity of this situation.

Iwaizumi apparently didn't share your amusement, since his scowl deepened. "I would've confessed without his unwanted help," he grunted. But you knew he wasn't too annoyed by his best friend. Oikawa never had any ill-intentions towards the two of you, and you both were aware of that. "I was a little jealous, though," he admitted with flushed cheeks. "And I may have gotten a bit happier every time you told me afterwards that you didn't like your date—especially tonight."

You smiled shyly at him, only mildly embarrassed by the routine you two had picked up. Go on a date (usually prompted by Oikawa), wish your date was Iwaizumi the whole time, go home, message Iwaizumi about your bad date, repeat. But in today's case, you went to him in person instead of texting.

"But I was dreading that one night you'd message saying your date went well," he said, hands balled up into fists and gaze downcast. "Or worse— Not message that night at all."

Your expression turned somber as you realized that while you were casually dating around to try to get over Iwaizumi, he was there watching you go out with other people. A feeling of guilt spread through you as you bowed your head slightly, wishing you had taken the chance to tell him your feelings instead of trying to toss them aside.

"Iwaizumi, I'm so sorry," you said. "I didn't even think about how it could be affecting you."

"Hey, it's okay." He placed his closed hand on the top of your head, making you look up at him. He nodded once. "You didn't know. And Assikawa was the one pushing you to go on dates you didn't want," he said wryly, though his tone was more amused than bitter. "But maybe now you don't have to keep going on those bad dates anymore."

Your heart skipped a beat at his words. Was he offering—?

"Y'know," he said, "if you… If we…"

"Went on a date?" you completed, hesitant but hopeful. "With each other, I mean."

"Yes. With each other." He held his breath. "What do you think?"

After a beat of silence, your face split into a grin. You practically jumped off the couch in excitement, bouncing towards Iwaizumi to tackle him into a hug. He let out a surprised grunt, but caught you in his arms nonetheless.

"I think you could've saved me loads of wasted nights if you had asked a month earlier!" you laughed, burrowing your face into his chest— His very strong, very muscular chest that had no business being this comfortable. "To think all this time I could've been going on dates with you instead of random people I end up blocking a day after?"

His right hand rested between your shoulder blades while his left was lightly cupping the back of your head. He chuckled and you felt the vibrations through his thin t-shirt.

"We'll have plenty of time to make up for it now," he said, voice warm and inviting. "We can catch up on dates this whole weekend. Or just rewatch all of Godzilla again."

"That sounds like the perfect date weekend." The grin on your face never left as you stayed tangled in his arms. "And your roommates aren't back until Monday, hmm?"

He titled his head down at you to see your expression, the corner of his mouth quirked upward as he smirked. "Yup. They'll be gone all weekend."

You two exchanged knowing looks, causing you to wiggle your eyebrows suggestively and make him laugh. His ears turned red and when you pointed it out he got even redder. You smiled at each other as you held him even tighter.

It didn't matter what you two would be doing this weekend. All you cared about was getting to spend more time with Iwaizumi.

"Then we most definitely have a lot of catching up to do."

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[Sick!Iwaizumi x Reader]~Denial

"Y/n!" You heard Makki and Mattsun yell from across the court.

"What's up guys?" You asked, handing them each a water bottle.

"Can you please convince Iwaizumi to go home already?" Makki asked.

"Why would I do that?" You questioned.

"Because he's clearly sick but won't listen to us" Mattsun scoffed.

"Sick how?" You said, looking at Iwaizumi at the net.

"He's been coughing the whole practice-" Makki said.

"Andddd he's got a runny nose. He keeps wiping it on his jersey-" Mattsun looked at you wide-eyed.

"I'm sure that's not the case I'm sure he's just-" you paused, witnessing Iwa indeed wiping his nose on the jersey again.

"See what we mean?" The 3rd years said together.

"Okay 1st I'm gonna have to wash that, and 2nd I'll handle it" you rolled your eyes and huffed. Walking over to Iwa on the court.

"Iwa, I need to speak with you" you said, waving your hand over.

You saw iwa running towards you, clearly out of breath easily. "What's wrong babe?" He said, wiping the sweat from his brow and coughing. But tried to hide it. Both Makki and Mattsun made a face.

"Iwa look, I think it's a good idea if you go home" you sighed.

