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samanthaa-leanne · 2 months
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Opposites Attract: Iwaizumi x Reader
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Summary: YN is a first-year at Nekoma HS and is best friends with Kenma, Kuroo, Bokuto, and Akaashi. She is Nekoma’s VBC manager and a fantastic volleyball player. Being trained by her adopted dad, Yasafumi Nekomata, had its perks after all. The summer training camp was coming up and it was announced that some new teams would be joining this year. With that news, YN couldn’t shake the feeling that her life was about to be turned upside down, in more ways than one. Nothing could prepare her for finding out she had a long lost twin brother named Shoyo Hinata. She was right about one thing, her life had indeed been turned upside down.
Pairings: Iwaizumi x Reader
Status: Coming Soon
Warnings: Language, 17+ memes, angst, forced proximity
Updates: When I Can
Taglist: Open (0/50) Please send an ask to be added
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hajiberry · 2 years
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10:36 a.m. - Iwaizumi
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You took Sundays very seriously. No one was to be up before 10’oclock, no one was to leave the house before 3 pm, no one was allowed to wear anything but pajamas in the house, and most importantly breakfast had to be cooked together.
You thought these rules were simple, quite easy to follow. But for some reason almost every sunday at least one of your rules were broken. Your husband either attempted to leave for the gym at an ungodly hour (8 am but that was extremely unacceptable for a Sunday), trying to run some errand in the morning or trying to cook you breakfast which while you appreciated it it completely went against your rules.
Today was a rare Sunday that Iwaizumi was sticking to your Sunday rules. You weren’t sure what the occasion was but you never questioned it when you woke up at 10:30 on a rainy Sunday morning to your husband still lying in bed next to you. Just as you were about to close your eyes and let sleep pull you back in, you felt light kisses along your shoulder.
“Morning”, he mumbled into your skin, lightly groaning, you rolled over, eyes still closed as you gave him a sleepy smile.
“Funny seeing you here”, you said as your hand came up to tangle in his hair.
“Expecting someone else?“, you laughed, rolling your eyes at the accusatory look he was giving you.
“Yeah,I was expecting an empty bed”, you teased,
“Decided to grace you with my presence this morning”, he mumbled into your neck, sliding his arm up your thigh and to your waist, pulling you closer against his body.
“How sweet”, you said softly, closing your eyes and letting yourself enjoy his body against yours.
Just as you closed your eyes, seconds away from letting sleep consume you, Iwa spoke up again.
“I thought we could make cinnamon rolls this morning”, looking up, you gave your husband a sweet smile that was rare for the morning before coffee.
“I knew I married you for a reason”, he chuckled, pressing his lips to your hairline as his hand drew shapes on your back.
“Yeah and I bet last night wouldn’t be one of those reasons”, you rolled your eyes at his teasing tone.
“I didn’t say reasons, I said reason. One singular reason”, he rolled his eyes, trying and failing to hide the smile tugging at his lips.
“I’ll keep that in mind”, he said as he stretched before sitting up and getting off the bed. You gasped, pulling the covers back to shield yourself from the cold air as he turned a lamp on.
“Hajiii”, you whined, now shielding your eyes from the light.
“Don’t you want cinnamon rolls?”, you nodded, about to ask for a few more minutes before your covers where thrown off you and you were hoisted up onto your husbands shoulders.
You decided not to complain about being taken from your bed since you had a feeling this Sunday was going to follow all of your guidelines.
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wolfbetweenrivers · 2 years
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Iwa warming up before practice
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hinata-boke · 8 months
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silly idea i had to draw
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arctvros · 9 months
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high school sweethearts to college fiancés
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reineydraws · 8 months
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babies iwachan, bokuto & noya fighting with their stick-swords :') based off this extra from the manga!
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tvhsleb3ww · 2 months
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SNEAKING IN YOUR ROOM - IWAIZUMI HAJIME
summary, you beg hajime to sneak into your room and who is he to say no?
