pairing: oikawa/iwaizumi

angry iwaizumi on the phone with oikawa.

a partner youre proud to have . }

the team was studying a video of one of the men’s national volleyball team’s practice match from 2 days ago. iwaizumi couldn’t help the thumps in his heart each time he saw oikawa came up on screen. not in a good way.

“what the fuck is that fucking idiot doing?!”

his teammates turned to stare at him, shocked. iwaizumi was known for his calmness, and he rarely raised his voice.

but this was oikawa on the screen, hand tightening on his right knee after every service ace. he was pushing himself again, not telling anyone. not even iwaizumi.

“i’m sorry coach, i’ll take a moment.”

the coach nodded understandingly, and his teammates whispered among themselves, the ones who knew iwaizumi better explaining.

“ah, it must be about oikawa.”

“oh, right! the rumors that they’re childhood friends is true, then?”

“yeah, yeah,” muttering, iwaizumi stomped out of the room, phone already in his hand, and went straight for speed dial.

he picked up on the first ring.

“iwa-chan~ how rare that you’re calling –”

“how bad is it?”

“huh?”

“i’m asking you, how bad is your fucking knee!”

“how did iwa-chan know?” oikawa’s voice was soft, a little worried, repentant. “it’s fine. i just overworked myself a little. i need to take a two day break from practice.”

“you idiot! didnt i tell you to know your limits?! what would you do if you lost volleyball?!”

“hmm… then iwa-chan’d take care of me, right?” 

idiot.

“i’m being serious here,” iwaizumi said sternly.

“i am.”

i know.

“i just wanted to live up to your expectations. to be the partner you’re proud of.”

idiotkawa.

“you already are. just… take better care of yourself.”

“i will. are you coming to visit me later?”

he hated how happy oikawa sounded.

“yeah.”

“yay~!”

but iwaizumi smiled as he hung up.