"Oh I know what this is about, did Makki and Mattsun tell you I was sick?" He questioned, looking angry.

You nodded.

"Like I told them, I'm fine it's just overworking m-myself.." Iwa said, but turned away, coughing into his arm.

"You were saying?" You looked at him.

"I am not sick. I'm fine-" Iwa argued. You could hear the congestion in his nose.

As you looked at iwa's sweating face, you watched snot drip down his left nostril. "Um Iwa?" You questioned.

"What?" He asked, angrily.

"Um..you've got a runny nose-" you said, handing him a tissue.

Iwa instantly covered his nose, and took the tissue. "I don't know what your talking about-" he said, silently blowing his nose in front of you.

"Right okay...you're going home" you decided.

"Y-you can't decide for me!" Iwa yelled, straining his voice into a dry cough.

"And you coughing more than once is normal?" You said in a tone.

"Shut up, I'm fine-" Iwa said, sneezing into his arm.

"Iwaizumi, you're sick-" Makki growled.

"Prove it" he sniffled. Makki and Mattsun smirked.

"Sneezing, coughing, sniffling, runny nose" you listed.

"Face it Iwaizumi, your s/o is right" Makki said. Mattsun agreed.

Iwa looked at the 3 of you. He suddenly didn't feel right. He felt an itch in his nose and watering in his eyes; he sneezed into his arm again and coughed as he cleared his throat. "Iwa.." you sighed.

"I'm fine" he assured you. Although he and everyone knew he wasn't.

"Let me feel your head-" you said, worryingly.

"If it'll get you to stop then sure" he said bending down. He felt very warm.

"You've got a fever iwa, and your nose is dripping again. Please go home" you said, handing him another tissue.

"Ugh..f-fine" iwa said, blowing his nose. "I'll go home.." he admitted defeat.

"Alright, Makki, Mattsun I'm taking iwa home let coach know" you said, grabbing his hand. Iwa looked pale and very unwell.

"Well do, feel better iwaizumi!" They yelled.

"Thank-" he sneezed. "-you" he said, smiling at you.

"Let me wipe your nose-" you said, wiping his snot.

[Time Skip at Iwa's House]

"Go lay in bed, I'll be up in a minute" you said, as you opened the door to his house, placing the key on the table.

"Ok" Iwa said, sounding very congested. He walked upstairs as you opened the cabinet.

You took your shoes off and started to boil a cup of tea. When it was done you got a text from Oikawa saying, 'Iwaizumi better be back in 2 days' he sounded mad from how you read it. You replied with, 'He'll get better when he get's better Senpai, he's my boyfriend I'll take it from here' you then turned your phone on silent in case he texted again. You then walked up to see Iwaizumi in the shower and the water running. You set the tea on his desk and walked to the bathroom.

"You alright?" You asked.

"Mmmm" Iwa mumbled, coughing up phlegm from the open steam.

"Okay, I left tea on the table, I'm going to set up some homework okay?" You said, but before you left, Iwa spoke.

"Y/n wait-" he said, peering from the curtain.

"What?" You giggled.

"Join me?" He asked.

You sighed, but couldn't resist. "Fine" you said, climbing in with your clothes on.

Iwa wrapped you into his chest as you both watched the hot water hit you. Iwa was more calm now that you were there in his arms. The two of you stayed in the shower for a good half hour before Iwa decided to turn it off and head to the bed. Iwa had his clothes out but you did not.

"Um, what do I wear?" You asked, watching Iwa put a shirt on.

"Pick anything from the closet" he smiled a tired smile.

You saw his Jersey on the floor and picked it up. You changed into that and a pair of sweatpants from his closet and walked over to him.

"Um y/n?" He questioned, looking at your outfit.

"What?" You questioned.

"I got snot all over that, are you sure you want to wear it?" He coughed.

"Oh, I forgot, I'm sure it's fine, move over" you said, as he opened his arms for you to cuddle in. Completely forgetting about homework.

You and Iwa cuddled for a few hours as he fell asleep up against you, meanwhile Oikawa spammed your phone until you answered. The two of you fell asleep together before waking up the next morning.

[Next Morning]

"Good morning" Iwa said, seeming a lot better.

"Morning-" you said, groggy, you were also very congested.

