Iwaizumi Drabble - Tumblr Posts

In honor of Iwa-chan‘s birthday today, a small os for my bestie @rukia-uchiha-98 ❤️

Warnings: mentions of blood

You’re already in a bad mood when your friend drags you to a volleyball game that your school is having.

Aoba Johsai against Karasuno.

Now, if it were an actual match, you‘d understand her hype a lot more but the thing is, she really wants to watch that smug bastard Oikawa play.

Neither you or your friend knows anything about volleyball though, it’s just an excuse to watch pretty sweaty high school boys play ball and run around.

Pulling you by your uniform to some free places along the side of the gym hall, you and your friend sit down.

As soon as your friend spots the Captain of Aoba Johsai, she squeals in excitement and shakes you a little bit by the shoulders.

Letting her do what she wants, you just sit there with an annoyed expression and wait for her to calm down.

In the beginning, you watch the ball going to your team‘s field and the opponent‘s field but after a while, you get bored, so you fish your phone out of your hand.

Swiping through your homescreen, you open your Pinterest app to look at some more Satoru Gojo fanart to distract yourself.

All of sudden, your friend next to you screams out your name and she ducks to the side.

Before you can even react, an extremely heavy force lands on your face, making you see a white light for the moment.

Only a few seconds later, a vastly pain spreads through your face.

"Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God (Y/N) are you okay?!“ A shrieking voice rings in your ear.

You barely acknowledge your friend‘s voice, as you hold on to your nose with your hands, when you felt a warm wetness against your hands.

Slowly pulling your hands back, you see blood covering your hands.

Due to your huge shock, your feel a lot of tissue papers being shoved into your face, covering half of it.

„Owwww….“ you mumble out.

„(Y/N)! SPEAK TO ME! WHAT YEAR IS IT?!“

„2012 and stop screaming in my ear, I am right next to you. Oh gosh this hurts so bad.“

„Oh sorry… let’s go to the nurse‘s office, maybe she can give you some ice.“

With both of you heading out to the gym to the school nurse‘s office, you hear a voice shouting behind you.

„HEY WAIT!“

Both turning around, you see a muscular guy in his Aoba Johsai uniform running towards you with the number „4“ on the front of his shirt.

His dark brown hair is slightly spiked up, it reminds you a little bit of a cute hedgehog.

The sweat is slightly running down on his face, his cheeks red from probably running after you.

His face shows deep concern and big regret and you can guess from his guilty face that he was the one that slammed the volleyball into your face.

Your friend is just as much as in shock like you, surprised that the Wing Spiker followed the two of you.

„Are you… are you okay?“ He pants when he stands in front of you.

„I uh… I am okay… just in pain…“ You retort.

„(Y/N) I will leave you be, since Iwaizumi is here, text me later what the nurse says.“ Your friend farewells you with a smirk on her face.

As you and the volleyball player stare after your friend, you mentally curse her for her devious smirk.

When the brunette turns around to look back at you, he frantically starts apologizing.

„I am really sorry, I-I uh…-“ You gently interrupt him.

„It’s not your fault that the ball flew in my direction, unless of course you did that on purpose, then I will slam a ball into your face.“ You threaten with a dangerous tone in your voice.

He looks even more horrified at the thought of him doing it on purpose.

„No! I swear! I tried receiving the ball from the opponent and it bounced off and flew with an incredible amount of speed into your direction.“ He mutters with a redness on his cheeks.

You hum at his explanation.

„We‘ll just blame physics then.“ You try to smile beneath the bloodied tissues, getting into the nurse‘s office.

The handsome looking stranger mirrors your smile, follows you into the room after making sure you’re okay with it because he still feels bad for your probably broken nose.

After the nurse has checked out your nose, she confirms that it is indeed broken and tells you to go to the hospital to have it checked out. She did give you some pain medication and a cold compress to hold against your nose. Luckily your nose stopped bleeding.

Both of you exiting the office, you notice you don’t even know his name, so you ask for it.

„Call me Hajime.“

„What a beautiful name. I‘ll see you around Hajime. Thank you for accompanying me.“

„Goodbye (Y/N), I‘ll see you around.“ Iwaizumi blushes a bit around his cheeks, the tips of his ears gushing red as well.

You part your ways, with you heading home and Iwaizumi back to the gym.

With a small smile, Iwaizumi walks back to the gym, a tumbling feeling settling in his stomach, like his heart is making more jumps than usual.

When he reaches the locker room, he sees his teammates almost done with changing into their school uniforms.

Hanamaki notices Iwaizumi first when he walks in.

„So? Got her number?“ The Outside Hitter asks intrigued.

Iwaizumi frowns at that.

„What?“

„We saw you running after that girl like a headless chicken, don’t try to deny it, we followed you until you both went inside the nurse‘s office.“ Matsukawa explains.

„You guys have nothing better to do than spy on my personal life?“

„Nope.“ They all say in sync.

„Iwa-chan, can I be the best man at your wedding and tell your future wife that you still collect Godzilla merch like a 10 year old geek?“

Iwaizumi throws a bottle from the bench at Oikawa, who barely dodges it.

The rest of the team laughs at their banter, happy that Iwaizumi may have found someone special in his life.

@nerd-of-karasuno @wake-uptoreality @darthferbert

A/N: I am sorry it’s so short, I am working on two more things currently but I am working so much in my job, I barely have the energy to continue the long OS I currently have in my draft. Enjoy some yakuza!Iwaizumi.

Iwaizumi Hajime is currently doing pull ups on a bar in a dark gym, close to Seijoh‘s headquarters.

Grunting with effort, he pulls himself up on last time, jumping to the ground when he let go of the bar.

The different colored tattoos shine with sweat on Iwaizumi’s chest.

The white and turquoise dragon starts from his left pectoral muscles, the whole scaled body wrapping itself around his upper arm to his elbow.

Each unique tattoo of the Wakagashira shows part of being in the yakuza of Seijoh.

But there’s one tattoo that the brunette didn’t get to show off his status in the yakuza.

It’s the initials of his significant other, resting on the inside of his left wrist.

It’s 100% the most meaning one for the young man.

None of the members besides Oikawa, the Kumicho of Seijoh know about you, Iwaizumi‘s pretty girlfriend.

Swiping his sweat off of his face and chest with a big towel, he doesn’t hear you come in.

"Working out again? Did Oikawa let you do the dirty work again?" You tease him from the front door.

He laughs before he turns to look at you.

"Doesn’t matter what Shittykawa does, it‘ll piss me off nonetheless."

Laughing along with him, you get closer to your lover.

The closer you get, the more Iwaizumi eyes you up and down like a predator.

Tracing your finger around his shoulder, you take very slow steps around him, rounding him.

Following the art lines of the black and white koi fish on his strong back, you see goosebumps forming on his skin.

Smiling at his reaction, you lean up a bit and wrap your arms around his neck from the side.

"So, you have some energy left for cardio?" You whisper in his ear.

Eyeing you with his dark green eyes from the side, he puts his hands on your waist and pulls you into an tight embrace, resting his tattooed knuckles on your thighs.

Lifting you up without any effort on his part, the brunette gives his all in an inviting kiss, doing cardio for a good two more hours.

FLEX THAT BICEPS IWA

ding!

. . . iwaizumi hajime. yummy, too.

“do i really have to go with you?”

“c’mon! it’ll be fun, i swear! plus, we can check out what kinds of food they’re selling on the festival bazaar.”

your friend laughs aloud, basically dragging you around the school in search of things she was craving. aoba johsai often held school festivals such as this one, but you didn’t think it’d be this grand. well, it was to honor the school’s 100th year of foundation—so everything needed to scream grand and pride.

and what better way to execute something that shows pride, grandness, and teamwork than to hold a school festival?

“where are we even going? my feet hurt,” you whined, taking a good look at the goods offered by your fellow schoolmates from different classes and levels. “aside from the overpriced prices, i don’t think the food is that appealing to stir an appetite—or is it just me?”

“my friends’ stall! they were begging me to at least check it out,” she answers. “you’d love their product; it’s something sweet and refreshing to combat the heat these days.”

“like . . . a fruit smoothie?”

“uh—well? not really? but, sort of!”

“. . . huh?” you blink, confused.

“you’ll see!”

you note that businesses were slow today. customers come and go and don’t dwell too long on each stall before either walking away to return to their rooms or checking out another stall.

“here we are!” your friend gestures to a stall with whom you assumed were the cashiers sitting on the other side of the table, relaxed and anticipating for someone to take an interest in their product.

then you saw him.

and by him, you meant the student who did the promotional reel for their product, doing a simple dance trend while being fed said product with a dangerously attractive smile.

oh, did you also mention that the first thing you noticed was how big his biceps were?

the same biceps that flexed when he uncrossed his arms away from his chest as he stood up and greeted you and your friend with an easy tone.

“hi, you visited our stall,” he nodded to you, then to her. “what can i get for you?”

“oh! i’m not really in the mood for anything today, but they are!”

you would’ve strangled your friend for nudging you forward as if you were the chosen bait to be offered to a den where a wolf resides, but she was quickly gone with the wind.

the nerve.

“uh—haha . . .” you laugh awkwardly.

hajime bobbed his head, turning his attention back to you. “what can i get for you?”

“uh . . . what would you recommend?”

you swore you were actually going to strangle her for putting you in this awkward predicament.

“our strawberry pie’s good with a coconut smoothie,” he answers. “they’re a good combo if this is your first time trying them.”

“wow, do you guarantee that?”

hajime chuckled, shrugging his shoulders as he then adjusted the apron he wore. “we made it ourselves, so if anyone knows a better combination of our products, then that would be the production crew themselves, no?”

“mm. how much?”

“490 yen for the strawberry pie, and 350 yen for the smoothie. if you’re buying them as a set, we actually have a promo—“ he points at the corkboard that displayed the announcements of this specific booth, “—a discount of 140 yen off for every set.”

you paled at the price.

damn the overpriced prices.

and damn your friend.

“i’m not even gwoing to wie, thesh awre pwetty good,” you somewhat said to her.

“i told you!” she beamed with a triumphant clap.

“yummy, just like the cashier that handed it to me.”

“yea—huh? hah?”

“i mean—it’s the biceps! he has big biceps and a nice smile, ok? he was pretty damn kind and helpful, too.”

“i didn’t know men with big biceps were your type! ohoho, i’m going to use this information as leverage.”

“shut!”

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Sexy time with Seijoh boys!

Fandom:Haikyuu Pairings:Oikawa,Iwaizumi X Fem!reader Genre:Smut Format:Drabble (its more than 100 words but still lol) Warnings:NSFW content,Ass slapping,Fingering,mentions of pet names(baby girl & princess) Word Count:0.4K

A/n:wrote smut drabbles for m'Inarizaki boys,so why not give it a try with these two? :D

Inarizaki Smut Drabble

↬Hajime Iwaizumi He's not mad at you,or that's what he told you at least; but then why was he slapping your ass so hard,lying on top of you while biting your ear lobe,enjoying the sight of you shivering with pleasure everytime his hands got close to your drooling cunt? he knew that you weren't flirting with his trainees, and he knew that you weren't trying to catch their attention on purpose,and he wasn't mad,but still… you have no right to be this gorgeous. and that was exactly what he told you before cupping your dripping pussy, smiling at your flushed salient cheeks. "whats the matter,baby girl? I havent even touched your cunt and its so wet for me already" "Haji-please,need you inside me…" your pretty voice,your pretty face,your pretty body, how could he even think about turning down the offer? Hajime Iwaizumi was not a fan of watching other peoples suffer,and you were no exception. "just say the word,darling"

↬Tooru Oikawa "T-Tooru..Mhm!" Oikawa didn't respond,he was to busy making out with your pussy to even talk to you,but he would be lying if he'd say that your quivery voice didn't turn him on.He liked it when you called his name,and what better time than when you were sitting on his face,moaning and desperately calling him by his first name,telling him how good his wild tongue felt againt your heated cunt? "let go baby,i wanna hear your pretty voice" he whispered as he got a taste of your juicy clit,gently rubbing his tongue on it to see your reaction,suddenly sucking on it without any warning whan he saw how stubborn you were,trying to hold back your voice. "Sh-shit! ah! Tooru! p-please!" "please what,princess?" he innocently looked up to meet your eyes,half open from the Euphoric feeling you were experiencing.of course he knew what you wanted,but he wasn't done with you yet. not until hes satisfied with swallowing all of your juices. you wanted to tell him how empty you felt without his pretty cock against your walls, how well he was treating you and how lucky you were to have him by your side, but all of your thoughts disappeared from your mind the minute his tongue slipped inside you. "A-ah!!"

Reblogs are apprecaited!

DOMESTIC DISPUTES — small, soft, and domestic quarrels they have with you.

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒. kuroo tetsuroū x reader, oikawa toru x reader, iwaizumi haijme x reader, miya atsumu x reader (SEPARATELY)

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒. fem!reader, children mentioned in both of atsumu's and kuroo's passages, fluff, domestic, time skip au, I studied how atsumu talks for like an hour and I think I failed the assignment anyways, chaos/crack, kinda got lazy at his part too, a little ooc iwaizumi, also I noticed that iwaizumi's part has a line that looks suggestive... It's not, but you guys can interpret it in any way you want idrc

𝐊𝐔𝐑𝐎𝐎 𝐓𝐄𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐎𝐔,

Leaving out the most important factor; the kids.

You understood the situation. Since your labor began shortly after two in the morning, the ride to the hospital was rather quiet due to everyone's fatigue. It was just a touch too quiet, so quiet that you could hear the crunching cry of the tires passing over the pebbles.

Silence fills the two car seats behind you when you expected to hear tiny mumblings. You didn't understand that part.