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when he read your text about you getting grounded by your parents, he thought it was amusing and sorta funny to imagine someone that's almost eighteen this year, got grounded for coming home behind curfew.
he didn't think much of it. he just comforted you through his text messages and he feels a little bad for you when you texted those insane amount of sad faces. he comforts you by saying your parents just want the best for you or they're just worried something might happen to you.
he knows how stubborn and rebelling you can be at times. he finds it cute although it can be a real pain in the ass sometimes.
and as if you being grounded for two weeks isn't enough, you just had to— well ask for more.
you definetly were asking for more weeks of being grounded when you asked him to sneak into your room at exactly eleven p.m.
of course, he protested at first from how ridiculous the idea sounds. he definetly was consoling you by saying that you'll get into more trouble if he does that— he also doesn't want to ruin his reputation of a nice and respectful man that your parents think of him.
but he knows that he couldn't say no to you. not when you're begging and sending him pictures of you pouting for him to come and snuggle with you. he groans.
"pleasee, hajime! cmon!! don't you love me?" you whined into the phone and he sighed. he really didn't want to encourage anymore of your rule breakings.
yet here he is— stumbling on the roof of your house as he grabs onto your window, huffing and cursing when he felt like he almost fell. never in his life would he thought he'd be so down bad for a woman that he forces himself to do these ridiculous things.
he knocks on the glass of your window, and in just a second— you rolled the windows up and invited him in with a smile on your face.
"hey" you said with a teasing smile and snickered at his eye roll and grunt.
"hi" he grunts out as he forces his extremely large figure to fit into your small window. it's a great thing that heavens had blessed him with a tiny waist so he can fit in. his struggle to fit made him plop down on the floor of your bedroom— letting out a loud 'THUMP!' sound.
you snickered and helped him up as he takes out the dried leaves stuck in his hair. you helped him with this, of course.
"you are one crazy woman" he lets out a huff as he pats his clothes to clean it from the dust and dried leaves. you snickered at this as you pressed a kiss on his lips, your hands wrap around his neck.
he groans and wraps his toned arms around your waist, peppering kisses on your lips. you just giggled against his lips as he leads you to your bed, pushing you down gently.
"thanks for stopping by, hajime" you mumbled as he rolled his eyes, playfully. he huffs and grabs your face with his calloused hands, making you look at him.
"you never learn your lesson, huh?" he chuckles before pressing a kiss on your forehead. you replied with a giggle and a small kiss on his nose.
it was exactly 11:17 p.m. he had snuck in your house and currently snuggling with you. he knows that he shouldn't be doing this. ugh, your parents will think badly of him now but he'll do whatever you ask him to.
besides— it was kinda worth it. he thinks. no, it was really worth it. getting the chance to hold you close and engulf your smaller figure (compared to his) and sharing kisses while watching a stupid romcom on your phone.
it's so much better than having to wait two more weeks just to see you.
he'd do anything for you and you know that. you know how down bad he is for you. how much of a simp and loverboy he can be for you. though— he'd rather get beheaded by a guillitone than admit that.
and as both of you were too busy exchanging kisses and snuggling, you almost failed to notice the faint footsteps that were heading to your room.
almost failed.
your eyes widen as you quickly pull hajime out of the bed. you lead him into your closet.
"i think my mom is coming! just stay here, okay?" you said and before he could say anything in response, you shut the closet door on him exactly the time your mother had opened the door.
"(y/n)? what are you doing?" she asked and walked into your room, you gulped, nervous.
"i-i was just folding my clothes" you lied but that lie was enough to explain why you were standing in front of the closet. she nods and walks towards every corner of your room— as if to check something.
"ms satou— yknow, our next door neighbour?" she asked and kneeled down to check under the bed. you raised a brow at her question. "yeah? what about her?" you asked.
"she saw someone climbing up your room" shit. shit.
meanwhile inside the cramped closet, hajime was struggling to not fall and expose himself. fuck— he has never been into such a tight situation. he was cramped up in this small closet.
he had to keep his breathing down as he looks at the situation unwind through the small holes of your closet that was designed there. he sees your mother and your nervous state.
he's praying, praying that both of you don't get busted.
you scoffed at your mother's words. "ma, you know that ms satou is an old lady! it's probably just her imagination— are you seriously checking out my room for this?" you whined and your mother huffs.