"Oh y/n, what am I gonna do with you?" Iwa said, when he realized he had unintentionally got you sick. As he climbed back in the bed and kissed your neck.

"It was the shirt-" you said, with an irritated look; realizing you still had it on.

"I know, lay back down and come here" Iwa said with a laugh. The funny thing is, you never did start your homework and this situation wasn't all bad. What a way to end a story!

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first part of the first (very self-indulgent) series/au of mine!! it's a combination of two of my brainrots, iwaoi and our life: beginnings and always. this is inspired by step one of ol, im pretty sure they were running around the hill with the fireflies and stuff(HC FILO IWA). my plan for this is to have seven parts, and hopefully i can commit to it pls wish me luck

insta: solki.dio

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Iwaizumi: Your existence is so confusing. Oikawa: How so, Iwa-chan? Iwaizumi: Your presence is annoying, but the thought of anything bad happening to you upsets me.

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color palette meme: iwaizumi hajime + 11. summer colors

➥ requested by: lovely @kurahara <3

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MLB Dodgers' catcher Miyuki Kazuya and Athletics Trainer Iwaizumi Hajime go to the same gym. 😌

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Iwaizumi: Sorry I was late, I was... doing stuff

Oikawa: *Runs into room, panting*

Oikawa: HE FUCKING TRIED TO DROWN ME

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Hc that:

They were playing video games but Oikawa had to go do his homework so he's leaves early-

And just as he opens the door

Iwa says "Hey Kawa, aren't you forgetting something?" While still playing, completely focused on killing the zombies, eyes glued to the screen.

Oikawa just casually "oh right-" s and walks over to Iwa to kiss his cheek and says "I love you Iwa-chan, see you later, bye now"

And walks out

As soon as he closes the door he realizes what he just did and just runs to his house because holy shit he just did that.

And he's in his room freaking out about what the heck just happened when he hears a knock on his window

Iwa-chan? Why was he here? Was he here to tell him off? Scold him? Tell him they couldn't be friends anymore? He brought this upon himself...

He opens the window and Iwa hops in and just keeps Oikawa's phone on his bed side table.

Then he continues to hold Oikawa's face in his hands "I love you too, babe" then kisses him. It's the softest kiss ever and Oikawa just gets over the shock and sighs into the kiss.

The kiss he has been dreaming of since he knew what one was.

"W-what was that for I-iwa-chan" they're both breathing heavy and smiling because they're just so so happy.

"I didn't say it back..."

"Oh, but why would you, I mean we aren't dating or anything and it was completely out of the blue, why would you, say it back?"

"...we aren't dating?"

"WAIT WE'RE DATING? I DIDN'T KNOW?"

And yez they'd been dating for a year and a half according to Iwa but Oikawa didn't realise that when Hajime asked him to the movies he was actually asking him out on a date.

And Iwa just thought that Oikawa wasn't comfortable with anything outside of holding hands and forehead kisses so never asked for anything more because just Oikawa's company was perfect-

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oikawa x reader headcanons ?

about : how i imagine being in love w oikawa would be like.  includes : childhood friends to lovers, mutual pining?, oikawa being oikawa

you met oikawa tooru when you were VERY YOUNG

probably before iwa and him met

aaaaand, our beloved shittykawa falls head over heels for you

will - and i mean will crash at your place at like 1am

why?

because alien movies.

ofc as the 'great king!!' he has his girl problems

pretends to not love you and goes out w other girls

comes to you crying when they break up w him

him treating you to your favourite foods

you want ice cream in winter? he'll run to the nearest ice cream shop and get you it.

you're VERY supportive

goes to all his games

doesn't really cheer loudly but fully happy for him

winks at you from the court *ehe*

jealous boi-

you always bully him w iwa so naturally y'all are close buddies

oikawa gets kinda jealous when you hug iwa

but all good iwa definitely knows about his bestie's crush

how could he not?

okay anyways ---

late night calls.

about anything really - ranting about volleyball, talking about shit, etc.

if you play volleyball... DAMN

MY BOY TOORU WILL BE YOUR BIGGEST AND I MEAN BIGGEST FAN

biggest competitor too cause he's petty like that

will make you train w him

hypes you up but also says like "man i'm better cause i'm the great king ahaha"

shut him up pls <3

okay now before i ramble on

confessions !!