"Tets, why is it so quiet?"

"Would you like some music playing for you?" he asks, casually turning the radio on without thinking too much about it. You grab his hand.

"No, Tetsuroū, why is it so quiet?"

He glances over at you with eyebrows dragged downward, trying to decipher what you meant. Seeing the rearview mirror, his eyes briefly studied it before returning to the road. A flinch follows, and he looks again, this time examining the back seats more carefully before fully pivoting his head towards them.

"...Fu— Shit," he blurts out.

"Tets, please don't tell me you forgot to get the kids. Tetsuroū?"

He doesn't answer. Unbelievable.

"Tetsuroū! Oh my g—"

"You said to not tell you so I wasn't!!"

"Oh my god, I'm in labor— don't turn around!!!" You screeched as he made an illegal U-turn, resulting in thousands of furious honks from motorists.

"Well, I— I can't just leave two toddlers alone by themselves!"

"Then just call bokuto or kenma!!"

"That's a fire hazard!!"

"TETSUROŪ!"

𝐎𝐈𝐊𝐀𝐖𝐀 𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐔,

waking up.

In terms of getting out of bed, Oikawa is the absolute worst. In all honesty, why the hell does he have an alarm if he's just going to wake up late anyway?

A sharp six a.m. wake-up signalizes the beginning of your suffering. You groan and shake him awake with the squeal of his vibrating phone rapping on your wooden nightstand. You find it annoying to be forcibly awakened at six in the morning when today is your day off, but you can simply drift back to sleep when it's off.

Your voice was heavy with exhaustion as you pleaded with Toru to turn off his alarm. A minute passes before he lazily switches the alarm off and retreats to his dream world, mumbling something incoherent as he does so.

You only have five minutes of rest when the second alarm goes off. Apparently, he snoozed it and now you were getting pissed.

"Oh my god, Toru, turn off your fucking alarm, dude," you groused in anger, becoming hostile. Your shoving becomes gradually harsher the more you have to wake up on his account.

The pillow beneath his face swallows his voice as he grumbles, "Why can't you do it yourself?"

"For one thing, I don't want you to be late, and two, it shouldn't be my job!" You hissed, growing increasingly enraged as you had to speak over the music that you're pretty sure is slowly getting louder the more it's left on.

He peaks above the mountain of fluffiness to just roll his eyes at you (and god, you want to choke him) before swiping again and the ringer is no more.

As if to annoy you, he snarls, "Happy?" Before ducking his head back onto his pillow.

You huff. You're agitated, a little sweaty, and maybe not as sleepy as you were before, but you're satisfied that you got your way.

You lay back down and allow your head to hit the pillow. Just as you were about to shut your eyes, his ringer goes off. The rest of the night is a total blur.

𝐈𝐖𝐀𝐈𝐙𝐔𝐌𝐈 𝐇𝐀𝐉𝐈𝐌𝐄,

when it's time to leave.

"I'm leaving!" Iwaizumi yells out, sliding his feet into a pair of Park Avenue shoes.

"Wait, you forgot your tie!" you shout to him as you hurry to catch him before he opens the door.

His neck is fastened with a tie, which you adjusted so it was not uncomfortable. You'd choose a green one that would nicely collaborate with his eye pigment. After you finished, you inserted a silver clip that displayed a volleyball in front of it.

His plan for today was to attend a meeting rather than attend to injuries. Though it might not be one of your wifely duties when you married him, you always felt the need to make sure he looked more than presentable on these days.

As you tugged on his tie to meet his lips, you muttered a quick, "Have fun."

"Meetings aren't fun," he replies in between smooches. "I think we're going into decline."

Despite your attempt to pull back smoothly because you noted that this was taking a lifetime, he hauls you back in.

"Mhm, don't... say that," you paused because his lips lingered on yours for a moment longer than the rest before they began pecking you once again.

You tapped his cheek, "Haji, you need to go."

"Why are you in a hurry to get rid of me?" He says as he busses the corner of your lip.

"You said you were going in decline—" he pecks your cupid's bow, "—might make it easier for themselves... And fire you on the spot even if you're a minute late."

"Doesn't really matter to me, baby."

"Then how would you care for... You're housewife if you don't bring home the banknotes?"

"I can take care of you with just myself."

You giggled, "goodbye, Haji."

As he lets his lips rest on yours for a few more moments, he leads both of you (still connected) to the door where his hand scurries to find its knob deposited somewhere on the flat surface.

Once the door is opened, he attempts to remove himself from you. A final kiss is placed on your forehead before he locks the door behind him to keep you both from being contacted again.

It is possible to find Iwaizumi quite stern, reserved, and hard to look at sometimes, but you cherish those moments just as you cherish these, too.

𝐌𝐈𝐘𝐀 𝐀𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐔,

who spoils the kids more?

Atsumu frowned when he noticed the opulent plate that he had prepared for you that night remain spotless. You weren't eating because you were distracted, but it isn't a phone that prevents you from enjoying the delicious meal, but the baby wiggling in you in your arms.

Atsumu grumbles, a pout idling below his bottom lip. "Babe, ya need to eat now or your dinner is going to go cold. Plus, I made yer favorite."

When you side-eye him, you say, "Well if you weren't so congenial to Aoi, we wouldn't have this problem. He's absolutely dependant on touch; if he's not held by somebody, he'll freak out— we can't even lay in our own bed by ourselves."

The pout on Atsumu's face worsened, "I didn't make him that way."

"Atsumu, when he first arrived, you did not put him down once. When I got you to finally do so, you were the one to throw a temper tantrum."

His sigh suggests he acknowledges the merit in every single point you made, but remains butthurt and doesn't make any attempt to admit as much.

The young boy is tugged from your arms and cradled in his.

"Give him to me and finish eatin'," he says, the dissent he expressed to your accusations slowly evaporating. Rolling your eyes, you squabble with him a bit more until the rumble in your stomach limits you from continuing and you turned to eat the delicious food plated in front of you.

"Mommy thinks I spoil you too much," Atsumu whispers, announcing it loudly to your ears, "think that it's wrong just to show how much I love you. I think she's just jealous."

He blows a raspberry on Aoi's cheek, delighting in his squeals of laughter. Then he mumbles something about a stinky diaper, and shortly after, you hear the wail of your child you assume had been put down to be changed.

warnings: nsfw!! and oikawa not really cockblocking you and iwa

no thoughts, just your boyfriend, iwaizumi, fucking you against the wall inside the janitors closet during recess. he couldn't take his eyes off of you since you were wearing your thigh highs and your skirt was very short, making your ass peep a lil from under the skirt. because of that, he also couldn't keep his hands to himself anymore.

"iwa, please," you said, as he continued to rock his hips from behind. "not gonna put it in until you beg," he slapped your ass making you moan. "iwa, please, i need you to put your cock in me, please," you whimpered as iwa kissed the nape of your neck. "see? that wasn't so hard," he smirked, rubbing his tips against your dripping cunt.

he pounded, pounded and pounded multiple times into your wet pussy, making you scream out loud (and cream around his dick) in the process. the students who were passing by pretended not to hear the sinful sounds until you both heard oikawa complaining to shut the fuck up from outside the door.

okay but consider: tattoo artist! iwa (cuz its a whole ass concept) eats u out on his often used tattoo chair cuz one his customers flirted with u and u squirm SO much but he holds u down tight cuz hes jealous, he wouldnt admit it though

it is a whole concept 🤕

tw: oral (fem receiving)

you hissed in pain as he bit the inside part of your thigh, his mouth slowly inching closely to your core.

he slid down your shorts along with your panties only to reveal your already soaking cunt. without warning, his mouth quickly latched onto your cunt, sucking and biting it along the process.

your back arched from the chair, hands gripping his hair rather harshly due to pain and pleasure his giving you. legs snaking around his neck, pulling his face closer to your pussy as your thighs tremble in pleasure.

"stop moving bitch," his tongue swiped a stripe line at your hole making you shiver. his hands hold you down, locking you in place on the chair.

"you're not cumming unless i say so, got it?"

  matamis ᵕ̈        filipino hc!timeskip!boyfie!        iwaizumi hajime x gn (filo?)reader ˎˊ˗

⋮⋮ ˒ ₍ᐢ..ᐢ₎ 𖥻 ⿻ : sharing halo halo   ⋮⋮  on a hot summer day with haji

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💬 kuroppiii ─ “ ( title translates to ‘ sweetness ’ 🤭 ) this is utterly and wholly self serving rahhhh !!! gonna be so honest i don ’ t speak the best tagalog ( my lolo and lola never taught me sigh ) so pls politely correct me if anything ’ s wrong ! <<33 ”

“sandali,” (wait a minute) iwaizumi used his spoon straw to push yours out from the bowl of halo halo as you were using the straw end, leaving you idiotically sucking on air through the straw before you completely registered what was happening.

you take your mouth of the straw and lightly hit him on the wrist as you whine, "bakit?" (why?)

a deep chuckle leaves his chest as he takes the spoon end of his utensil and starts stabbing the contents of the bowl, "babe, we haven't even mixed it yet-"

"i was taste testing it!" you argued back. all iwaizumi did in response was shake his head and click his tongue, continuing to mix up the bowl.

"you're always so particular about how we eat this," you huff, yet gave in and started helping him break up the toppings into the shaved ice dessert.

it was a hot summer day (arguably the best kind of day to eat halo halo), and you and iwaizumi decided to visit one of your favorite hole-in-the-wall destinations in the city. the owners were immigrants from the philippines, explaining why the resturaunt served the best filo food you've found in japan to date.

best of all, however, was that each summer the small restaurant brought back halo halo to their menu. and their halo halo had everything! what you and iwaizumi loved was that they didn't skimp on all the classic toppings–creamy ube ice cream, rich ube hilaya (jam), gulaman (gelatin), jackfruit, banana, and even crunchy corn flakes to finish it all off.

though your boyfriend's occupation as an athletic trainer meant he closely watched what he ate for the sake of being "healthy"... he could never deny getting a nostalgic taste of his childhood favorite whenever you suggested it during the summer months.

today–even though the owners had about four fans going in the room–it was so hot that the dessert was already starting to melt. getting impatient, you take a spoonful and quickly bring it to your mouth to avoid the evaporated milk from dripping on the establishment's table. (the sugar from the dessert is bound to leave the table sticky if any gets on it, and you wouldn't want to do that to the sweet lola (old lady) and lolo (old man) who ran the place.)

"hey! i wasn't done yet," iwaizumi protests, "you're gonna miss getting all the flavors in one bite, that's the point-"

you hold up a finger to shush him, closing your eyes savoring the taste you haven't had in months. he shuts up and lets you have your moment, but you notice a noticeable lack of clinking–almost as if your boyfriend isn't continuing on his usual halo-halo-eating ritual.

you crack one eye open to see him staring at you. not in a creepy way, but with a soft smile on his face. he had the look of admiration in his eyes... or maybe that was his sweat, you don't know. you open your other eye and tilt your head at him, amused.

"ano?" (what?) you tease, nudging his leg under the table with your foot, "haji, the halo halo's gonna melt, why aren't you eating?–"

"sarap?" (good?) he suddenly asks.

you go to reply "duh" but you're already eating another spoonful of halo halo so it just comes out in a hum, "mmrmh!"

he aimlessly digs his spoon into the dessert bowl a few more times, "y'know, i might just have to let you finish the whole thing-"

"HM? no way, we always share!" you go to prepare a spoonful with as many of the toppings as you can–the way you know he likes it–and hold it up to his face, your other hand underneath to prevent any from dripping on the table, "plus we already paid!"

like a toddler, he turns his face away, still glancing between the spoon and you, an annoying grin on his face.

"... sige!" (go on!) you were not about to let this bowl of heaven go to waste.

he guides your hand holding the spoon back to the bowl and nonchalantly shrugs, "i don't know why i always let you trick me into coming here, the amount of sugar in this is really bad for you-"

you groan at his health-talk, "but since when have you cared about that? it's lola and lolo's halo halo! it doesn't count."

then he laughs...

he's messing with you. now you can tell.

you don't know what he's trying to get at, but despite your frustration, you can't help but laugh a little with him (while eating that spoonful of halo halo for yourself, of course) because his eyes crinkle up as he smiles. the sound of his laugh makes you feel warm inside and you hope that by swallowing down another spoonful of frozen dessert your insides can cool down a bit from the sensation.

"yeah, well..." he starts, running a hand through his short hair, "also i think i could watch you finish this whole thing and i'd be satisfied."

"ano ba? (what the heck?) what are you even saying? did you get heatstroke?" you question before using the straw end of your utensil to sip some of the refreshing concoction in between you two. how could staring at you be better than eating halo halo? on a hot-ass day like this? you fear your boyfriend's gone mad from the heat.

almost as if he can hear your thoughts, he continues, "you look so happy every time you take a bite, you know that?"

you pause sipping from your straw, taken aback by the sudden comment.

he doesn't hesitate to add on, "sobrang ganda mo" (you're so pretty).

that's when you feel heat creep up onto your face, and hastily take another long sip from the cool halo halo, "d-don't be corny."

"i guess it's the nostalgia."

"you haven't even taken your first bite yet, you haven't even tasted-"

"mahal kita." (i love you)

"...... mahal din kita– kain na!" (i love you too– now eat!)

from that, he finally takes a bite of his own, and it's your turn to admire the lovely man that you somehow have the honor to have in your life.

