Default Title - Write Your Own

[Chapter 1]: start

"IWA-CHANNNNNNNN"

"Get off of me, you're not 4"

"Can't a guy be clingy to his dearest bestfriend" I pout, sarcastically acting dramatic.

Iwaizumi, my childhood bestfriend, glared at me.

"Anyways, why did you invite me?" He ask.

"Because I miss you" I purposely puppy eyed him, receiving a pretty harsh punch to the shoulder from him.

"Mean, Iwa-chan, mean" I rubbed the slightly red spot. "Get to the point"

"Finee, can you help me practice?"

"You're on medical leave because you sprain your ankle, oikawa. Like hell, I'm letting you practise"

"Oh come on! I have been laying around doing absolutely nothing for the past week, my ankle is basically as good as a delicious wagyu steak" I wink at him.

He eyed me suspiciously, still not trusting my coaxing. I mean wagyu steak is good. "Fine, but only a little"

I exhaled loudly, dropping on the couch after taking a shower. A little practice turns into 4 hours of intense training session.
Fortunately, my ankle is not causing any issue and I did not fall to my death while serving. Thank god. Iwaizumi is still in the shower, cooling himself off. For an autumn, today is surprisingly warm, plus the practice, we are soaking.

"Iwa-chan, I'm going to order postmates!" I shouted.
"Let me ask one thing," he suddenly emerge from the hallway, making me startled. "How many times have you ordered postmates this week?" He questioned me.
I swear to god, whoever iwa-chan's future child is going to suffer with his lectures. "Uhh, twice?" He looked at me intently, as if trying to deduce any glint of lie that could spark in my eyes.
It's true though, I only ordered twice, believe it or not but I'm an excellent cooker. It's my coping mechanism whenever I'm stressed out. He agreed to order postmates after reluctantly believing my truth.

Me and iwa-chan is having bro time. Seriously, it has been so long since me and him could hang like this.
Me living in spain, while him in Japan. This long distance bestfriend thing is pretty hard.
Though, iwa-chan didn't believe me when I said I missed him. He said, "you probably have made thousands of friends while living there". Thousands is not have yet been reached, but I did made some friends but no one will replace my iwa-chan.

"Iwa-chan, if I were a girl would you date me?"

He seem to be startled by this question cause he accidently spit a bit of food out. He chug a glass of water before violently turn his head at me with this hideous grimace look.

"Oikawa, even if my life depends on it, me in a relationship with you is like a why-the-fuck-did-you-even-think-its-possible kinda shit"

"Ouch! I'm offended"I grabbed my chest.

Iwaizumi phone lights up. Signalling a new text message, he took the phone and start typing. 5 minute goes by, still on his phone, 10 minute, 15, 20, yup still on his phone.
I got bored, so I switched the TV on. To see if theres any interesting thing to watch while iwa-chan so rudely  interupt our bro time by being on his phone.

"Slow down the volume oikawa"

I pout. I change the channel simultaneously, becoming bored by every second that pass. Untill I stopped, recognising a face from the TV.

It's a News channel. I searched my head for the familiar face.

"Iwa-chan?"

"Yeah?"

"Do you remember that time, on my last year of highschool, where we lost the match to shiratorizawa, making us unable to go to national. And, I was incredibly depressed after that. Then, I met a girl who helped me through those times?"

Iwaizumi stop for a second, "yes, why?"

I think that's her on the TV"