One night, Junkrat was screwing around and broke his robotic arm. I like to think he is ashamed of his missing arm and feels like a disgusting thing because of it but Roadhog won’t let him think that. Also, I just wanted to make some sad Junkrat ;u;
Iwaizumi rubs his forehead and sighs. By this point, any sunscreen he had put on is probably gone from all the times he’s put his head in his hands and fought off screaming at the sky. He’s fine, it’s all good, nothing to worry about.
Except that Oikawa is half naked, wet, and wearing floaties as he half drowns in the pool. It’s not even a real pool, just a giant inflatable one that’s two feet taller than Oikawa which is apparently enough for the idiot to jump in when he doesn’t even know how to swim.
Thankfully, Iwaizumi was able to wrestle the embarrassing floaties before any disaster could happen onto Oikawa’s arms which resulted in ten minutes of pouting and Oikawa muttering under his breath. He still looks kinda stupid. And also hot. But Iwaizumi is ignoring that. He is just focusing on how much he wants to murder his best friend. Those are familiar feelings. Murder he can handle. But then the next thing he knows Oikawa is clinging to him with his wet body and rough hands and his hair is dripping all over Iwaizumi which shouldn’t mean much since he’s also in the pool and soaked except that Oikawa with wet hair is cute and he doesn’t know what to do.
So Iwaizumi shoves Oikawa under the water. Oikawa splutters and waves his arms around a little too dramatically if you ask Iwaizumi since he isn’t even trying to keep him under but Iwaizumi takes the time to wipe all images of Oikawa. But the dumbass has to breathe which is just annoying but what can Iwaizumi do at this point other than regret all of his life decisions like choosing to befriend Oikawa and then choosing to go swimming with his best friend ten years later.
“What did you do that for?” Oikawa half shouts half whispers which makes no sense to Iwaizumi but he’s kinda dazed by Oikawa’s newly soaked hair dripping water onto his angry face. If Iwaizumi gets close enough he might be able to see the droplets on his eyelashes. “Iwa-chan!”
“No one should be able to make floaties look hot but somehow you do.” Iwaizumi mutters and truly it’s not his fault, really, all his focus had been going into making sure his hands don’t touch Oikawa’s stupid face so he couldn’t possibly watch his own mouth too.
Oikawa’s eyes widen and his mouth tightens and Iwaizumi is sure he’s just fucked it up, he’s done something majorly wrong. Suddenly wishes he couldn’t swim because this is the perfect time to drown. He begins to sink but only gets up to his nose before Oikawa’s yanking him out of the water and shoving his face into Iwaizumi’s.
It’s a pretty bad kiss since slamming your face into someone else’s doesn’t exactly scream ‘sensual and romantic’ and Oikawa can’t really swim so his entire body weight is on Iwaizumi’s and they’re slowly sinking into the water. But Iwaizumi finally gets to touch Oikawa’s face and when he pulls out he can see every droplet on his lashes perfectly.