"i just thought it was believable, you tend to be a troublemaker!" she exclaims and crossed her arms. "there's no one in here, ma! i'm being honest!" you lied and your mother sighed.
"fine, fine. just go to sleep, okay? i love you" your mother smiled and left your room.
exactly and that moment— the closet doors opened and hajime trampled onto the floor. he catches his breath. god, his muscles are all sore due to the cramped space.
you immediately kneeled down to check on him. "haji, are you okay? i'm sorry for that" you said and helped him up. he groaned and stretched his body, twisting his body.
"don't lie to your mother, that's not nice" he huffs and you just smiled, quickly pulling him closer for a kiss.
"and let you get caught?" you chuckled as he kissed you back. "my arms are sore from how cramped that closet of yours is" he complains and you lead him to your bed, straddling his lap as you massage his biceps.
"poor you" you teased and pressed kisses against his lips— all while massaging his bicep. he groaned into the kiss, a small smile planted on his face.
apparently both of you were too busy making out to the point that you failed to notice your mother's gasp of surprise.
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cloudzoro · 4 months
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He's been working all day and when he finally comes home, trudging through the doorway and kicking off his shoes, the sound of your voice calling his name fills his ears and he snaps his head up to look at you. His stress and fatigue drains at the sight of you, his favourite girl.
He immediately scoops you into his arms, suffocating you with his affection. His initial goal of giving you a good night kiss and zonking out changes when he realises how much he's missed touching you. Having you in his arms is doing more to recharge him than any sleep or meals could.
“Are you tired?” you ask as he presses kisses to your neck, rubbing his hands down your body and gripping at your ass.
“Not too tired to show you how much I missed you today”, he replies, pulling you into an eager kiss. The kiss is passionate and aggressive as he backs you into your shared bedroom. He lays you down on the bed, pulling at your clothes to strip you down. When he's finally got you naked, he sits back on his heel, taking a moment to admire your body. He's looking at you with so much love and adoration that it almost brings tears to your eyes.
“I needed this,” he whispers, settling himself so his face is hovering above your cunt. “Needed you so fucking bad” He groans before finally closing the gap and licking at your folds. No matter how shitty his work day was, it all melts away with your taste on his tongue.
Daichi Sawamura, Osamu Miya, Hajime Iwaizumi, Roronoa Zoro, Smoker, Trafalgar Law, Crocodile, Suguru Geto, Shota Aizawa, Roy Mustang, Jean Havoc
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iwaasfairy · 11 months
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big bro iwa who’s in love with making out with his lil sister’s pussy <3
tw incest, hajime nii is a service dom, oral <33
"S-sit shtill," he's slurring into your skin, pulling you down closer with an almost painful grip on your ass. But how can you? It's physically impossible not to squirm when big brother's got his mouth locked like a vice around your clit and all the sucking and wetness coating his chin is enough to have your thighs shaking.
"Niichan, niichan, nii~chan! I'm gonna pass ouw~ t." You're whining loudly, you know you are, but- everything's hazy and your fingers are threading through his full head of hair and you can't stop yourself from sweating and rocking back against his mouth until the friction on your puffy bud becomes too damn much.
If you could open your eyes for longer than a second, you'd be able to see the intensity in Hajime's eyes, and the absolute adoration as he watches every twitch of your brow, or how you force your own finger between your teeth to shut yourself up. You'd be able to see how his hips twitch and smear precum all over the blankets while he buries himself between your legs with a low grunt. "Pass out then," he eventually breathes, letting even the puffs tingle your clit, "I'm not done."
He loves you, you know? Loves laying you down on his bed like this whenever you come over and watching you squirm to get away. But your voice breaks as you let out a desperate squeak, and your back curls off the bed with shuddering thighs. Hajime's tongue rubs over your clit again, before his fingers scissor you open further and more wetness dribbles out of your pretty pussy.
