so I'd just like to apologize for what you're going to read. I wrote it in like half an hour the other night and then fell asleep. I'm not even gonna try to fix it it's kind of a mess. also it wasn't my idea, got the idea from that photo up there.
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This wasn't what (f/n) had been expecting to do on her Saturday night. Usually on Saturdays she and her two oldest friends - Iwaizumi and Oikawa - would cuddle up on the couches in (f/n)'s living room and watch movies. There was only one rule - the movie had to be terrible. (f/n)'s favorite Saturdays were when Iwaizumi got to choose, and he chose alien documentaries solely to piss Oikawa off.
'Alien documentaries aren't shitty, Iwa-Chan!' Oikawa would shout, crossing his arms. '(f/n)-Chan, tell Iwa-Chan that he is just being rude.'
Although (f/n) didn't hate alien documentaries - she, like Oikawa, was fascinated at the thought of alien life forms, and would watch the documentaries in her spare time - she'd pick on Oikawa with Iwaizumi. It was fun times, part of what made movie nights so great. After she and Iwaizumi were done picking on Oikawa, she'd join Oikawa in annoying the hell out of Iwaizumi.
So, when Oikawa's sister asked the trio to babysit Takeru that weekend instead of have their traditional movie night, they were all a little hesitant.
Oikawa because he knew the night would be hell for him; Takeru was learning from (f/n) and Iwaizumi in the insults department, and he had no problem with insulting his uncle left and right.
(f/n) was only reluctant because it was Iwaizumi's turn to pick the movie and she wanted nothing more than to see Oikawa's offended face when he realized his best friend had chosen another alien documentary.
Iwaizumi was hesitant because he was planning on ditching Oikawa after he fell asleep in order he and (f/n) to go down to the park to swing and have some quality time together. He couldn't ditch Oikawa and Takeru - he'd just have to do it next Saturday.
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"(l/n)!" Takeru shouted the minute the girl walked through the door, latching onto her. He'd always been fond of the woman; when Oikawa was being annoying she could shut him up, and when Iwaizumi was being rude she could make him stop. She was also the only one of the three that could cook anything at all, so he knew he wouldn't starve with her around.
"Hey, Takeru! How are you?"
Before the kid could reply, Oikawa was running towards them, hiding behind (f/n). "(f/n)-Chan!" he whined. "Iwa-Chan is going to beat me up."
"Oikawa," (f/n) said through a sigh, shaking the man off of her shoulders. "We're here to watch Takeru, not so I can watch all three of you." She then turned to Iwaizumi, who was uncharacteristically flustered. "Please stop picking on Oikawa - we don't need another child to take care of."
Iwaizumi sighed and agreed before walking out of the entryway of the home. After (f/n) took off her shoes she allowed Takeru to lead her into the home, straight to the kitchen. She then began making a quick dinner, talking with Takeru about school and his club and his friends while she did. It was oddly relaxing, especially because she had no damn idea where her best friends were, or what they were doing. It was just she and Takeru in the kitchen, talking as they usually did when the teenage girl was left babysitting the boy.
"And then, Tooru was mad at me because the picture was blurry! It was his fault he was moving! He should have been as still as the Tobio guy was, but he wasn't!"
(f/n) laughed at this, remembering how happy Oikawa had been over the photo and then how sad he was the next moment when he spoke about it being blurry.
Before (f/n) could reply to Takeru's story there was a bang of some sorts and then whines from Oikawa. "Why don't you just let me win once, Iwa-Chan?"
"Because I don't just let anyone win; you win when you're stronger than me."
There were whines and groans from Oikawa then, and (f/n) sighed. "Get in here, you two, and stop causing trouble."
The two were in the kitchen minutes later, both sitting at the table with Takeru. It was quiet for a minute after they entered, Oikawa pouting the entire time and Iwaizumi rolling his eyes at his overly dramatic best friend.
"Why are you pouting, Tooru?" (f/n) asked, wanting the awkward silence to be gone.
"Iwa-Chan never lets me beat him at arm wrestling! He's so mean!"