Nothing's gonna hurt you, baby

A/N: the title inspired by Cigarettes after sex’s song because I was listening to that as I wrote lol, but um, I hope you like this! I’m really bad at comforting people irl so I don’t know how I did in writing

ps: I literally have an exam week coming up, most of them being subjects I have no idea wtf we’re doing but look at me writing a comfort fic for failing exams instead of studying for them

pairing: Iwaizumi x reader

genre: fluff and comfort

warnings: one swear word?? I think?? also it’s 2.2k, first time I was able to write something this short hehe

synopsis: A failed exam had you stressed out of your mind, thank god your boyfriend is always there to pick you back up.

repost cuz tumblr went no ❤ and it didn’t show in the tags

You knew you had failed your exam when your teacher gave you that look. You knew it when they smiled softly as they placed your paper in front of you, giving you a sympathetic pat as they told you to just study for the next time.

Study for the next time. What an insult, you thought. As if you hadn’t studied for it, as if you didn’t give it your best and still failed. Your teacher didn’t seem to agree, though, when they smiled and walked past you, not giving it a second thought as they walked away.

Some of your friends came to you to check and compare your grades or to see if you did any of the questions right that they had wrong. Well, you hadn’t. Feeling the urge to cry surfacing on your mask of ‘I didn’t study enough, I guess, I’ll do better the next time’ smile, you bit your lips anxiously, trying to pull yourself together.

It wasn’t the time or the place to cry. You gave your paper back to your teacher, excusing yourself for the bathroom to get some fresh air and free yourself from the suffocating questions of ’what did you get? Ah, I did that wrong, too! Don’t worry, I’m sure you’ll do better next time.’

The tears you had been suppressing started to overpower you, the stinging in your eyes felt unbearable, and you finally let go, letting yourself cry, letting the demons in your mind whisper you the things you didn’t want to hear.

A sob shook your shoulders, just as you saw Oikawa walking down the corridor, and you quickly hid behind a door. You liked Oikawa, you were close, but he was closer to your boyfriend, Iwaizumi, and you knew he would tell him, and it would get complicated after that.

He stopped when you hid, looking around suspiciously to see what that was. His brows furrowed, eyes narrowing, and you were sure he was going to find you.

You didn’t expect him to, however, suddenly pull his phone out with a scared look in his eyes and cry for help in a whiny voice. “Iwa-chan, help me, I just saw a ghost!”

***

2.07 a.m.

You were going to wake up at 6 a.m, and you had to go to sleep quickly, but you couldn’t. Not with all these thoughts consuming your mind, making it impossible for you to do anything but panic.

Sometimes, things just didn’t go the way you wanted them to go. How much you studied, whatever you did, it all just kept going downhill, and it felt like you would never be able to catch up again.

You had to study. More, apparently. Even more and more and more, and it was never enough. Were you not smart enough? Why weren’t you enough? Why could everyone else do it, and you couldn’t? You had to do good with these! You couldn’t afford to fail if you wanted a future, right?

You felt tears of frustration form in the corner of your eyes, but you had to get it together. Crying won’t change anything, you told yourself, you should be studying instead.

You had avoided Iwaizumi that day, knowing you would either break down crying the second you saw him or do something as embarrassing. Even if you didn’t, he could always tell when you felt down, no matter how you tried to hide it, and you didn’t want him to know how pathetic you were feeling.

But most of all, you were afraid, afraid he will think the same things as you and everyone else did. You knew he wouldn’t, it was an irrational thought, but you still couldn’t help but be afraid.

Still, you had missed him, oh, how much you had missed him. A part of you wanted Iwaizumi there, right beside you, to hug you, tell you it was okay, that you were good enough, that there was nothing wrong with you, and he loved you.

A ’ding’ came from your phone, making you jump in your place and waking you from your thoughts. You lazily reached for your phone, but before you even got to see the text, a knock on your door made you stop instead.

Your brows furrowed. It was 2 a.m for god’s sake, who the hell was knocking on your door at this hour? You waited a few seconds, thinking the person was gone but jumped in surprise when you heard the knocks again, this time slightly harder.

“Okay, okay- I’m coming!” You muttered angrily as you stomped towards the door, not expecting to see your boyfriend standing there when you opened the wooden door.

“Hey, baby.” He smiled, the charming smile he learned to do from Oikawa, instantly causing your heartbeat to pick up. You didn’t know what happened, you had meant to smile and greet him back, but before you knew it, you were already between his bulky arms, crying with sobs that shook your body.

He, however, seemed to have expected this reaction, his arms wrapping you and pulling you to his chest immediately. He was cold, his hands chilly and face slightly red because of the cold, but he somehow still felt warm, lost between his arms, you felt warm, warmer than you had ever felt in a long time.

It felt odd how relieved you were to have him there, you felt like he was all you needed, like it was all going to be all right if he was there next to you, supporting you.

“Shh, baby,” He whispered to your hair as if he had read your mind. “It’s okay.”

You weren’t sure just how long you stood there, between his arms, crying everything you felt out, him whispering soft words at you, and it felt both like an eternity and a second, and by the time you had stopped crying, he was already warmed up.

He could tell when you started to calm down a bit, now left with soft sighs and occasional sobs. “Are you feeling better?” He asked, pulling back slightly to look at your face.

You shook your head, only then noticing the paper cup and the paper bag he had in his hand, a sweet and bitter coffee smell coming from them. He noticed you looking, smiling softly. “I bought your favorite coffee and that shitty cookie you like.” He explained, his cheeks tinting a slight pink when you looked at him with wide eyes, shock written in them.

“Hey, don’t look at me like that, I’m capable of doing things like this, too. I am a good boyfriend!” He protested with a frown, making you laugh. “I didn’t say anything.” You told him with a mischievous smile, and ever the honest man he is, it didn’t take long for him to sigh.

“Oikawa told me you felt down today at school and gave me… tips.” He admitted, the pink of his cheeks slowly turning to red. “Tips?” You repeated, trying to hold your laughter in, but he noticed, his frown growing.

“Yeah, he told me to buy ice-cream, that idiot, is he not aware of the fucking weather? So I bought your favorite coffee and cookie, instead.” He kept talking. Iwaizumi was never the one to talk much, but he always rambled so when he was embarrassed. The way his jade green eyes wandered over your face, you knew he tried to tell if you would’ve preferred the ice-cream.

"I like this much better. I was cold, anyway.” You muttered, aware of the smile he tried to suppress. He sent you a glance before he sat on your couch, his eyes looking at you as if he expected you to sit next to him, which you did. Biting your lip anxiously, you settled on the place next to him, not expecting him to throw his arm around your shoulder and pull you back into him, not that you complained, of course.

You inhaled his smell, the familiar scent of pine and a whiff of mint calmed you in a way you didn’t expect. “Will you tell me what happened?” The question caused your anxiety to rise almost immediately, and he was aware of that, too.

“You don’t have to, you know."

"I do.” You answered, once again burying yourself in silence, trying to gather the courage, and he knew it, not pushing you and giving you time, his hand caressing your hair softly.

“I failed another exam today.” You whispered, your voice strained and a lump forming in your throat. You kept talking when he didn’t, his silence comforting you. “Sensei told me to just study for it next time,” you spat the words, chuckling darkly. He knew how much you had studied for it, how hard you had worked.

He was the one who reminded you to eat, to sleep, to drink something and brought coffee and food, after all. He was there when you cried because of frustration, because of how tired you were, he was there, holding you between his arms as his heartbeats lulled you into a much-needed sleep.

And he was here once again, and that comforted you more than anything else could.

“I worked so hard, Iwa!” You suddenly exclaimed, feeling the tears forming once again. Maybe you hadn’t worked hard enough, or even you hadn’t worked at all and- “I know, baby.” He told you, silencing the whispers in your mind.

“You worked well, worked so hard.” He kept talking, his deep voice not letting you think anything else but his words. “You gave it your all.” It was such a nice feeling to have your hard work accepted, even though it hadn’t given a result, it felt comforting to know he knew just how much you studied instead of saying you’ll do better, work harder as if you hadn’t given it your all.

“Then- then why didn’t happen? Why did I fail when I gave it my all?” You sobbed, nuzzling your face to his chest, focusing on his breaths. “I don’t know.” He simply stated the words you needed to hear.

I don’t know. Somehow, that felt better than the cheesy excuses everyone kept telling you.

“But you can’t beat yourself up like this.” He went on, pulling back slightly to look in your eyes. “I know it feels like everything’s falling apart, or that you studied all that for nothing, but it’s not. Exams aren’t the things that define you or your intelligence. They aren’t as important as people tell us, hell, I can’t even remember what I did wrong on the last math exam, and I had failed at that one. I’m pretty sure I would’ve remembered at least one thing if it was important.”

You shook your head, not able to accept his words. “They are important, Iwa. They are what defines our future, and I- I failed-”

“No,” he told you patiently, “they aren’t what defines our future, you do. It’s just a shitty piece of paper, nothing more. I know you’re disappointed, okay? I know what you’re feeling, and I know you want to do nothing but study, don’t eat or sleep, and just fix this, but I can’t let you.”

“I can’t let you do that, I can’t let you hurt yourself like this.” The way his green eyes looked at yours with worry, it was all you needed to pull yourself back together. He was there, wasn’t he? Nothing could go bad or hurt you when he stood next to you.

Just a shitty piece of paper, you thought of his words, chuckling slightly, and he felt his heartbeat pick up, the weight on his chest of seeing you like that lifting slowly. “Okay,” you whispered, you smile growing bigger and bigger.

“Did you eat today?” He asked, sighing when you shook your head side to side. “Eat your cookie.”

You nodded, taking a bite and forcing him to take one, too, laughing at how he crinkled his nose when he tasted it. “How do you eat this?”

You shrugged and took another bite, the hunger you suppressed the whole day once again making itself noticeable. “Can you stay the night?” You asked as you took a sip from your coffee, almost spitting it back out when his eyes widened with shock, cheeks reddening. “I- I didn’t mean it that way!”

“I know,” he laughed, although his cheeks were still bright red. “I can stay."

"Thank you.” You told him with a smile, and he could swear he knew he would do anything to see that smile on your lips for the rest of your life, from coming at your door at ice-cold weather at 2 a.m. to jumping off a bridge.

So he smiled back, eyes closing and drifting in a deep sleep as you lay on the top of his chest, feeling safer than you had ever felt.

of red things like an earphone or a thread

Synopsis: you meet a little boy who lost his big brother's earphone, crying because he's sure his brother will get mad. You decide to look for it together, not expecting to find something- or rather someone else instead of the red earphone, although tied with a red string.

Pairing: Iwaizumi x fem!reader

Honorable mentions: soulmate au, female reader, cursing once or twice, children, 1.8k words, fluff, (K/N) stands for kid name lol

One last wave at your friend and you stepped out of the warm cafe to the cold, rainy winter afternoon. 

The wet wind hit you square in the face as the glass door closed behind you, and you knew you were going to get wet. You already knew it was going to rain that morning when you left your house, but you were too lazy to take your shoes off and get your umbrella. I'm not afraid of getting a little wet." You had thought to yourself like an idiot. Though it was true. You weren't afraid of getting wet under the rain, not, however, a big fan of walking through a goddamn storm. 