If you're not driving him crazy up the wall, you'd be doing it to someone else. A thought makes his brows furrow, as he watches you, watches the tear tracks wobble down your heated cheeks and your body twitch every time his tongue leaves the nub with a flick. "You know- uhh, ugh- why I'm doing this?"
"Mhm, a sister's pussy is for big brother," you softly mewl, and also shake, and your hands fiddle with the strands of his hair you can read.
"Not that," Hajime nii grunts, curling his fingers deeper inside you and opening wide as his tongue goes to fuck into the drooling hole with a low groan. You taste so fucking good. He'd really stay down here for hours if he could, and it ticks him off that you start getting too overstimulated and fussy after just two orgasms. "Why am I mad?"
Your whining makes way for a beat of silence, though your pussy clenches and sucks his tongue like you never want to let him go. You might pretend to be any better off than him, but you're just as twisted. A real brother fucker, getting the sheets this drenched. It almost distracts him from your little "Oh."
"Yeah. Oh." You try to right yourself onto an elbow and lift yourself from the bed, but he gets up and yanks your waist along with him so you fall back, and his biceps bulge as your legs hook over his shoulder. The sucking of your little clit has your eyelids fluttering so hard you look like you're gone. "You don't know what you're doing. Why even try to touch yourself, stupid shitty sister. This is my pussy. Mine."
"'m sorry~" you whine, and your tone says it all. You're going to cum, again, and soak his face like he wants, needs you to. Long days of work only feel earned when he can sink his fat cock into that hot, little clutch. Why don't you get that. "Ah, ah, niichan. Wan'it, wan- mh-agh, gonna cum Hajime nii~" So cute. So pretty. Your pussy's clenching against his mouth, so hot and soft on his tongue, so needy-
He lets you ride yourself against his mouth until you start wiggling, and then he clamps his lips around that little bud and sucks, hard. Until you're cumming all over him, and he places patient kisses onto your hooded nub until you stop shaking and crying. "How many times do I have to tell you? If your body feels weird, what do you do?"
"Wake up- Haj' niichan. Niichan will fix 't."
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touchlikethesun · 6 days
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if you told kageyama and hinata that they could improve their timing and strengthen their hitter/setter bond by kissing they would immediately start making out. even if they weren’t interested in the other like that at all before, those boys would do anything for volleyball
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uravitypng · 6 months
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you're dating hajime and you told him you wouldn't be able to come see him play because you were busy but you're able to get out of it and turn up anyway without his knowledge but the thing about iwa is he would be the best boyfriend in the world and he notices you in the crowd, he is the epitome of:
"how did you know i was here? did you see me?"
"when do i not see you?"
"what, one face in all that crowd?"
"there was a crowd, too?"
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kirbyskisses · 1 year
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monster iwa…. is rewiring my brain chemistry
oh sem. my queen, you have awakened my little godzilla/mothra = iwaizumi/reader heart. i will now enter a feral unhinged state - i take no responsibility for what is about to happen.
tw: hybrids, monsterfucking, breeding mention, size kink, “just the tip”. minors/ageless blogs dni
godzilla type hybrid!iwa, a monster man with these huge muscular, gray-scaled arms and claws, sharp teeth, a long, heavy tail and back spines. still with that handsome face, a head of dark-brown hair and cold green-grey eyes that bore down on you. he’s so big
has a downright possessive love for his queen - a good-hearted little thing - mostly human but with fuzzy hair, bright eyes and precious moth wings.
he groans and curses and roars - a grumpy protector - but alway simmers down into a loud, comforting purr when he wraps his tail and huge body around you.
he doesn’t quite get what your chirps and cries are about while his slippery, long, blue tongue penetrates you but he doesn’t mind too much.