he's nervous as hell

iwa probably forced him to confess since he was annoyed by his two best friends pining over each other like middle schoolers

asks you to meet w him somewhere

blushing trashykawa! <33

please accept him and his poor heart

if you're bold, shut him up by kissing him.

will fluster the hell out of him

pet names !!

probably calls you pet names all the time

either that or some nickname (yk like iwa-chan, makki, mattsun)

before y'all were dating it was just y/n-chan

now it's like babe, baby, sweetheart

please call him pet names too and make him happy

wear his clothes

hoodies, jackets, jerseys

he will love it.

imagine going to his game wearing his aoba johsai jacket and he will melt into a puddle on the ground

probably has a bucket list of things he wants to do with you

for example, stargazing.

laying on the grass (or a picnic blanket bc bugs) and staring up at the night sky

a nerd.

will tell you about the stars and constellations he knows

if you don't know, you're just kinda humming and wondering wtf he's going on about

so you instead focus on how pretty he is

prettykawa

if you DO know, y'all gonna be geeking out about the stars all the time

iwa gets so annoyed when you guys keep pestering him about stars

he's like "okay?? what that gotta do w me bruh"

make him bentos.

he will boast about them in front of his fangirls

SPEAKING OF WHICH

his fangirls HMMM

if they ever try to bully you and he finds out

murderous oikawa omfg

wont beat them unless they hit you

passive agressive

will not care about his reputation anymore

and the school KNOWS it

knows that you are off-limits

and that HE is off-limits

best couple in seijoh

you visit him in the gym and hangs out w his buddies

good quality volleyball nerd times :D

so overall

dating oikawa >>>>

okay that's all it's like 4am i need sleep :sob:

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Haikyuu Characters Overhearing their crush talking about them

Includes Iwaizumi, Suna and Tsukishima: Feel free to request more characters for future parts!

Iwaizumi Hajime:

Iwaizumi was cleaning the changing rooms outside the gym, having volunteered to take down the net and tidy up alone. Oikawa had been overworking himself again, and Iwaizumi had forced him to go home for some well-earned rest. As for the second and third years, they were tired, and Iwaizumi didn't particularly want to be left alone with a bunch of them, feeling slightly drained himself... Mattsun and Makki had gone home straight after practice, having a quiz in one of their classes that they needed to study for.

So there he was, mopping the floor and picking up stray volleyballs. The silence of the gym, previously interrupted only by the squeak of his shoes, was shattered by the sounds of laughter passing by. Iwaizumi felt his ears heat, he had recognised your laugh immediately, and hearing it always made his stomach twist into knots. You were walking past with a friend, on your way out of the school after working together in the library.

The two of you noticed which gym you had walked past, and your conversation turned to the club. "So?" Your friend ribbed, playfully elbowing you in the side, "Is that where that handsome volleyball player you like trains?"

"Don't make fun of my feelings!" You sighed dramatically, and Iwaizumi stifled a laugh. You were probably talking about Oikawa, he told himself. People were always fawning over Oikawa. He didn't begrudge his best friend the popularity, he was happy without it... But he couldn't help but wish that your affections were for him.

"What was his name again..." Your friend continued, "Iwatsun?"

You lightly shoved them, indignant, "His name is Iwaizumi, and he's the best player on the team!"

"Yeah yeah, whatever, you've got it bad you know?" Your voices drifted off into the distance and Iwaizumi stood there, heart pounding, gripping into the handle of his mop. You liked him, not Oikawa, him! He finished his cleaning as quickly as possible, ready to go home and plan exactly how he was going to tell you that he liked you too.

Suna Rintaro:

Another day and another test. Suna groaned as he left the school, his brain hurt from having to answer so many questions on literature and algebra. Evening practice had ended early because all of the second years were too tired to play properly - with the condition that they all stay an hour later tomorrow. He trudged down the streets that led to his favourite place, a small park near his home, with a few hot food stalls nearby. Grabbing a warm snack from one of the booths, Suna walked over to a tree and sat on a bench, gently blowing on his food.

He heard a voice drifting over from a nearby bush and, glancing up from his food, he noticed your familiar figure; he saw it every day, sitting next to him in his maths classes, and occasionally passing him in the corridors between lessons. He'd grown used to your steady presence and had, over time, found himself drawn to you. He loved to interact with you, he thought you were wonderful to talk to, you helped him with what you could, you respected when he needed space and when he was tired, and you were attractive.

