Anxiety | iwaoi

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What even is the point of this big ass house? It feels suffocating anyways. It has an empty feeling within— it makes me  feel even more anxious.

Or do I just need to pee?

I'm thirsty

For Iwa-chan?

No

Water

But then I'll need to pee after

I should just ask someone to get me water

Oikawa slipped his phone out from underneath his pillow, careful not to wake Iwaizumi up who was snoring faintly. Oikawa kissed his nose softly.

To: Makki-chan :)
Can u get me a glass of water pleaseee
3 : 11 am. ✔︎

He fiddled with his hands. Stared at Iwaizumi sleeping (not in a creepy way). He drew a couple stars on Iwaizumi's back with his finger.  (okay maybe this was a bit creepy )

ding!

From: Makki-chan :)
R you okay??
3:15 am ✔︎✔︎

To: Makki-chan :)
Yes everything's okay i was just thirsty ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
3:15 am✔︎✔︎

From: Makki-chan :)
then im busy babe go get it urself
3: 16am. ✔︎✔︎

To: Makki-chan :)
doing what? more important than me?
3: 16✔︎✔︎

typing...

From: Makki-chan :)
riding this fat ass schlon—

Oikawa clicked his phone off and took a deep breath. Were they really going at it all night? Was it weird that him and Iwaizumi weren't?

Guess he'll have to get that water himself.

He slipped out soundlessly. The halls were empty and freezing. He walked at a slow pace, soft slippers barely making any noise—

"Why do you always have to make such a big deal out of it?" Someone whisper-yelled. Oikawa covered his ears. He had done enough eavesdropping for at least a year. He forced himself to walk away but halted when he heard whimpering.

"Me? I-I make a big deal out of it? It's not fair! You never listen to what I want! They know, don't they? Everyone knows! So why can't you just accept it?"

Sakura.

"You know why, Sakura." The person sighed.

"It doesn't matter Hanami!"

"It does matter! You know it does. You're still nineteen— fucks sake you're barely older than Hajime— and don't- don't call me that it just hurts at this point—

"So that's all?," Sakura hissed bitterly, "it's only alright when we fuck? That's all I'm good for—

"That's not true! You know I care about you more than I care about anyone" Hana pleaded.

"That's all you—

"Yes! For God's sake, let it go! Why do we have to have this discussion every single time?," Hana snapped, "you're nineteen, I'm twenty fucking four. Even if-if we give it a chance— it will never last— look at my parents—

"Oh my fucking god! We're not your parents! We're nothing like them! They gave you trauma for life!"

"You're naive, Sakura—