You sighed, knowing it was your fault, and you were glad you had at least thought of wearing your good old ski jacket. Closing the hood of your jacket over your head, you wore your earphones and started walking. 

~~~

cold, cold, cold, cold

Only halfway through walking, the cold was all that was on your mind. You didn't even have money on you since you had forgotten your wallet back at the cafe (your friend had texted you they had it and would give it to you the next day), so you couldn't even ride a taxi for the rest of the long walk.

Hopping over puddles of water and mud, you were practically sprinting your way back home, not stopping for any obstacle and wanting to go home as soon as you could. 

Float like a Cadillac, sting like a Beemer, you thought to yourself, laughing when the image of Lightning Mcqueen came to your mind. I won't stop until I reach home, not even if Jesus himself stood before me- 

You stopped just as the thought crossed your mind, eyes focusing on the small body kneeling in front of a wall, face hidden behind short, chubby fingers, and body shaking with soft sobs. 

Your brows furrowed in concern when you noticed the kid had nothing but a shirt on, the shirt already wet and sticking to his body. "H-hey," you turned to the kid, afraid of scaring him into thinking you were a murderer. You got a little closer to the boy, also kneeling when he seemed not to have heard you, still sobbing into his hands. 

"Hello?" You touched his freezing arm as softly as you could, pulling it back whenthe boy flinched, abruptly springing to his feet. You watched him as he wrapped his arm around himself, lips near purple and lashes wet with tears and the pouring rain. He couldn't be more than seven, you found yourself thinking as you stared into his oddly familiar olive-green eyes. You felt your heart stopping as the wide eyes stared back at you, reminding you of someone you dearly longed for and missed. You could swear you had seen that harsh gaze and the way he tilted his chin up with pride before, so familiar, yet strange.

"Excuse me," he muttered between chattering teeth, wiping the tears off his face, even though newer ones filled their places nonstop. "Did you- did you see a red earphone coming here?"

"A red earphone?" You repeated, and he shook his head violently. "Yes! Did you see it?" 

You bit your lip as you tried to remember if something like that had caught your eye, watching a new wave of sobs engrave him when you shook your head no apologetically. 

"I'm sorry," you muttered. "Did you lost it? Is that why you're- well, here?" The little boy wiped his tears with the back of his hand, nodding, still looking back at you with those green eyes, now even brighter with tears. 

"Okay, okay, look, first calm down a little, aren't you cold?" You asked as you started unzipping your jacket and shook it off your shoulders. You smiled at him when he didn't answer your obvious question, averting his gaze with a proud, stern look.

He took the jacket without contest, watching his hands as you dressed it over him. Wind howling in your ears, you were left only with a sweatshirt, a wave of shiver running throughyou when the wind howled even louder, the rain already wetting your heair and making it heavier. A curt nod was the boy's thanks, faintly smiling when you gave him a reassuring one. 

"Let's take you home, okay? You'll catch a cold if you stay out in this cold when you're wet." Your words had seemed to take a wrong affect on him, since he quickly pulled himself away from you with a new round of tears gathering in the corners of his eyes.

"No, no- I can't!"

"It's okay, you can buy a new one and-"

"No, please- my brother will be so angry if he learns I lost it, I can't go home!" The little boy started to unzip your jacket off him with panic clouding his mind when he thought just how mad his brother was going to be. He could already vision the furious look when his brother figured it, swearing he would never lend him anything again. 

"Hey- hey, stop," you caught his cold hands between yours before he could shake off the jacket. "Okay, we won't go home, but let's look for it together, all right?" You offered, trying to bargain with him and stay with him until you could convince him to go home. 

"Okay." He agreed, eyeing you with soft suspicion but still walking beside you as you started to walk the way back.

After what felt like a whole day but was only an hour later, you had noticed just how many red things one could find if they looked around. 

Even if you averted your eyes to your hands, there it was, a bright red thread hanging from your finger. But this was the day you had come to hate the many- many red things that littered the surface since each time you saw a glimpse, and it was never the red earphone (K/N) was looking for and made him cry even more. 

You didn't have it in you to tell him even if you did find the earphone, no way it would work since it was raining nonstop for hours now, either. So you swallowed your sense of cold and went on looking with the boy, telling him funny stories, listening more from him. 

You had no idea why your heart missed a beat each time he spoke of his older brother -how old are you, miss? Woah, really? Then my brother is only e year older than you!- how you found your tummy hurting with how hard you were laughing as he kept telling you a funny thing that happened to his brother and his best friend. 

"He seems like a- well, nice guy." You muttered as you threw the red bottle cap you spotted on the ground to the trashcan. "He is!" The boy answered with sparkles in his green eyes, "my brother is the best!"

"That's nice." You smiled, chuckling when he went on. "He is the strongest, the coolest, smartest guy ever!"

"He does sound really cool. But also seems like he has some anger issues." You muttered as a joke, not expecting him to frown immediately. "He will be furious with me." He bit his lip, your eyes widening when you noticed the tears in the corner of his eyes. 

"Hey, no- I'm sure he'll understand!" You tried to reassure him. "Your brother sounds way cooler to get angry about a red earphone." You smiled, patting his head, laughing when he sniffed. "Really? You think so?"

You thought you were reassuring him. A white lie was all it was, but then, why did it feel so real? Why did it feel like the truth, despite not even knowing who the said guy was?

You hummed. "I'm pretty sure." 

"Okay then, I think we should go home." You smiled, nodding and letting him lead you as he pulled your thread-free hand.

"We're here." He sighed, meddling with his fingers as he stared at his house door. "Can yku, maybe stay with me as I tell him?"

You had opened your mouth to answer before a loud call of the little boy's name made you both jump in your places. You turned around to see where the stomping sound came from, eyes meeting the tall figure running his way to you. 

"Th- that's my brother." The boy gulped, and you did the same as you watched the also wet boy coming towards you.

You quickly noticed his eyes weren't on you but the little boy standing next to you, and you bit back the urge to hide the boy behind you from his seemingly furious brother.

"Where were you?!" He shouted, his big hands running over the small face and body to check if he was injured or not, pulling the boy into a tight hug as the man took deep breathes of relief. "I was so worried- so worried, you hear me? I've been looking for you for hours!" The tall man spoke into the hug. "What were you thinking, disappearing like that?"

"I- I didn't mean to worry you." (K/N) whispered to his brother's hair, hugging him even tighter, burying his face to hide his tears. "I was- with this lady... she was helping me."

You felt your heart skipping a beat when he mentioned you, making his brother break the hug and look at you instead. "Helping you? Helping you with wha-" You watched his eyes widened as he finally got the chance to look at you, and you knew he was the owner of the green eyes your heart seemed to long for. 

"Y-you-" he stammered, chest rising and falling as if he had just run a marathon, but you weren't any better. You could feel your face, your whole body heating up, the thought of hypothermia you just had in your mind a few minutes ago now turning into cursing the global warming.

You watched him as his green eyes wandered down to your hand that stood awkwardly next to you, following the red thread hanging from your pinky to his.

Never in your life had you seen the end of the string, you smiled at the thought. It would always blend in with the world, disappearing into the void, and you had tried to follow it to the end countless times, too eager to find your soulmate, to see where it tied your fate to, failing each time. 

But now, you felt your hands shaking with the overwhelming sense of being able to follow it to the end, the end where it was only a few meters away from you, where it tied to the large hand that reached at yours without even thinking.

It felt warm and safe as you touched his hand, both of you smiling uncontrollably.

"You look cold." He spoke the first time to you, but it felt like you had been together forever, like you knew him as well as you did yourself, not feeling the slightest bit of awkwardness.

"I am cold." You giggled, and you could see how it only then occurred to him that your jacket was hanging on his little brother's shoulders, and you stood there wet and shaking with only but a sweatshirt. The green eyes you would find yourself admiring from then on widened with concern, quickly shrugging his jacket off and wrapping you with it.

"Here, wear this." He muttered as he zipped it as far as he could, making you both giggle. 

Maybe it was an odd day to meet your soulmate, you thought, probably not the best, too, since both of you were wet from head to toe, hair sticking to your face, shivering from the cold, and probably a mess (and sick the next day). But however it was, you wouldn't change it for the world.

~~~

You got a red earphone next year in secret santa.

Hajime got a red earphone next year in secret santa, too.

A/n: if you made it this far, thank you for reading! Here's a lil ❤ for u. Funny thing, this red earphone thing is real lol, it happened to me a few days ago!! But it didn't end with me finding iwa, no no, we couldn't find neither iwa nor the boys red earphones and I dropped him back to his home.

hi baee congrats on 600 !! 💖 for your event, i like that i give good advice to my friends plus iwaizumi <33 thank you 🥺

A/N: baby baby hi!!! I hope you like this muah

genre/warnings: fluff, mutual pining, kissing at the end, one (1) curse word I think

"Helloo," you chime as you pull a chair next to the table your friends are sitting. 

"Y/N! Talk of the- ah!" Oikawa groans when Iwaizumi elbows him on the ribs. "I meant, just the person I wanted to see!"

"Hey, Y/N." Iwaizumi answers almost immediately, burying himself in silence right after. Your gaze trails over him suspiciously. Both of them are in their training clothes, they must be grabbing a coffee before the training, you think. Iwaizumi looks a little tenser than usual today, you notice, your eyes watching him fidget.

"What were you talking about?" You ask with a smile you hope is neutral and not curious, your eyes still watching Iwaizumi's every move. You smirk when he fidgets harder.

Oikawa notices your eyes on his friend, a grin finding his soft, plush lips. "How's your day going, love?" Oikawa grins at you, knowing how much you (secretly) love the pet name. You're about to answer before you realize he has dodged your question.

Your eyes narrow for a second, catching the brunette's attempt on changing the subject that's loosely hanging in the air between him and Iwa. Your gaze locks on the said boy- he's not looking at you, though, his olive eyes watching his fingers hold a tempo, his lips pressed together gruffly. 

"It's fine," you answer, a sly smile sitting on your lips right after. "Yours?"

"Amazing, this thing happened today-" Oikawa starts to explain yet another interesting (not likely) thing that happened to him that day, but your focus isn't on him. 

"And yours, Iwa?"

"Hm? Fine." He answers, but Oikawa's smile says it wasn't exactly fine. "Aw, Iwa, don't be shy now. Tell them what's on your mind."

"Shut the fuck up!" Iwaizumi glares at the brunette, but the cat's already out of the bag. "Oh?" You say, sharing a secluded grin with Oikawa. "Is there something bothering you, Iwa?"

"Yes, there is. He needs advice." Oikawa answers before Iwaizumi can deny it. "And you always give the best advice! I've been trying to convince him into asking you for some, but dear Iwa doesn't want to bother you."

"Bother me?" You repeat with a giggle. "Of course not, Iwa, you're one of my best friends! You can always come to me when you want to talk. Besides, I like being the advice friend."

Iwaizumi looks persuaded, although that doesn't stop him from sending Oikawa an icy glance. 

"Okay, okay." The boy laughs. "I'm leaving you two to it."

An awkward silence follows the brunette's leave, now both of you holding a nervous tempo with your fingers. It quickly turns into an improvised song, which Iwaizumi messes up, making you laugh. 

"If you want advice about tone-deafness, I'm not sure how to help."

That seems to soften his tense shoulders a little, the thin line that's his lips breaking into a smile.

"No, but I might have to come for that again, sometime." He jokes with you. 

"So," you say after another minute of silence. 

"So," he repeats. " I have a problem."

"So I heard."

"It's about- erm- someone." He concludes. 

"Someone?"

He nods. "Someone- I might have- I like."

"O-oh!" You exclaim, your eyes widening and fingers clenching. oh. 

"Yeah." He shrugs, seemingly more relaxed now that the worst part is over. "I like them a lot, actually."

"Oh, that's- that's nice." You smile, and now it's your turn to avoid his eyes that are watching your each and every move. "Yeah, but I'm not sure, well, if they like me."

"Hm," you furrow your brows. "I think everyone has a little doubt in their minds when they like someone. But is there any reason you think they might not like you?"

"Well," he starts, shrugging. "They might be thinking of me as a friend rather than- yeah. We're friends and, and I didn't even mean to catch feelings but they're so nice and so cute, so-"

He stops his rambling when you chuckle. "I'm sure they like you back, Iwa."

"Do you really?"

"Yeah! You're the most amazing guy I know, and anyone is lucky to have you by their side, I'd say. And I'm sure they, even more, since I already know how you can get when you take a liking to someone."

"Hm?" He raises his head. "How do I get, then?"

"Well, first of all, you get really protective." You chuckle. "Like a lot. Not in a bad way, though I think it's pretty cute. It makes you feel safe when near you. You start letting yourself go a little more, make jokes that are way funnier than Toorus'-" he chuckles at that, "And you're just- anyone you make them feel like this, I'm sure they'll reciprocate your feelings."

He watches you with a quirked brow, mouth slightly agape as you realize, finally realize what you had just said. "I- of course, I don't mean-"

"You don't?"

"I mean, I do- but-"

He grins, making you stop trying to talk when you very obviously can't. "Well, Y/N," he leans a little forward with a regained confidence. "Do I make you feel like that?"

You stay silent for a few seconds, and his smile must be contagious since you're unable to suppress yours any longer. "If I say yes, what will you do?"

"If you say yes," he leans even more to you, his lips ghosting over yours, eyes locked on them, "I'll kiss you."

"And if I say n- hmph!" Your words are muffled before you can finish the sentence, and you're glad he takes a stop at this torturous teasing you had been making. "I don't-" he heaves, taking pride in the way you do too when he pulls back, "I don't think you'd say no, Y/N."

"But that's-" he's once again grazing your lips softly. "That's some advice." He grinns.

Prologue

pairing: iwaizumi x femblack!reader

synopsis: ballet au fic (updated weekly)

word count: 343

warnings: none

type: fanfiction

a/n: rewriting an unfinished story from wattpad. inspired by dance academy and dance moms. this is just a intro so the first chapter is coming after. i loooove dance academy btw^^

Charlène Aveline's Dance Company. A prestigious dance school that teaches children from 11-18. With 319 acres of land, the school is absolutely stunning. With fifteen different buildings including a shopping center for students, its better then most universities in Sydney. The most impressive however was the competitive team. There was an elite group of 6 or 7 senior dancers that traveled across the world competing with the best of the best in the industry.

Oikawa and Y/n. Now Oikawa has been his best friend for years. Iwaizumi was proud of his friend for being in the top two. Girls flocked to him after class and teachers constantly praised his ballet skills. Y/n had been Oikawa's friend for years. Iwaizumi was her friend too, but not as close as Oikawa was to her. Y/n and Oikawa fought for the top spot at the end of every semester and many students thought the couple would be cute together.

Many students, but not Iwaizumi. He knew Oikawa didn't harbor feelings for the girl, but knowing that the majority felt that his friend did made him believe it a little bit. Naturally Iwaizumi didn't get as much of the spotlight as his friends, but he didn't mind. With their next year of high school starting, Iwaizumi found it quite difficult to live in his shadow.

He snapped out of his own thoughts and continued drinking his smoothie. As the last day of summer vacation, Iwaizumi and friends were on the beach soaking in the last few days of summer. He watched Oikawa and Y/n sprint back to the rest of the group. He sighed. Oikawa seemed to have forgot his promise to help Iwaizumi over the summer.

At least he wouldn't have to worry about auditions this year. After being on the senior team for two years at least, you wouldn't have to audition anymore unless someone threatened your spot. He watched Y/n laugh as Oikawa whispered something to her. Iwaizumi huffed again. He was going to have to remind his friend about the conversation they had.

Part. 1

pairing: iwaizumi x blackfem!reader

synopsis: ballet au fic (updated weekly)

word count: 1.8k

type: fanfiction

a/n: i <3 iwaizumi

On the way back to their dorm, Iwaizumi stopped in his tracks. "What's wrong Iwa-chan? Not ready for school yet?" "Did you forget?" Oikawa smiled as if he had no idea what he was talking about. "How you were supposed to help me with that?" "Well you should've reminded me. Nothing to worry about we have the whole school year ahead of us." Iwaizumi rolled his eyes. Of course he would say that. As the last bit of sunlight sunk below the waves, Iwaizumi closed the curtains.

Another year where Oikawa was the star of the show; Iwaizumi nearly dreaded it. It surprisingly didn't take long to fall asleep as all those all nighters finally caught up to him. The dorms soon fell silent where the only voice heard were nocturnal creatures calling to one another.