“have to prep you, little lady. st’p trying to close yer legs! i’m not gonna hurt my lovely queen. just gonna eat you up…”
and he does. :(
eats your fat little pussy like a man starved - huge claws breaking into the nest he’s made below you so they don’t tear into your thick thighs instead.
monster!iwa has no technique, he doesn’t need any. :(
has a tongue so long it slobbers on your clit while reaching deep, deep inside your walls.
a constant squelchsquelchsquelch and unceasing suckling noises echo around as he only takes breaks to say “sweetest fuckin’ pussy,” “that’s m’ goddess - stretch nice and wide…” before spitting on the overstimulated bundle of nerves and starting again.
you must’ve cum four times by the time he stops, wings, antennae and body twitching and twittering barely able to make a coherent noise - pussy lips still convulsing after minutes on end.
monster!iwa is so big you can feel him deep, deep in your tummy when he thrusts his cock in.
promises to start with the tip but your gummy walls are so addictive, so sweet and drippy around his bulbous tip that he can’t resist and lets out a choked roar as he bottoms out inside you.
*sniffle* trying to grip the hardened scales on his shoulders. :((
trying to kick or fly or do something, anything to get the pressure out because it’s so fat inside you but you’re immobilized - by his weight on top of you, his tail wrapping behind you - pulling you into him
his monstrous, long tongue delving inside your mouth forcing you to suck on the slippery muscle as your pussy sucks in his cock ☹️
the obscene sounds your little cunt makes reverberate around the room, mingling with high-pitched whines and breathless moans
“that’s my pretty little moth. my cute little queen.” he smirks, practically able to see the thoughts leave your brain; there’s nothing but him, him, him
and fuck, you’re so small. so delicate. chubby and soft with the most beautiful wing and eyes. gone is your usual bubbly smile - just your perfect lips letting out tiny gasps.
he growls like an animal when you mutter, barely coherent.
“look ‘t me. look ‘t your king - open your eyes and say it louder.”
and so you do, because he’s the king of the monsters and he’s filling you too well for you to disobey.
“wan’ your eggs hajime, pleaseeee - wan’ your babies!”
and he bares his sharp teeth with a vicious smirk at the thought of you heavy with his hybrid heir, breasts milky and full - your plump little form unable to do anything ‘cept waddle ‘nd cry for your big kaiju husband to help you. ☹️
of your plump little form unable to do anything ‘cept waddle ‘nd cry for your big kaiju husband to help you. ☹️
oh, he’s addicted.
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hajiberry · 2 years
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8:23 a.m. - iwaizumi
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“If I turn my body at this angle I actually look pregnant”, looking at you with a smile, Iwa chuckles. Finishing brushing his teeth before saying,
“You are pregnant”, he says, sliding over to you and hugging you from behind.
“I know but I haven’t looked pregnant yet”, smiling he nods, leaning down to press a soft kiss to your cheek.
“Makes it feel real”, you nod wiggling out of his grasp to wrap your arm around his neck.
“In like 6 months our mornings are gonna be a lot less peaceful”, he beams at you, the excitement of becoming a father evident on his face.
“I can’t wait”, leaning down he kisses the tip of your nose, letting go of you to finish getting ready.
“Do you wanna get lunch together today?”, he hums in thought before nodding.
“Yeah I can meet you at that place you’ve been wanting to go to”, you gasp, nodding and following him out of the bathroom as he starts picking out his clothes and changing.
“Oh did I tell you your mom brought over a bunch of baby clothes yesterday”, snorting out a laugh, he looks over his shoulder at you
“Did she really?” he ask, his eyes crinkling up in a smile.
“Yup, I feel like she has a membership at some baby store”, pulling his shirt over his head he shakes his head, still smiling.
“I bet our moms have future grandmother meetings once a week”, you burst out laughing, leaning back on your hands while he finishes changing.
“It’s sweet how excited they are”, you say softly, bringing one hand up to rest on your slightly swollen stomach. Walking towards you he nods, leaning in front of you and bringing his hand up to rest on top of your hand.
“This baby’s gonna be so spoiled”, he mumbles, pressing a soft kiss to your stomach. Giggling you nod, running your hands through his semi-styled hair.
“You gonna feed us before you leave?”, looking up he nods,
“Of course cmon”, patting your thigh he stands up, extending his hand to yours, pulling you to your feet in a swift movement.