You were busy, on a phone call, and thus didn't notice his quiet staring. He focused on the faint whispers of your voice, talking to your friend from another lesson.

"You're sure that you don't mind helping me later?" You asked, talking in the way that you always did, in the way that he'd come to love. "I would do the work they set in my own time, but I'm desperate to go to the match, so I'd really appreciate it if you'd talk me through the answers later!" Your face lit up, "Thank you!" There was a pause, and then you laughed, "What do you mean 'what match'? The volleyball match of course! What other match would I want to go to?"

Suna started, his match? You wanted to go to his team's matches, and would ignore your workload in order to do so? He was undeniably flattered by your interest and... couldn't help but hope that you were there for him. You turned slightly, your posture hunching slightly as heat came gradually to your cheeks, "Umm..." You were quiet, "I just want him to see the interest he has in me, is all." He leant forwards, intrigued, "He plays amazingly, you know!" You were a lot more enthused again, "The way he spikes the ball and the control he has! It's wonderful!..." You hid your face at the words from the phone, "... and attractive." Suna was on the edge of his bench, desperate to hear who you fancied, he clenched his fists while you huffed and then, "The spiker! Suna! Who sits next to me in maths! Stop teasing me, you know I like him!"

Your phone call continued, but Suna just sat there, dumbstruck. Him. You liked him. A slow smile spread across his face, and, when he got home, he immediately messaged you with a request for a date, he couldn't help but cheer when you said yes.

Tsukishima: Honestly, Tsukishima thought, it showed how soft he'd gone, recently, that he'd agreed to tutor Kageyama and HInata in the first place. However, nothing on Earth could convince him to tutor them outside of the agreed times. Therefore, he was making a tactical retreat (read: hiding) in the library, knowing that it was the last place that the two volleyball-brained idiots would want to look.

"Oi! Is that him?"

He shot a sharp glare in the direction of the voice, locking eyes with you, one hand over the mouth of your friend, who was next to you. "Sorry", you mouthed, looking very apologetic. He nodded slowly and turned his gaze back to his book. If it was anything else, he probably would have been a bit more scathing, but he could never be too sharp, when it came to you. He'd found himself falling for you in the times you'd been in class together, and had a soft spot for you as a result.

Hushed whispers drifted over from your table.

"That's him right? It is! The one who sits next to you in-" You made a 'quieter' motion with your hand and your friend huffed. "But you like him!"

"Yes." You murmured, "But this is a library, you have to be quiet."

Your friend rolled their eyes, "Sorry. But you're always talking about him! Blond, tall, handsome Tsukishima with his glasses and big brain and volleyball skills and-"

Your friend hummed in annoyance against your hand, once again over their mouth. "Listen," you said, "We are trying to work. He is trying to work. Yes I like him but can we please talk about this later?" Sighing and nodding, your friend turned back to their work.

Tsukishima, meanwhile, sat in his chair, staring at the same sentence he'd been looking at for your whole conversation. You liked him? Wow, that was surprising, he didn't think he'd be your type. Then again, you'd probably say the same about yourself to him. Smiling faintly, he turned the page, but all focus was lost as he thought about how to invite you to one of his games.

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

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I couldn't fall asleep last night because my stupid brain was trolling again. All I could think about is this:

The Argentina National Team believes that Iwaizumi's name is "Iwa-chan" because Oikawa always refers to him as that in his stories (and boy is he always in Oikawa's stories).

The Japanese National Team hears the other team calling their trainer this nickname and starts teasing him.

Sports Magazines start featuring him as a young successfull athletic trainer responsible for the strongest volleyball team in Japan, thanks to JVA Sport Promoter Kuroo (also Akaashi who has connections in publishing).

BUT when the articles get published, he is referred to as Hajime "Iwa-chan" Iwaizumi.

Oikawa thinks it's hilarious and makes sure he says "Iwa-chan" more often especially whenever there's media or fans nearby.

A plush toy called "Iwa-chan" becomes popular among kids and Iwaizumi has a very strong feeling Kuroo is behind it (he is, it's to promote sports to the youth).