As much as Iwaizumi hated waking up early, he preferred it. This was the only time he could get any homework done or go to the gym because Oikawa consistently without fail asked him to hang out every single day. Oikawa surely had other friends considering how popular he was. Iwaizumi threw on a t-shirt and grabbed his gym bag. He quickly scanned the room for anything he might've missed and left for the gym. The gym was an impressive two story building with a pool in the basement.

Iwaizumi never had time to see the pool because of his already tight schedule. After waking his body up and completing his work out, he stops for his morning coffee. Oikawa's shenanigans drove him nuts and Iwaizumi was convinced that if he didn't drink coffee Oikawa would drive him to death. Iwaizumi quickly drank his coffee and headed back to the dorms.

His second favorite part of the day was eating breakfast. The dorm's café was free for students and the food was always piping hot and fresh. Y/n often joined him along with her friends Kourtney and Elissa. Y/n waved as Iwaizumi sat down. She had gotten his breakfast before he arrived. She smiled as she passed him a plate of egg whites, bacon, and pancakes with strawberries on the side.

"You never get tired of eating the same thing every day?" Iwaizumi asked. The girl shook her head playfully. "How can I when we eat the same thing? Plus the pancakes are like my version of coffee." He watched as she carefully poured syrup over her stack of pancakes.

Oikawa joined breakfast rather late. "There's no need for me to eat today. Someone stopped by my dorm and brought me fresh fruit. Isn't that nice?" Elissa rolled her eyes, "That happens every morning." "I know! It's great being Oikawa." Iwaizumi hit him across the head. "That's enough narcissism for the day. Let me at least enjoy my breakfast." "Iwa your so mean."

Oikawa rubbed the side of his face and slurped his tea loudly. "What bs do you think Mrs. Aveline will pull this time?" Kourtney asks. "Oo oo I'll go first," Y/n raised her hand like a game show, "She's going to add someone new to the team who hasn't auditioned." "That's a given," Elissa smirked. "Maybe this time she'll divorce her husband and won't sue him?" Iwaizumi suggested.

Oikawa laughed. "My money is betting that she's gonna do some really fucked up shit. Maybe she'll even go to jail." Kourtney pointed her fork in Oikawa's direction. "She's not that stupid y'know?" "That lady has lost her marbles. She is definitely going to jail. I can feel it."

The first bell rang and the group hurried to get their books and head to class. In addition to dance, students had to take four common core classes and one dance class of their choice which meant one style of dance they got for six hours a week instead of the usual one hour for each style of dance daily.

Iwaizumi naturally didn't pay attention much. He knew teachers had no choice but to pass him as he was on the dance team. Mrs. Aveline wouldn't know what to do if his grades were too bad to continue being on the team. He was a bit excited to dance, but Monday's were always ballet class. He wasn't the best at ballet, but Y/n was his partner in this class so that made it much more bearable.

The entire class was spent making jokes about various things and getting sent into the hallway for disrupting the class. As soon as the pair got into the hallway they burst out laughing. "C'mon let's go to the vending machine for a drink. All this laughing made me thirsty." Y/n took Iwaizumi's hand and led him upstairs. The dance studios were all on the first and second floors as well as the basement. The vending machines were right outside of the cafeteria on the third floor.

Occasionally some of the younger dancers would blush when they saw Iwaizumi but nothing too major. He paid for both his and Y/n's drink before sitting down next to her against the wall. "Ms. Harris might as well let us not go to her class. We're already star ballet dancers." Iwaizumi chuckled. "Your the prima ballerina. Should we get back to class?" Y/n nodded and the two threw the empty soda cans away in a nearby trashcan.

By the time they got back, ballet was already over and it was time for the company to take over the studio. The senior team had to practice with the company because Mrs. Aveline expected them to join the company after graduation. It had been a running joke since freshmen year that she actually expected them to join the company.

Oikawa was already waiting for the two at the same spot they had stretched in for the past two years. Kourtney and Elissa soon joined the trio once their class were over. The final members of the team joined and class began. Iwaizumi hated practicing with the company because all of them were getting paid to perform and were grown adults.

Some days it was difficult to keep up, especially when there was a show coming up. Mrs. Aveline expected everything to be perfect. Iwaizumi was almost certain no average person would be able to tell if there was the tiniest mistake in their show. During one of the water breaks, Mrs. Aveline rushed out the studio with no explanation.

"I bet it's her husband calling to give her divorce papers," Frankie exclaimed. It was Frankie's last year on the team so Mrs. Aveline was trying her best to convince him to join the company. Frankie had his eyes set to be a dancer for Hollywood movies and already invested in an agent. Iwaizumi thought he might find better luck being a internet contortionist and doing a cheap promo every once in a while if the money ran dry.

Before either of them could deny or support Frankie's claim, Mrs. Aveline rushed in with a girl following behind her. She introduced the girl as Célia Lafitte. She had thick dark brown curls that flowed freely down to her waist. Bright green eyes and pink lip gloss greeted the group. Didn't she know makeup wasn't allowed for practice? She wore a cropped black leotard and black shorts. She plastered a smile across her face and said that Lia was just fine.

"What did I say?" Y/n whispered to Iwaizumi. Iwaizumi wondered what crazy scheme Mrs. Aveline had planned this time. Once introductions were over, Mrs. Aveline abruptly ended company practice and was ready for her dance team. "Lia here will be joining our team as she is a transfer student from our ballet school in France."

Lia waltzed over to stand next to Oikawa which slightly pushed Y/n out of the way. "Now that that's settled, let's get on with assignments. This week we're going to Gold Coast, Queensland. I've decided to do five numbers. Since Lia is new, she'll be getting a solo so I can see where she's at."

"Of fucking course," Y/n mumbled under her breath." "Frankie will also be getting a lyrical solo as well as Y/n. There will also be a jazz-ballet duet with Iwaizumi and Y/n. The group routine will be ballet. Let's start stretching and work on the group routine." Oikawa congratulated Y/n by giving her a high five. Iwaizumi found it strange that there was a duet for the first week back.

There was no surprise the group routine featured Lia as well. With how much attention she was getting, you would think they were in a relationship. After around two and a half hours of practice, Mrs. Aveline cleared the studio for the soloists and the duet. Iwaizumi was glad he wouldn't have to wait for the soloists to finish to go back to his room.

Mrs. Aveline didn't seem to interested in their duet and once choreographing it, she left them on their own to perfect it. "Isn't it great we get our own duet Iwaizumi? I get to do it with you so of course we're gonna win." Iwaizumi did a few practice turns. "I expected Oikawa to get the duet to be honest."

Y/n look confused. "You rather not do it?" He sighed. "Since you and Oikawa always fight for the top spot and all." Mrs. Aveline shoved the two into the studio across the hall so they could work with Maria. Maria was one of the teachers and often traveled with the team. Maria was like an older sister or cousin to Iwaizumi.

During the run through of the dance, he had to pick Y/n up. She giggled and complimented his muscles. Breakfast with Y/n may be great, but hearing her say that was definitely number one on his list. He took pride in his muscles and it was nice to know someone recognized his hard work. Maria eventually let the two of them go and Oikawa was eagerly waiting right outside the studio door.

"Iwa-chan why do you think so highly of Y/n and not me?" Iwaizumi took a swig of his water. "Don't you think it's weird how you say that even when your speaking English?" "But Y/n and I are equal," he continued to whine. "If I buy you take out will you stop whining?" Oikawa's eyes lit up, "We have to hurry before they close."

"You and that new girl seemed pretty touchy feely," Iwaizumi pointed out. The two were sitting in their dorm room sprawled out on the floor doing homework. "Oh yeah she's totally into me. Maybe I'll date her, maybe I won't. He shrugged. Everyone's into you, Iwaizumi said under his breath. "Maybe a relationship would be good for you," Iwaizumi suggested. "Maybe it would be good for you too. Let's see who can get a girlfriend first."

"Who would I even date?" Iwaizumi put down his pencil and picked up his chopsticks. "Y/n, of course. You didn't think I forgot did you?" "Kinda hoping you had. Put a can in it until tomorrow will you?" "Anything for Iwa-chan."

Part. 2

paring: iwaizumi x blackfem!reader

synopsis: ballet au fic (updated weekly)

word count: 1.8k

type: fanfiction

a/n: shortened the story to 12 chapters instead of 20. as always for previous parts check my masterlist :)

Iwaizumi wondered things. He wondered if Y/n liked him. He wondered what he would have for lunch. He even wondered if his dad remembered to send him an allowance. He also wondered why he had an alarm. Oikawa was doing a better job at waking him up then his alarm anyways.

Iwaizumi groggily rubbed his eyes. "What are you doing?" Oikawa smiled. Why was he so energetic this early? "I'm helping you get a date with Y/n." Iwaizumi lazily stood up. "Thought it was a competition?" He yawned and stretched. Oikawa followed him to the bathroom and continued yapping while Iwaizumi brushed his teeth.

"I'm obviously going to win, but you won't go out with Y/n after I win. I'm going to get you to win if you like it or not." Iwaizumi hummed. "Mhm. You'll follow me to the gym then?" "Already packed your gym bag for you." Of course he did. Iwaizumi and Oikawa headed off to the gym. It was still relatively warm considering it was September. Oikawa talked nonstop about the different "techniques" used to get a girl's attention.

On the way to the gym they ran into Lia. Oikawa and Lia began chatting and Iwaizumi took advantage of this to run ahead of them. Once at the gym he was able to relax and exercise. It was just him and his thoughts. He wasn't the best at coming up with date ideas, but he wanted something simple enough for a first date. "I've got just the thing for you." Oikawa appeared seemingly out of nowhere.

"You can take her on a picnic. Just the two of you. Of course this means we have to pack the picnic basket." Oikawa kept going on and on. Despite not wanting Oikawa's help, he found his idea helpful. The rest of the day was uneventful until it was time for practice. The group routine went smoother then yesterday, but Lia's timing was always off.

"If she can't keep up why not just kick her off the team," Y/n spat under her breath. "Seriously I thought she came from an "elite" ballet school," Iwaizumi added. Mrs. Aveline was clearly getting frustrated as well. "That's enough for now. Let's go get costumes shall we?" The team shuffled out the studio and down the hall to the seamstress.

Mrs. Aveline had her own personal team of seamstresses for all her performances. Iwaizumi was glad the costumes weren't too ridiculous. The boys wore a white shirt with flowy sleeves with a deep indigo vest over it. The girls wore matching tutu's with white embellishments on the bodice. The costumes were quickly packaged up so Iwaizumi and Y/n could try on their duet's costume.

Iwaizumi never knew that it was possible for her to get even prettier. The red and gold bodice paired with the tutu was absolutely stunning. Iwaizumi truly understood what breathtaking meant when she spun in the mirror. "So do you like it Iwaizumi?" He nodded. "You look pretty in it."

Lia was next and wore a simple black leotard with an elongated tutu for her modern solo routine. She twirled for Oikawa and even rubbed up against him. Iwaizumi rolled his eyes and focused on Y/n's solo costume instead. She wore a simple sage green leotard, but the flowy material of the skirt and bodice really made it shine. Mrs. Aveline was truly evil for giving three solos of similar if not the same dance style.

Once costumes were done being fitted, the team was released so the soloists could practice. It was now or never for Iwaizumi. "Y/n can I ask you something?" She gave that irresistible smile of hers that made Iwaizumi say yes to anything she said. "Yeah?" "During lunch tomorrow how about we go eat in the park instead? I'll bring food for you." "The park with the beautiful fountains?" Iwaizumi nodded. He was shocked that she was considering going with him.

"Yeah sure I'll go. I may run a little late as I have to drop something off that day." "As long as you show up." Iwaizumi's heart did a somersault as he watched her go back into the studio. Oikawa nudged him. "Don't just stand there like a dummy." "Were you watching the whole time?" Oikawa nodded proudly. "I'm so proud of you, but first we need to get some dinner. Then we can plan out the perfect date for you two." Iwaizumi followed after his friend. "What about homework?" Oikawa shrugged, "Missing one homework assignment won't kill you."

Reluctantly he followed Oikawa to the plaza and helped him finish the pizza he purchased. "Now it's time for Operation: Iwaizumi's Picnic Date to begin." "Shitty-kawa what are you talking about?" "Lia and I along with you are going to make this the best date ever." "So you already won the bet?" "Lia and I aren't dating yet. Now c'mon let us help you." Iwaizumi once again reluctantly agreed.

Lia was not very good with hiding as she emerged from a nearby bush Iwaizumi spotted her in since they arrived at the plaza. "Oikawa and I already made a menu. I decided to make madeleines and Oikawa said he'd make onigiri. All you have to do is make fruit sando (fruit sandwiches) and spring rolls. We'll even handle drinks, utensils, and all of that."

Spring rolls and fruit sandwiches seemed easy enough to make, but Iwaizumi was confused on why Lia was helping. The three set off for the nearest grocery store where Lia offered to pay for everything. "Oikawa?" "Mhm?" "Is Lia super rich?" "Not that I know of." "M..hm. and you don't find it weird that she's paying for all of our food?" "Girls do that for me all the time." Oikawa continued with his shopping. Sure enough Lia paid for all of it with her credit card.

They parted ways at the dorms and Oikawa and Iwaizumi headed to the dorm's kitchen. Not many people actually cooked their own food considering they had a cafeteria and if that wasn't enough the plaza had plenty of options. Still, they had a kitchen. Iwaizumi took his time making the sandwiches as he wanted everything to be perfect for their date. "Iwaizumi we don't have all night. Pick up the pace would ya?" Iwaizumi rolled his eyes. "Can't believe lover boy is saying that. Go ask Lia out on a date and leave me alone." "I will ask her on a date after the competition. What do I look like dating a girl that just arrived yesterday?" He whisper-yelled the last part.

