Over time, you and Iwaizumi had grown much closer to each other, always walking back together and having lunch together, although Oikawa often joined in and disrupted your talks, but you both didn't mind it too much. You were both grateful enough to have about 25 minutes together everyday during the walk back home.
"So, Iwa-chan," Oikawa asked one day in the clubroom, "when are you going to grow a pair and ask (y/n) out?"
"What?" Iwaizumi yelled at Oikawa. It was first in rage, but after a while, he calmed down and really thought about his words. He sighed, "I don't want to ruin anything."
Oikawa rolled his eyes, "Don't be such a wimp!"
Iwaizumi threw a volleyball to the back of his head, causing Oikawa to cry out in pain. "So mean~!"
He slung his bag on his shoulder, "Enough. Don't get hurt before our practice match or I'll beat you up."
Oikawa scolded, "You're so heartless, Iwa-chan!"
As Iwaizumi was about to leave, Oikawa stopped him one last time. "Just so you know, she's starting to attract a lot of attention. It's only a matter of time before someone else asks her out."
Iwaizumi's eyes widened. He wondered about the possibility but brushed it off. He hoped that Oikawa wasn't right.
He walked towards the school gate where you two would usually meet before walking back together, but this time, he noticed you beyond the gate, with another boy. He stopped in his tracks and waited, hiding behind the entrance so you wouldn't see him as he eavesdropped on your conversation.
"You were really impressive today," the boy said.
Iwaizumi knew who this boy was. It was Terushima Yuuji, the vice captain of the track & field team and Aoba Johsai's number one player. He continued to hear what else he was saying.
"Listen, I've been meaning to ask you this for awhile now," Terushima said, looking down on the pavement.
You asked, "What is it?"
"Well, (l/n)-san, would you like to go out with me this Saturday?"
Your eyes widened at the statement. Iwaizumi, who was still in hiding, clenched his fists harder before cursing his friend. Damn you, Shittykawa! Why'd you have to jinx it?
You tucked your hair behind your ear before picking your words carefully. But the answer was simple. You didn't have to give it much thought. "No."
Iwaizumi could feel himself bursting in happiness, a smile curving his lips.
"No? Oh are you busy Saturday? We can do some other time," Terushima asked hopefully.
"No. As in, I don't want to go out with you."
"Oh," Terushima was somewhat baffled. He had never been rejected before. It was a strange feeling. He asked, "May I ask why?"
"I, um," you began, biting your lip, "I kind of like someone else."
Iwaizumi's eyes widened, and like that he felt his heart break just a little bit. She likes someone else. He sighed hopelessly, until he heard his name.
Terushima asked, "Is it Iwaizumi?"
You blushed, hard, wondering how to answer the question, but you didn't have to. Terushima sighed, "You know what, it doesn't matter. Thanks for being honest. I'll see you next club meeting." Then, he left.
Does she...like me? Iwaizumi pondered long and hard, blanking out as he stood still and silent, unsure what to make of the situation.
"How much of that did you hear?" you ask, eyeing him.
Iwaizumi jumped out of trance, completely in shock as he saw you before him. He felt caught, and unsure how to answer.
"I-I, um, I didn't mean to eavesdrop."
You said, "It's fine. Let's go back now."
He nodded. This time, the walk back was rather silent. Both of you didn't talk and it felt rather awkward. Iwaizumi couldn't stop thinking about Terushima's words. It kept echoing in his head: is it Iwaizumi? But what if it was? Should he ask you out? Would you say yes? But what if it wasn't? Then he'd be heartbroken and wasn't sure if he could hold a straight face and continue being your friend.
"Stop it," you told him, breaking him out of his thoughts.
He eyed you curiously, "Stop what?"
"That overthinking thing you do when you're worried. Are you thinking about the answer to Terushima's question?"
He gulped, which was enough of an answer.
"If I give you the answer, what would you do about it?"
He blinked looking at his feet, "I-I don't know. I guess it depends on the answer."
You took a deep breath as you reached your house yet again. You had argued with yourself as well on how to approach the situation. You had been wondering if it was worth sacrificing and jeopardizing your whole friendship. And it wasn't like you had many, after all. He was your only good friend in school.
But, sometimes you have to take a leap of faith.
You tucked a side of your hair behind your ear and faced Iwaizumi. "Hajime," you called, almost soft.
He looked up to face you.
"I hope you do the right thing," you said before turning on him and walking towards your house.
He was confused, furrowing his brows and trying to understand what you meant.
Midway to your door, you turn just lightly, looking behind your shoulder. With your heart racing you braved yourself to say it. "By the way," you paused. He looked at you with hopeful eyes, and you uttered a line that answered every question in his head.
"The answer is yes."
What was it with you and leaving him frozen like that?
~X•X•X~
"Goddamn it, pick up Oikawa!" Iwaizumi practically screamed into his phone as he dialed for the third time, awaiting some kind of response from the other side of the line.
Finally, after fourth ring, he picked up, "What's up, Iwa-chan?"
"Shittykawa, you have to help me!" Iwaizumi yelled.
Oikawa's ears pained at the sudden noise and calmly replied, "You know, if you're going to ask for help at least call me by my real name. What's wrong?"
"(Y/n) likes me!"
"Ugh finally! You have no idea how long I've waited for the both of you to come clean. So, you finally confessed?"
"No, um-"
"She confessed?"
"Well, sort of? I guess?"
"And you responded?"
"No, she didn't really give me a chance to respond."
"She is something else."
"Okay, just help me! You have a lot of experience in this. What am I supposed to do now?"
"Ask her out? You don't really have anything to be worried about. She likes you."
"Yea, I-I guess. Gosh how do I do it?"
"..."
"Oikawa answer me!"
"You literally just ask."
"Oh, right. Okay, I guess I'll ask her tomorrow."
"Hey, but congrats. I'm suddenly so moved," Oikawa said, fake-crying, "My boy's finally growing up."
"Shut up Trashykawa. Wait a minute, this whole time you knew she liked me?"
"Yea."
"She told you?"
"Well, not exactly. She kind of slipped up when she was thinking out loud during the cultural festival."
"How so?"
"She was getting mad turned on by your arm wrestling, saying something about how she wanted you to feel her up against a wall with those meaty arms."
"..."
"Iwa-chan?"
"..."
"Well, I guess you're dead."
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a/n
my lazy ass didn't want to think of an OC name so yes, i made bby teru vice cap of the track team in seijoh lol
i honestly love terushima
i want to sit on his face :)