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[Iwaizumi x Reader]~The Team Forces Him to Confess

A/N-This is the first story of the Iwaizumi Headcanon series ❤

Although you were a 1st year and Iwaizumi knew that, ever since you joined the boys team as a manager he couldn't keep his eyes off you. At first he didn't know what to make of it, he didn't know if it was because you were there girl manager, if you were just super hot or what but all he knew is he had soon developed strong feelings for you that he intended to keep secret from you and the team. Although, his secret was soon revealed.

One day when the boys were all in the locker room putting there gym clothes on, Iwaizumi was the only one missing from the group. Turns out he had worn his practice clothes under his school uniform so he could be the first one ready and come see you earlier than everyone else. Instead of being in the locker room with everyone, he was with you at your locker which was on the other side of the school. Oikawa was suspicious when he noticed Iwaizumi to be gone longer than he should, he took the time to go through his locker and as he did, he came across something very interesting.

"Ooooo look what I found guys!" He yelled, reaching his hand out of his friends locker.

"What are you yelling for?" Makki asked, as he tied his shoes.

"What's so exciting?" Mattsun said, expressionless.

"Isn't that Iwaizumi-senpai's locker?" Kunimi questioned, pointing to the open door.

"Yes well he isn't here and I got news" Oikawa said, he was very hyper, holding a piece of paper in his hands.

"What's that piece of paper?" Yahaba asked.

"It's addressed to y/n" Oikawa winked.

"Ooo, does he have a thing for her?" Makki said, getting intrested as well.

"Let's find out" Oikawa said, opening the letter.

'Y/n, you have no idea how I feel about you and I'm too afraid to say anything at fear of being rejected. For god sake's, if it was so easy to get all the girls like shittykawa I would of confessed to you at the beginning of this season but it's not. Well not for me at least. Everyday I watch you during practice and I can't keep my eyes off you; when your struggling in a class I feel bad and want to help you but don't know how to ask. If only you knew all of this, if only you knew how well I could treat you. I would treat you better than anyone I can think of. You deserve the world y/n, and I can only imagine that it was me giving it to you. All I want is a chance, and I know you're a 1st year and I'm a 3rd year but I'm sure I could make it work, but I'll never try unless I tell you these feelings. I'm not ready yet but one day will come when I'm able too. Sincerely, Iwaizumi Hajime'

As everyone stared around Oikawa, they didn't know what to say. They all stood in shock. They each took a picture of the letter and put it back in Iwaizumis locker before he returned. As the boys finished getting ready, you and Iwaizumi were already on the court as he carried your bag. The rest of the team fallowed behind him and started the drills. You were doing your manager duties as Iwaizumi continued to look at you.

When practice was over, you had gone home and the boys went to the locker room. "Hey Iwaizumi" Oikawa giggled.

"What's with you?" He asked, glaring at his friend.

"Did you confess to y/n yet?" Makki said.

"What?" Iwaizumi said, from his locker. Hiding his blushed face.

"You know what were talking about" Mattsun said, showing his the image on his phone. Iwaizumi's face was shocked.

"I assume shittykawa went through my stuff and that's how you guys got that?" He questioned.

"Yup" Kunimi said.

"Well like you read it, I haven't had enough courage to tell her, and I don't know how she feels" he admitted.

"Well let's see...If you don't confess by tomorrow, none of us will show up to the game" Yahaba suggested. The team liked that idea.

'W-what??" Iwaizumi scoffed.

"Do you have a choice?" Makki smirked.

"Ugh fine..." Iwaizumi grabbed his phone, to your contact.

Y/N ❤

Me-Hey y/n?

Y/n ❤-Something wrong? Did you leave something at the gym? I can go get it

Me-No no, the thing is..

Y/n ❤-Yes?

Me-I like you a lot..I was wondering if you'd give me a chance?

Y/n ❤-Iwaizumi-senpai I...I never expected this

Me-I understand if you don't feel the same-

Y/n ❤-No, I like you too Hajime

That text shocked Iwaizumi. He showed the messages to his team and they started jumping about.

Me-Alright, so go out with me after the game?

Y/n ❤-Sure I'd love too!

Me-Great :)

Although the team did force him to tell you how he felt, he didn't regret it. He did need a push in the right direction. Now he had a new girlfriend, a person he hoped would be happy with him and hoped he would treat you the best he could for all he knew that you deserved.

End Part 1~

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