The remaining time spent preparing the picnic was silent. They wrapped the food up and placed it in the fridge. Iwaizumi knew no one would be dumb enough to take food that had his name on it. Oikawa fell asleep as soon as he was done with his nightly skin care routine leaving Iwaizumi alone with his thoughts.

Anxiety filled his brain as he thought of countless conversation starters and possible answers to whatever Y/n might say. He took a deep breath to try and calm down. He would never make it to tomorrow if all he did was worry. He laid on his back and stared at the ceiling. Only three days of practice were left before the first competition of the season. There was without a doubt no chance of the duet losing.

He thought about dancing on stage with all of his friends to ease his worries. Once relaxed, he drifted off to sleep.

Iwaizumi was already worried enough about his date, but the whole table bringing it up at breakfast did not help him. Elissa was overjoyed that Y/n was going on a date, Serenity felt that it was finally time for the two to go out, Oikawa was giving himself the credit for the idea, and Lia was trying to tell Iwaizumi what to wear for the picnic. When the first bell rung Iwaizumi had never been happier.

"Ignore whatever they said. We don't need them to have fun," Y/n reminded him before heading to class. Iwaizumi used what she said as motivation to get through morning classes. He was a nervous wreck carrying the picnic basket to the park. He made sure to place the blanket from any nearby fountains that might soak the food. After counting to ten a few times, he sat cross-legged ready and waiting for Y/n.

He wasn't sure if it was a good or bad thing that he didn't have to wait long for Y/n to show up. She wore a simple off white crop that tied in the front with a sage green mini skirt and strappy white sandals. "I wasn't sure if I was supposed to bring something or not." She set the boxes of goodies down. The first contained a chocolate cake with strawberries on top with a side of more strawberries and whipped cream. The second box was full of various desserts such as eclairs and macarons.

"You didn't have to bring anything, but I'm glad you did." Y/n peeked inside the picnic basket and pulled out one of the sandwiches. She seemed amazed that the sandwich wasn't soggy. "I always wanted to try one of these." Iwaizumi grabbed a madeleine. "I made them myself." "Wish I could say I made those." The next few minutes were spent bonding over their growing suspicion of Lia and Mrs. Aveline.

"What made you start dancing anyway?" Y/n asked while cutting herself a slice of cake. "I always liked dancing as a kid. Oikawa got me into it seriously. There weren't a lot of dance schools for boys in Japan so in our last year of junior high we transferred. Here it was the first year of high school instead of last year for junior high, so we had to catch up a bit in terms of dance skills." "Look where you are now though."

Iwaizumi finished his onigiri before speaking again. "What made you come here then?" Y/n shrugged. "Someone at our Tampa studio was going to get a scholarship to come here so I tried out. Surprised I made it in. I came here about a month before you and Oikawa arrived." "Where is Tampa exactly?" "Oh it's sort of near the ocean. It's this city in the States where its always warm."

"Maybe one day we could visit your home town together," Iwaizumi suggested before realizing he said it aloud. "I'd like that." Iwaizumi checked his watch. "Oh shit I'm so sorry." "What'd you do?" "We're already late for class. Mrs. Aveline is probably right outside the campus ready to punish us." Y/n grinned. "She won't catch us if we take the back way."

Part. 3

pairing: iwaizumi x blackfem!reader

synopsis: ballet au fic (updated weekly)

word count: 1.3k

type: fanfiction

a/n: pretend like they start school in october :) (srry i wrote the plans for this a whiiile ago so thats why the timeline is iffy) previous parts in masterlist.

Once again Y/n and Iwaizumi were in the studio together. Having nearly escaped Mrs. Aveline and continuing their afternoon classes, the day was going as planned. Iwaizumi watched Y/n finish her solo with a look of dread just as the routine suggested. Iwaizumi clapped and handed her her water bottle. "You did great Y/n. Wanna practice the duet next?" Y/n nodded and took the water bottle.

Iwaizumi was glad Mrs. Aveline paid no attention to the two as she was too busy with Lia. "I really had fun with you today Iwaizumi." "You can call me Hajime." "I thought your name was Iwaizumi?" "In Japan we call everyone by their last name unless it's someone close like a sister but usually we would call our sisters something else. That's besides the point though. My first name is Hajime."

"Alright Hajime. Is Oikawa his last name too?" Iwaizumi nodded and began to start the music. "So how come you don't call him by his first name?" Iwaizumi didn't answer because he was too focused on dancing. Or was it because he didn't have an answer? They never really discussed calling each other by their first names. Once the dance ended Iwaizumi responded. "Guess we never thought about it before."

Y/n took another sip of water before grabbing her bag. "Well I'm off. I'll probably be down after hours to work on my solo." "Where're you headed?" "To meet with Serenity and Elissa. Apparently they have an idea to "spice up" Halloween," and with that Y/n left the studio. Iwaizumi had completely forgotten Halloween existed. He was busy with the competition and the picnic. Maybe he could find some haunted house to take her to.

He began to head back and was surprised to find Lia in the studio with Oikawa helping her. Iwaizumi found it strange because there was always a new addition to the team but this was the first one Oikawa seemed to like. Iwaizumi had dinner on his own which consisted of leftovers from the picnic. Oikawa arrived much later and didn't bother with an explanation. "You still wanna do homework together?" Iwaizumi looked up from his notes. "Sure. How's Lia's solo?" "I don't know. It doesn't really concern me." "Mhm."

Iwaizumi didn't like being lied to, but he didn't want to pester his friend too much. They completed their homework and went to bed immediately after. Iwaizumi was nothing short of eager to ask Y/n about the haunted house tomorrow.

His plans were instantly shot down as Serenity and Elissa got the chance to talk before him. "So we were thinking of doing a Halloween party," Elissa excitedly announced. Serenity nodded in agreement, "It's gonna be with no adult supervision and off campus. Teachers can't find out. Especially Mrs. Aveline." "So we've made a party committee that will get the funds for it," Elissa added. The committee consisted of Oikawa, Serenity, Elissa, Carter, and Y/n.

Iwaizumi found it a bit unfair how Oikawa and Y/n were chosen before him. Serenity continued going about the planning schedule while Iwaizumi tuned her out. Once the bell rang Iwaizumi quickly got up and walked to class with Y/n. "Can I ask you something?" She nodded. "Wanna go to a haunted house with me after school?" "Yeah that seems fun." They agreed on a time and went their separate ways.

As soon as Mrs. Aveline released them from practice, Iwaizumi and Y/n were on the next train to the street closest to the haunted house. The one he chose was popular as the line spread outside the door. It was moving quickly however and they were able to purchase tickets and go right in. An employee escorted them to one of the seven doors in the hallway behind the desk and closed the door. A single light was in the middle of the hallway. It kept flickering in and out.

It seemed to be a hospital as random medical equipment and beds were strewn about. They walked to the end of the hallway to find a wall. "Guess it has to be one of the patient rooms we passed," Y/n suggested. They went in each of the rooms which each had a specific clue like a number or shape. Eventually they got back to the door in the beginning of the hallway labeled 1. Outside was a security pad. She quickly put in a code and it dinged green. Iwaizumi walked in first and fell.

"I'm fine," he reassured her. She stepped down too and slid down into a ball pit. She saw Iwaizumi standing next to the pit looking around for an exit. "This seems more like an escape room," he muttered. The room featured 8 coffins, four on each side, with a pattern on each. As they walked past the coffins, one shuttered. Y/n attempted to walk faster, but the actor inside the coffin got out and scared her. Iwaizumi looked back and without thinking slapped the actor.

Y/n was laughing until the other coffins began to open. "Hajime I think we should like seriously run." "Way ahead of you." He began fiddling with the lock on the door. The actors were coming closer while he finally got it open. They quickly ran inside and shut the door behind them. Another dark room. When they got halfway through, the walls started to close forcing them back to back. "Owner must be laughing his ass off right now," Y/n said. Iwaizumi began pressing all the walls looking for an exit.

One of the taps triggered a button that caused the walls to stop. A door on the wall opened to what seemed like a meat locker. The only light was from a small room in the back. Y/n peered around the corner and found a man sawing off a head. He glanced at her and suddenly lunged at her with the saw. She screamed and ran back to Iwaizumi with the actor on her heels. He chased the two to the exit and as if there was an invisible wall, he stopped abruptly and went back to his locker.

Y/n was doubling over with laughter. "He was soooo mad. Man that's the most fun I've had in a while." Iwaizumi was afraid to admit he had actually been scared. The two walked back to the train station, but not before getting spring rolls from a nearby shop. They snacked and walked which was something new for Iwaizumi. "Have you ever had a girlfriend before?" she asked him. "No, but I've kissed girls before." "So your never serious about it?" "The girls weren't serious about it actually." "Seems like you suck with picking girls," she smirked.

Hopefully not with you, he thought. They got on the train and rode it back to their school. This time they got back before curfew so Mrs. Aveline couldn't get upset. They joined their friends at the food court outdoors. "Where were you two?" Oikawa teased. "Doesn't matter I had lots of fun," Y/n responded. "What about the party?" Iwaizumi didn't like to speak about romantic encounters in front of everyone. Elissa's eyes lit up, "We decided to have it at Carter's house in the basement. He said he'll provide the drinks and stuff."

"Is it like a costume party?" Lia inquired. Elissa nodded. "What about the competition tomorrow?" Serenity interrupted. "Frankie's a senior so I think he'll win," Oikawa exclaimed. Iwaizumi glanced at Frankie who was sitting with people from his year. He didn't seem worried about tomorrow. Y/n on the other hand was shaking a bit. Her phone buzzed and she left without a goodbye. "Who was that?" Elissa asked. Oikawa shrugged, "Who knows? Let's call it a night." Iwaizumi went with Oikawa to the girl's dorm to drop Lia off before going to his own room.

On the way there Oikawa got a call. "What was that about?" Iwaizumi asked immediately after he hung up. "Oh it was Y/n. She said Carter was asking her for help." Iwaizumi had never even met him before. "Help for what?" "On love of course. She's like the expert." "So she's dated a lot?" "How would I know? We've both known her the same amount of time. Iwa-chan you shouldn't ask such dumb questions."

Part. 4

pairing: iwaizumi x black!fem reader

synopsis: on pointe (updated weekly)

word count: 1.9k

type: fanfiction

a/n: previous parts in masterlist as usual. this was originally a fluff but that's too boring so.

Iwaizumi and Oikawa were up before the sun was. They bickered about who got the shower first and who got to brush their teeth first. It was a warm day which Iwaizumi took as good luck. Once Oikawa and him were ready, they set off. Everything on the campus was closed at this hour. The birds weren't even awake to begin their chirping. Oikawa was very hyper for it to be so early. They navigated to the front entrance where the charter bus was waiting. Mrs. Aveline and Lia were already there. Iwaizumi sat on the steps and lingered back as Oikawa and Lia began eagerly talking about the competition.

Frankie arrived next with bagels for everyone. Iwaizumi munched away as Serenity, Elissa, and Y/n arrived. He checked his wristwatch which read 1:02am. "I don't think we'll make it in time for registration," Iwaizumi started to say. Mrs. Aveline quickly shushed him. "Not to worry. I did it all online." He had never heard of such a thing before but his opinion didn't matter. They took a quick photo and boarded the bus.

It was rather spacious considering there were only seven students going. Iwaizumi took the window seat and Oikawa flopped next to him still engrossed in his conversation with Lia. The driver started the engine and off they went. Iwaizumi watched bleary-eyed as they drove away from the school and onto the highway. He soon fell asleep.

He suddenly regained consciousness when Oikawa shook him awake. "We're here." Iwaizumi had been to Gold Coast before but it was still an amazing sight for him. He reluctantly stood up and stretched. He grabbed his backpack from the overhead bin and followed the others outside. The other dance studios seemed to have arrived already as the outside of the building was deserted.

He followed Mrs. Aveline into the building where they got their wristbands. "I think Lia's really nervous," Oikawa whispered. "Isn't she supposedly better than all of us?" Iwaizumi questioned. "It's her first competition," he replied rushing to her side. Iwaizumi thought he was babying the girl. They arrived at their dressing room a little after 8. Oikawa was still right by Lia's side doing her makeup for her.

"Can you help me run through my solo really quickly?" Y/n came up behind Iwaizumi. He nodded and followed her into the hallway. Tons of dancers were practicing there so it would be easy to see your competition. He watched intently as Y/n did her routine. He had to remind her a few times to keep her knees straight or to remember her facial expressions. "I keep forgetting everything you tell me," she complained. "It's probably just your nerves. Your going to do great," he reassured her.

"Thanks for your kind words." She enveloped him into a hug before they began calling for her division. Iwaizumi watched her head off to the stage and joined the team in the audience. The first dancer from their school to perform was Lia. Iwaizumi had to admit she walked in with poise and grace. The music started and Lia's technique was flawless. He noticed her expressions would falter slightly especially when she came out of a turn.

Her routine was soon over and there were a few numbers before Frankie's turn. Frankie being a boy gave him an advantage in a female majority competition. Frankie doing a lyrical piece was almost guaranteed he would win. He told a story when he danced and the judges seemed all in. Even Mrs. Aveline seemed pleased. The number ended and it was Y/n's turn. A tragic look greeted the crowd just as they had practiced.

Iwaizumi was proud at the way she had buried her anxiety. The number ended and the judges seemed to be smiling. The team had little time to focus on the judge's opinion as Iwaizumi and Y/n had to get ready for their duet. "Congrats Y/n. You did amazing," Iwaizumi sat next to her. "Thanks I owe it to you." Iwaizumi and Y/n quickly got changed and went over the dance.