(f/n) took her eyes off of the food in front of her and glared at Oikawa. "So the hell what? He's stronger than you, deal with it. If you wanna get back at him challenge him to setting or something that you know for sure you'll win at."
Oikawa's bad mood was immediately gone. "That's a good idea! Iwa-Chan, I challenge to a serving contest! Watari will judge our serves on how hard they are to receive!"
Iwaizumi agreed solely so his friend would stop pouting, and it worked.
"I bet I could be Iwaizumi at arm wrestling," Takeru said with a large smile, staring at the teenage boy in front of him.
Iwaizumi looked unsure for a minute, and then smiled back at the child in front of him. "You wanna try? I bet I can beat you, although I might have some trouble."
Only a minute later they were placing their hand's in each other's and their elbows on the table. (f/n) didn't know what she expected, but it definitely wasn't as cute as what she got. Iwaizumi struggled - obviously fake to everyone that wasn't Takeru - to take on the kid at arm wrestling. He applied as little strength as was needed to keep his arm up, and was even grunting and groaning because 'Takeru, who knew you were stronger than Uncle Tooru?'
(f/n) was in some kind of hell when Iwaizumi allowed the back of his hand to hit the table and fake whined and then congratulated the kid on beating him. Who the hell told Iwaizumi that he was allowed to be handsome, strong, a great friend, and fucking amazing with kids? Definitely not her, and she was feeling rather annoyed that somebody like Iwaizumi existed and was stuck being just her friend.
She finished up making the food and dished it out, all the while thinking about how damn unfair it was that Iwaizumi Hajime was a fucking human being that she couldn't indulge in.
*****
An hour and a half later, after dinner and some weird board game that (f/n) wasn't really interested in, they were all sat on the couch together. Takeru insisted on sitting beside (f/n), so he sat himself right in between she and Iwaizumi, his head resting on (f/n)'s arm while they watched some weird kid show that made (f/n) want to pull her hair out.
Oikawa was so uninterested that he actually fell asleep only ten minutes after getting on the couch, his head resting on the back of the couch. Iwaizumi was the only one of the three teenagers not physically showing distaste in the show, and was agreeing with every comment Takeru made, something (f/n) was thankful for because she wouldn't have been able to do that if she tried.
It was only a while after the first two episodes that Takeru also fell asleep. Iwaizumi - being the strong, thoughtful piece of shit he was - picked the kid up and carried him to his room, effortlessly setting him down once (f/n) had pulled the blankets back. They made sure all was okay with him before they went back to the living room, and even though Oikawa was asleep Iwaizumi put in the alien documentary.
It took a matter of two minutes for both Iwaizumi and (f/n) to cuddle up on the remaining space on the couch, blankets encompassing their bodies, and their legs tangled together. It wasn't unnatural for them to cuddle like this, but it sent flutters through (f/n)'s heart every time. She hoped they'd go away soon, but when she looked up at Iwaizumi's face, illuminated solely by the glow from the tv, and saw the small smile at his lips she knew she should stop hoping; this damn boy had been making her heart flutter for two years, there was no way it was going to magically stop now.
"Hajime," she mumbled, and he looked down in reply, his face only inches from hers. He shuffled around until his right hand was on her cheeck, his thumb lightly going over the bone.
"I'm gonna kiss you, okay?" he said quietly, and the sound of his voice in that moment was enough to make (f/n) breathless. So, instead of replying, she moved up a bit and pushed their lips together.
It was a short, chaste kiss, and even if (f/n) had wanted to kiss more she knew she shouldn't. Their best friend was sleeping at the end of the couch and there was a child just down the hallway, sleeping peacefully. Making out with Iwa-Chan could wait, (f/n) told herself, no matter how bad she wanted to do it.
They cuddle back up, Iwaizumi kissing (f/n)'s cheek a few times while they watched the documentary. It was right before (f/n) was asleep that she smiled up at Iwaizumi and spoke.
"I can't believe Takeru is stronger than you, Iwa-Chan."
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hahaha so sorry for this shit
this is just the first update of the day though
I'm gonna revise some cute one shots I wrote while I was gone this weekend and post them later
hope you all are having great a great Sunday!