Pairing:Iwaoi Word Count: 3700+ Rating:T Summary: Iwaizumi comes out of the closet, and it blows Oikawa’s mind, but maybe not for the reason you’d expect.
Oikawa looks up from his phone. Iwaizumi is looking
at the star covered socks on Oikawa’s feet. The knit blanket on Oikawa’s bed is
being worried under his hands.
“Yeah?” Oikawa looks back at his phone, and tries to
relax his posture. He’s learned, by 23 years of life, that Iwaizumi isn’t a
person who confides easily. He likes to stew over things in his head, or avoid
topics that bother him altogether. Tooru knows that when he has something
important to say, the best approach is to sit patiently, and act like nothing is
out of the ordinary.
This tactic has gotten him, “Hey, I’m going away
this summer but I don’t want to,” and, “I’m worried about my Dad’s work,” and a
few years earlier, “I’ve decided on my university.” What Oikawa hears today is,