It was hard for him to focus however because she just looked so cute in her costume. Once they went though the dance, Oikawa and Y/n were putting makeup on her face. Iwaizumi was a tad jealous but he knew his friend had no ulterior motives. Once the makeup was finished they rushed off backstage. "I'm glad I get to do a duet with you," Y/n took Iwaizumi's hand in her smaller one. "Glad to dance with you too," he quickly responded before she went to the other side of the stage. The number before theirs ended and they both waltzed out.

Once the announcer was finished, the music started. Iwaizumi felt as if he was on cloud nine. The familiar stage lights and eager crowd reminded him why he chose dance in the first place. He loved it when he twirled Y/n around and picked her up for their stunt. He loved how in sync they were for their pirouettes. He loved the part where they were on different parts of the stage, but still completely in line with one another. He felt once you danced with someone you had a certain type of unbreakable bond.

Once the dance was finished, Iwaizumi and Y/n were panting hard. They sauntered off the stage together and Y/n hugged him as soon as they got off. They returned to their dressing room where their teammates congratulated them. There wasn't enough time for that however and they quickly got dressed for the group number. "Man Iwa why do we have to slick our hair back?" Oikawa grumbled. "I think it looks cute on you," Lia commented.

Iwaizumi slicked his hair back using Oikawa's gel and stood up. He hoped he wouldn't sweat too much in this outfit. He watched Y/n practice her turns in the deep indigo tutu that showed off her legs. "Iwa can you help me?" Oikawa was still grumbling. Iwaizumi complied and applied the hair gel while Oikawa did Lia's makeup. The whole team then searched the hallway for a suitable place to practice. Mrs. Aveline kept getting frustrated with the group when really it was Lia's fault. She couldn't grasp it as quickly as the rest because she wasn't used to learning choreography that fast.

Mrs. Aveline eventually gave up and stomped back to the dressing room. The dancers gave each other uneasy looks as they made their way back stage. Oikawa attempted to calm Lia down while a few others snickered. "You would think Mrs. Aveline would learn by now not to add new students," Serenity muttered. "She's old. She can't remember her mistakes," Elissa added. The music on stage stopped, signaling it was their turn to go. They all got into position and the music started.

Their dance wasn't terrible, but it certainly wasn't the best there. Iwaizumi could just imagine how much Mrs. Aveline would be yelling about it. Lia didn't know where she was supposed to be for the majority of the dance and that threw the others off. Serenity kept snickering and Kourtney joined in. By the time the dance was over they were all a laughing mess. Well everyone except Lia. As soon as they got off stage she ran off crying. Oikawa ran after her. "Of course she's fucking crying. She's the reason we lost," Kourtney could barely stop laughing to finish her sentence.

Iwaizumi felt bad for the girl because of how quickly she was rushed into it all. Y/n and Iwaizumi decided to go downstairs and look at the other dancer's routines to avoid Mrs. Aveline's speech. He hated to admit it but the other teams were good. Like really good. He didn't think the group stood a chance at placing at all. The two didn't return until the soloists for their division were called onto the stage. Iwaizumi wished her good luck and joined the team in the audience. "Where's Mrs. Aveline and Lia?"

"Oh they're on the bus. Lia is soooo dead," Elissa commented. Lia and Y/n tied for second, but Lia was nowhere to be found. As expected Frankie got first. He currently held the national title for their division from last year so this made him a prime target. Duos/Trios was next to get awards. Iwaizumi and Y/n got first place and Iwaizumi couldn't stop smiling. The group got ninth place and the whole team was laughing on stage. "We should lie and tell her we didn't even place. Imagine how mad she would get," Serenity suggested.

"Its not like it's our fault. The feature threw all of us off," Y/n mentioned. "It was her first time so go easy on her," Oikawa defended. "Which is why she shouldn't have gotten a lead in the first place," Elissa fired back. "I don't know why your defending her. Usually your on our side," Frankie added. Oikawa said nothing in response and continued packing up his stuff. Iwaizumi couldn't believe he was this hung up over a girl from France. They finished packing up and headed back to the bus. It was already dark out when the competition was finally over. Mrs. Aveline was sternly waiting on the bus and snatched the plaque from Frankie's hand.

Iwaizumi could barely stand and collapsed onto his window seat just as she began to yell. "Ninth place?! Is this what we represent? Frankie you hold a national title for fuck's sake. You all are veterans. You should've placed higher. And don't give me a sorry ass excuse either." Frankie grinned with a twinkle in his eye. "I was just following the lead." This made Mrs. Aveline even madder and Lia burst into tears. "Look at what you did." Frankie shrugged. "I didn't do anything. She's just sensitive."

Lia seemed to nod in agreement in between hiccups. Mrs. Aveline slumped down in her seat. "Let's just go back home." She hadn't acknowledged the duet win or Frankie's win or Lia's win for that matter. Iwaizumi thought she was being unfair, but who was he to judge. He fell asleep on the ride back as well. They arrived back at the school at 7 in the morning and he woke up still tired. He dragged himself to the cafeteria and thanked Y/n for the fruit she got him.

"Mrs. Aveline was totally freaking out." Today it was just Y/n and Iwaizumi at the table. The others were off doing god knows what. "She wants to meet us at nine. I wonder what for," Iwaizumi mentioned. Y/n sighed deeply. "Hasn't she said enough? I'm just glad our duet did so well." "Of course it did because you were in it." She laughed. "You were pretty great too." They finished up their meal and headed to the company studio. The others were already there and Mrs. Aveline didn't look any less pissed off than last night.

"Because of your poor performance, all of you are doing a solo. Whoever places the lowest is on probation." "What if multiple people don't place?" Kourtney asked. "Then I'll ask the judges for individual scores. You all will practice on your own with the teacher of your choice with the style of your choice. That is all."

"This seems more like a reward," Oikawa told Iwaizumi. "I don't see how this solves the problem though," Y/n replied. "Yeah the problem is the group. Getting individually stronger is nice and all but," Iwaizumi trailed off. "Mrs. Aveline isn't the most critical of thinkers, huh?"

Part. 5

pairing: iwaizumi x black!fem reader

synopsis: on pointe! (updated weekly) previous parts in masterlist

word count: 2.3k

type: fanfiction

a/n: i'm so excited for summer break wowowow

Iwaizumi woke up in the middle of the night to Oikawa leaving their room. This wasn't an unusual thing as he usually left to hook up with some random girl. What was different was Iwaizumi noticed his dance bag was gone. He quickly grabbed his own and was out the door. There were a few students out at this time. Some coming out for a midnight smoke, some coming out for what Oikawa usually came out for, and some practicing a dance routine out on the open sidewalk.

He half expected the school building to be closed but it was unlocked. He followed his friend downstairs to the dance studios. The lights were all turned off which gave the basement an eery feel. He followed him to the last studio where he switched on the lights and began warming up. "Jeez Iwa you have to be sneakier then that," he stretched in front of the mirror. "Why are you here so late?" He dropped his bag besides Oikawa's.

"Just trying to get my choreography done," he said it as if it was normal to do these sorts of things this late. "We have school tomorrow," Iwaizumi reasoned. "I have to perfect my solo. What kind are you doing?" Iwaizumi shrugged. "I guess a hip-hop solo. It's the easiest thing." Oikawa chuckled a bit. "Yeah I guess that's like you. I'm doing a more contemporary thing." "You shouldn't stress it too much. Your like the best dancer here," Iwaizumi assured him.

"You know we're competition this week right?" Oikawa started his music. "Right right. I'll see you tomorrow then. Good night Shitty-kawa." "Hey that's not very nice Iwa-chan," Oikawa pouted. Iwaizumi ignored him and grabbed his bag. He took the long way back to his room using the extra time to plan out his routine. Was everyone as stressed as Oikawa was about their solos? Guess he would find out tomorrow.

The next morning at breakfast Y/n convinced Iwaizumi to try the parfait she was having. He was surprised he liked it and wondered why no one had ever introduced him to the dish. "How's everyone's solo?" Elissa asked. "I'm doing a ballet one. It's the only thing I'm good at," Lia fell silent. "I'm doing an acro routine. Seems easy enough to please the queen," Serenity smirked. It was common for students to call Mrs. Aveline "the queen". "I'm doing lyrical," Kourtney murmured. Iwaizumi was glad everyone was doing different styles so it might be easier on the judges.

"Are we doing costumes all by ourselves?" Y/n queried. Oikawa announced, "Guess we have to wait for our queen to speak." The bell rang and the group dispersed. Iwaizumi didn't see any of them until lunch when Mrs. Aveline called all of them to the company studio. "I've decided to interrupt your lunch for costume fitting," she remarked.

"Are we going to get extra time to eat?" Frankie raised his hand jokingly. "No," she deadpanned and began walking towards the seamstress. Iwaizumi didn't care much about his costume, but he enjoyed watching the others get all dressed up. Y/n emerged from behind the curtain and asked Iwaizumi for his opinion. She wore a leotard with cream being the color of choice and a plum color for below the waist. It featured what Iwaizumi liked to call "pirate sleeves", a cream colored bow at the neckline on the back, and was backless. "It looks great on you," he responded without a second thought. She smiled, satisfied, and returned behind the curtain to slip back into her school uniform.

Lia was next to receive her garments. Hers was a black velvet leotard with floral mesh sleeves. The platter tutu had a layer of red jewels on top of the black mesh. A fancy lace fan and choker completed the look. She walked in a circle on pointe to test it out before returning the garments. Next was Kourtney. For her lyrical routine, she chose a blue sage velvet leotard complete with a halter neckline, chiffon off-the-shoulder sleeves, and a chiffon skirt. Serenity opted for a simple black spandex with embroidered mesh cutouts on the leg and a wrap around side cut out.

They returned when there was only about five minutes left for lunch. Y/n and Iwaizumi split a salad bowl and Oikawa kept making kissy noises while Lia tried to get him to taste her kale smoothie. The rest of the day was pretty uneventful and everyone was too busy working on their solos to make plans. Once the final bell rang, Iwaizumi recievd a tap on the shoulder.

"Wanna practice together? We can use the dance building." The dance building, as the students called it, was never used. Mainly because everyone had dance classes in the school's basement. It was only crowded when there was going to be a show and everyone needed extensive practice. It was the perfect place for the two. Iwaizumi followed Y/n. She swiped her student id and was surprised to find a few seniors there including Frankie.

He paid them no attention and the two used a studio down the hall. Y/n left to get changed leaving Iwaizumi to work on his solo. He took off his jacket and set it on one of the bars. He scrolled through his list of non copy right music looking for a hip hop song. Y/n returned in a simple black leotard and jazz shoes while he was still choosing. "How about we both do some improve and work on the kinks later?" she suggested.

He nodded in agreement and she sat at the mirror. He selected a song and began. Dancing was as natural to Iwaizumi as breathing. Especially hip hop. Oikawa usually joked that he should be in one of the popular street dancing groups in Japan rather than studying at a ballet school. The music ended and Y/n clapped. "I didn't know you did hip hop." He was in disbelief. Hip-hop was his main thing.

He sat at the mirror and gulped down his water bottle as Y/n picked a song. The song she chose was upbeat and fun and matched her personality. Mrs. Aveline always stressed that they had to "tell a story" with their movement. Iwaizumi thought dances looked better when the dancer was just having fun. She finished and plopped next to him, gulping her water in a similar fashion. "Still need to tweak a few things," she said after a long silence. He simply nodded.

The studio door swung open and to no surprise it was Oikawa with Lia shuffling behind him. "Lia's mom is performing tonight and she invited us. Can you believe it?" Oikawa flaunted his phone in Iwaizumi's face. "Yeah yeah." "And we get to perform," Lia added. "Perform what?" Y/n was suspicious of the legitimacy of this performance. "Our dance from Saturday what else?" Oikawa said as if it was obvious.

"Do you even have the dance memorized?" Y/n looked Lia up and down. "Of course. Oikawa and I have been practicing all afternoon. Now get your costumes and we'll meet you out front in fifteen minutes," Lia didn't give them a choice to object. "What about curfew?" Iwaizumi asked but they were already out the door. "That was weird," Y/n started to stand up. "Wanna do it?" "I don't like the girl, but I do love to perform."

Iwaizumi and Y/n parted ways, each heading for their own dorms. Iwaizumi found the costume in one of his various costume drawers and stuffed it in his dance bag along with a few snacks. He was the last to arrive and the group headed for the train station. "So where is your mom performing?" Y/n was sure Lia was bringing them to their deaths. "The Sydney Opera House of course! She's coming all the way from France to perform with her company," Lia's face lit up. At least loving ballet was one thing she hadn't lied about.

The majority of riders got off at the opera house station and the group went with the crowd. Iwaizumi had been only once before and that was to watch Oikawa on stage. The theater was just as huge and beautiful as it had been last year. Iwaizumi couldn't help but stare at the ceiling as the design was magnificent. However Lia was in a hurry and rushed to the back hallways. Almost immediately they were stopped by a guard. It was a short, pudgy man that had a bead of sweat running down his forehead that he kept wiping with a handkerchief. His jet black hair was slicked back with so much gel his head shined.

"What're you kids doing? Go on and enjoy the show." Lia began throwing a fit. "Mister you don't know what your talking about. We're supposed to be performing." He yawned. "Mhm. Go back to your seats kid." "My mother is Celine Lafitte." Her French accent was starting to worsen. "Funny story. I have no idea who that is." "How can you not know who's performing in your own show?" she whined. "I'm going to have to use force if you kids don't move." "Force on minors? I'll sue." He snorted. "Can't you see we're supposed to be here? I'm Celia Lafitte damn it." Iwaizumi noticed a woman coming up behind the security guard.