“Pancakes sound really good”,
“Then pancakes you shall get”, walking into the kitchen you hop up onto the bar stool, watching Iwa maneuver around the kitchen. Smiling to yourself you picture the two of you in six months when it won’t just be the two of you, when you’ll have a permanent new addition to your little family.
Hopping down off your chair you walk over to hug him from behind, because while you're so ecstatic about your new addition you wanna enjoy having these moments to yourselves for as long as you can.
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hinata-boke · 9 months
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i suddenly felt the need to draw fem iwa and oikawa
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arctvros · 9 months
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do you feel a spark? ✨
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salsakiyoomi · 9 months
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"i want to get married."
iwaizumi's head snaps up at your statement his attention diverted from his phone to you and his brows furrow in confusion "what?"
"i want to get married." you repeat yourself again, leaning back against the couch cushions and throwing your legs over the armrest.
iwaizumi scoffs, a confused smile on his face "this is the last joke, right?" he questions, frowning down at you as you're looking up at him — it's a bit late into the afternoon, but too early for you to start saying nonsense since you've always been so adamant about not getting married.
you roll your eyes at him, "no." and iwaizumi's frown deepens, "are you okay?" he asks.
you scowl at him "the hell's that supposed to mean?"
he shrugs, his gaze turning back to his screen "just...you're being weird again."
"you're so rude and for what." you huff, rolling your eyes again, you cross your arms, now staring at the ceiling above, "i want to get married, haji."
"can't help you with that." he's still scrolling through his phone, not paying much mind to you.
"i want to have like, a las vegas wedding." you say, and iwaizumi turns off his phone — now you've captured his attention since he stares at you as if you've grown two head, you grin at his expression and iwaizumi assumes the worst — is it that you're suggesting you want to go to las vegas? it is only a four hour drive from california after all.
"a las vegas wedding?" iwaizumi questions as if making sure he heard you correctly.
"yeah like, you know, the ones in those casinos?" you gesture around with your hands as if to emphasize your point, "like i wanna throw on a white dress — but like, not the puffy ones, like a party dress, sequins and glitter one — or you know what, actually, a puffy dress would be awesome." you ramble on, iwaizumi's looking down at you, amused, "anyway, what i'm saying is that i wanna get absolutely hammered, throw on a white dress and get married in vegas."
iwaizumi snorts, "who you gonna get married to?"
"i don't know." you shrug, you reposition yourself now so that your head is laying in his lap and you look up at him, grinning mischievously, "you."
iwaizumi's eyes slightly widen, the tips of his ears turning pink and he groans, pushing you off of him, "you're so weird." he may have pushed you a little too hard that you fell off the couch with a dull thud.
he tries to ignore his skipped heartbeat as your laughter echoes through the living and iwaizumi's hand is curled at his mouth to hide his smile, "come on." you chide, "you know — say, we do get married in vegas, technically then, you'll only be married in vegas."
iwaizumi frowns, "that's not true, who told you that?" you're looking up at him with an entertained smile on your face, "you know, it's way too easy get married in vegas, right? why do you think so many people get married accidentally when they're drunk?"
iwaizumi scoffs, and leans back on the couch, arms crossed — it was a calm afternoon on his day off until you started on with your marriage shit, but unfortunately ( fortunately ) for him, you were his best friend, and roommate, so he had to put up with it, even if he has to pretend to be annoyed sometimes.
he says, "i really hope one day you'll finally mature enough that you stop saying weird shit all of the time."
you laugh, "you're just jealous you can't be as creative as me." iwaizumi rolls his eyes, watching as you get up from the ground and walk closer to him, too close actually that your face is right up his, "but it's fine, i'll get that vegas wedding one day."
you laugh, drawing back away from him and iwaizumi looks away, a slight blush tinting his cheeks, "yeah, dream on."
you hum in response, and with the way your gaze seems to be a bit too distant, iwaizumi assumes you've gone off on to your own little world now, you're no longer looking at him, instead staring at the tv that has a spanish show playing that neither of you understand, but he knows you're not listening when he mumbles a soft, "maybe even a real wedding." under his breath.
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