She had thick dark brown curls just like Celia except hers were in two low pigtails. She wore a white leotard with a romance tutu and a blue gingham apron over it. Rosy red slippers completed the look. She was paler than Celia however and their noses were completely different. "Sorry that my daughter and her friends bothered you. They'll be no more trouble yes?" "Mama he didn't even know who you are," Lia whined. Her mother didn't respond and motioned for us to follow her. "You guys will be the opening act. Tonight we're performing the Wizard of Oz." "My mama's got the lead role," Lia grinned.

Her mom let them change in her private dressing room while she went to warm up for the show. "Can you believe we're about to perform at The Sydney Opera House?" Oikawa beamed. "You've done it before," Iwaizumi mentioned. "I totally forgot about that. We stood outside in the freezing cold waiting for the doors to open," Y/n laughed at the memory. The four quickly got changed and stretched and did a few run throughs of the dance. Celine peeked her head through the door, "It's showtime." They followed her where they passed many other dancers who were stretching or talking amongst themselves. Iwaizumi was jittery with nerves. His first performance in the opera house and it wasn't even a dance he'd perfected. Y/n smiled at him. "Your gonna do great Hajime," she comforted him.

He smiled back and gave her hand a quick squeeze. "You are too." The stagehand signaled them and they waltzed out on stage. Because there were only four performers they changed the chorography so that both Lia and Y/n were spotlighted. Iwaizumi had always struggled with pirouettes on pointe, but he pushed himself. His toes were going to be so sore after this. A few times during the performance his eyes darted towards Lia. Everything about her performance was amazing from the technique to the way she carried herself to her focus. If she performed like this at nationals surely she would hold the national title. The piece ended and they waltzed off stage.

Celine pulled her daughter into a hug. "I'm so proud of you. Your making such great friends too." "Yeah friends," Y/n snorted under her breath. Lia's mother disappeared to prepare for going on stage. The four found their way back to the dressing room and got changed. "My mom thinks I have lots of friends. It'll suck when she finds out the truth," Lia broke the silence. "It's not your fault. Mrs. Aveline brings in a new boy or girl yearly and just slaps them on the team. They never last and they never have to try out like we do. Once she even brought two and we were all competing to not get replaced by one of them," Oikawa attempted to shift the blame.

The four munched on some of the snacks in Iwaizumi's bag on the way to the train station. "Well I had fun at least. The bright stage lights and all the people loved seeing us dance," Y/n attempted to lift the gloomy mood. She twirled as they crossed a street. "Maybe one day we'll all be up on that stage. Dancing for the same company," Iwaizumi hoped. "Definitely not dancing for Mrs. Aveline's company," Lia joked. Maybe Lia wasn't so bad after all, Iwaizumi wondered. They rode the train back and there was no sight of Mrs. Aveline. "Woohoo! Another day of sneaking out without getting caught," Lia cheered. Oikawa smiled and the four parted ways.

Iwaizumi and Oikawa walked back together. "Maybe you were right about Lia," Iwaizumi spoke. "Oh yeah? You should trust me more Iwa-chan. What about you and Y/n?" He shrugged. Things were the same as last year. They hung out together and did normal teenage things. "Iwa can we all go as aliens to the Halloween party?" He had completely forgotten about that. "Sure whatever. I'm so tired and my toes are so sore," he complained. "I can carry you," Oikawa offered. "Never in a million years Loserkawa." "That's so mean," Oikawa whined. "Dumbass." They continued bickering until they reached their dorm.

Iwaizumi fell asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow. A part of him was looking forward to the party and the other half was terrified. But he had to confess at some point, right?

Part. 6

pairing: iwaizumi x black!fem reader

synopsis: on pointe! (updated weekly) previous parts in masterlist!

word count: 2.4k

type: fanfiction

a/n: F/n=first name L/n=last name

Iwaizumi, Y/n, Oikawa, Serenity, Frankie, Lia, Kourtney, and Elissa were all eating breakfast together per usual. "Tooru Oikawa, Celia Lafitte, F/n L/n, and Hajime Iwaizumi please report to the main office immediately. Tooru Oikawa, Celia Lafitte, F/n L/n, and Hajime Iwaizumi to the main office." "Oooo the queen has got ya now," Frankie teased. The four reluctantly stood up and dumped their trash. "I was almost done with my cereal too," Oikawa whined. They made their way up three flights of stairs to the office. The main office was on the first floor, but they all knew Mrs. Aveline wanted to see them personally.

"This has to be about last night," Y/n whispered. Mrs. Aveline's office was the first on the floor and was all glass. She stood outside her office waiting for them. Her bright ginger hair was done up in a bun at the base of her neck showing off her wrinkles. Her stern green eyes were as unwelcoming as always and her pale skin made her seem like a ghost. She wore a pantsuit and pumps to work everyday except when she was teaching a dance class. She opened the door for them and they sat in the four seats in front of her desk.

The room's walls were littered with pictures of her from her dancing days as well as pictures of her and her husband. Various cd's were scattered on her desk as well as costume sketches. "It has come to my attention that you four have broken the curfew rules." Lia spoke first, "We were just going to visit my mom. No worries right?" Mrs. Aveline sucked her teeth. "I saw all of you on stage." Lia's face froze in fear. "You all will be prohibited from practicing for the rest of this week." She stood up and opened the door for them.

"It's like she wants to see us fail so she can put us on probation," Y/n complained. "I don't even know who she's biased towards anymore," Iwaizumi grumbled. "And I didn't get to finish my cereal," Oikawa whined. Iwaizumi went to his first class and tried to forget about it. There was no way he was going to place without any practice. He sent a quick text to the other three and waited until it was time for lunch.

"Why are we leaving when there's perfectly good free food here?" Oikawa wondered. Iwaizumi, Lia, Y/n, and Oikawa were standing right outside the school's gates. "We're going to go practice in the park. Long as Mrs. Aveline doesn't see we're fine." "What about the food problem?" Lia had yet to eat today because of the office run-in. "I'll buy us a pizza or something. Now let's go practice," Iwaizumi urged. The four walked to the nearest park that was pretty empty considering everyone was at work. They found an open square of concrete and began changing their shoes. Oikawa and Iwaizumi took off their uniform jackets.

"I'll go first," Oikawa volunteered. "We can offer each other critique after each routine," Y/n offered. "You guys are still my competition." Oikawa never failed to remind Iwaizumi of that. Oikawa explained that he was playing the role of a boy lost at sea: trapped, afraid, and lonely. Iwaizumi didn't like dark dances, but Oikawa made it look so good. Other visitors of the park stood around to watch. "Are you guys street performers?" one man asked. "No we're with Charlene Aveline's Dance Company," Iwaizumi responded. "When's your next show? I've got to see it," the man inquired. "The week before Christmas I would assume. You would have to contact the school."

"We could make money from this," Y/n whispered to Iwaizumi. She grabbed Oikawa's shoe bag and placed it just outside the square. People began placing money in as they walked past. Oikawa finished and his small audience clapped. He took a bow and thanked them for their support. "We should do this more often," he told Iwaizumi. He stuffed his pockets with the cash. Y/n was up next. An even larger crowd began to gather. They seemed amazed at how high Y/n could go for her jumps. She thanked them for watching and placed the tips in her purse. Iwaizumi was next and decided to show off a bit. The crowd clapped during the performance this time and Lia was looking uneasy.

She started her music and began. They were so amazed at someone dancing on pointe it was like they were dumping their wallets into Oikawa's bag. She finished her routine and batted her eyes. "We, students of Charlene Aveline Dance Academy, will be here tomorrow at the same time," Lia announced. The crowd whooped and clapped before dispersing. "What do you mean tomorrow? I like to eat lunch," Y/n protested. "With all this money we can eat whatever we want in the city," Lia seemed confident.

They walked a few blocks to Debby's Burgers. It was very crowded because of the lunch rush. Iwaizumi didn't think they would make it back in time. It took around fifteen minutes for them to get seated and Iwaizumi was positive that they wouldn't get back. They ordered a family meal which consisted of a large order of onion rings, a large order of fries, four soft drinks, and four cheeseburgers. It was weird thinking how they were kind of their own little family.

The food took around ten minutes to arrive and they laughed and joked until then. "Mrs. Aveline is going to be so mad," Oikawa grinned. "She'd be even angrier if we ate our food in class," Y/n pointed out. The waitress arrived with their order and plenty of extra napkins. By the time they finished eating they must've missed a whole hour of class. They took the train back and ran to the back of the school.

Oikawa helped Lia over the fence and Iwaizumi did the same with Y/n before they lifted themselves over it. They went through the back door of the school building just as the next class had begun. "We have to do this tomorrow," Lia said before disappearing to her next class. Iwaizumi knew he wouldn't have a choice in the matter. They didn't end up getting caught and Iwaizumi had time to do his homework today. A soft knock came from outside the door. He opened it and was surprised to see Y/n.

"I was wondering if you could help me with my chem homework?" Y/n was still in the school uniform. He opened the door to let her in. Oikawa was sitting cross-legged on the floor with his notes spread out. Y/n set her backpack down at the foot of Iwaizumi's bed and sat at the desk. Iwaizumi sat next to her. "What part did you need help with?" "I just take shitty notes. Can we go over your notes together?" "I was in the process of rewriting my notes neater actually." "Then let's both do that," she beamed.

The next two hours were spent revising and rewriting their chem notes until Oikawa let out a loud groan. "Iwa-chan let's go get some dinner." "Yeah I'm starving too," Y/n closed her notebook. She explained she would change then meet them at the cafeteria. "I don't understand why you two aren't dating. You guys act like a couple," Oikawa began to gather his notes. "I could say the same for you and Lia." "Lia and I are dating though? Thought that was obvious." "You two haven't kissed." "Sure we have. We make out in here all the time while your at the gym. We even-" "That's enough Shittykawa. I don't need to hear all that." "Its all stuff everyone's done before. Well I mean everyone in our grade. I wouldn't expect the freshmen to be fucking."

Iwaizumi tuned him out and headed down for dinner. Y/n had changed into a green sweater and jeans and was waiting with Lia. "We got you both Cajun chicken pasta. Where's Oikawa?" Iwaizumi sat down next to Y/n. "Babbling about sex in our room. I think he's gone nuts." Both girls giggled and began eating. Oikawa came down a short while later. He grumbled about having to reheat his pasta.

"So where are we eating tomorrow?" Lia asked. "The cafeteria?" Y/n said it in a duh sort of tone. "We have to go back to the park. I mean you see how much we made. We could be rich." "This only covers my skin care products for the next month." Oikawa sat down next to Lia. "Why do you have that many products as a boy," Y/n teased. "I like my clear skin thank you very much," Oikawa pouted. The four finished dinner and returned to their own rooms. "Hey Hajime, Lia mentioned matching alien costumes. Are you in on it or?" I should've never agreed to that, he thought. He simply nodded dismissively. "Great! We can shop for costumes after the competition." Iwaizumi was not looking forward to another unintentional double date.

The next day they once again were missing class. This time Mrs. Aveline called them down to the studio to see how their solo's were going. She was extremely stone-faced about all of them except Lia's to which she praised to no end. Iwaizumi thought Serenity wasn't even trying. It was more of a gymnastics routine. The tricks were nice, but there wasn't any dancing. Mrs. Aveline thought so too and she quickly voiced her opinion yelling and screaming about how she wasn't taking the opportunity seriously enough. After calming herself down she dismissed everyone back to class. Serenity was snickering about it in the halls and Iwaizumi knew she was going to be put on probation.

The first meeting of the planning committee was that afternoon in Carter's dorm. Carter had eagerly accepted the idea because it meant spending more time with Elissa. Elissa was easily the prettiest girl he'd ever seen with dark brown skin and an afro. He didn't think he stood a chance mainly because he was pale as the mayo on the sandwiches the school served. He didn't give up however and focused on improving his good qualities such as his muscles and his brains.

Y/n and Oikawa were the first to arrive and they brought various snacks and drinks for everyone. Carter was worried Elissa might not show up. He even offered to have the party at his house which he hadn't even asked his parents yet. "Carter you good?" Oikawa asked. "Yeah I'm all good. Can I ask you something?" He turned his attention away from Y/n. "What's up?" "How'd you ask out Celia?" "She was clearly into me so I just kissed her one day. Then I asked to be her boyfriend." "I'm happy for you man." Carter wished it was that easy. Serenity and Elissa arrived a few minutes later.

Elissa wore a purple headband and silver hoop earrings with a silver cross necklace. A lacey white crop was covered by a lavender cardigan. She had a grey jean mini skirt with knee high white socks and Mary-Janes. Her hands displayed an array of silver rings. She sat down next to Carter on his bed and set her bag down next to her. Serenity's blonde hair was even messier than usual and she still had a cigarette in her mouth. She kicked her sneakers off and placed them by the door.

"Sorry we're late. Serenity insisted on" she trailed off and motioned towards her friend. "An addict is an addict." she simply replied. She volunteered to bring all the weed that would be needed. Carter would be so dead if the basement stunk of weed all night. "When is this happening?" Y/n interjected. "Halloween night of course. Which reminds me of the costumes," Elissa's face lit up. Carter caught himself smiling. "We're going as aliens," Oikawa seemed proud of coming up with that idea. "Who is we?" Serenity was quick to object. "Iwa, Lia, Y/n, and I. I came up with it," 'Of course you did," Serenity muttered. "What're you going as?" Carter tried to ease the mood. "I'm gonna convince Kourtney to go with me as Harley Quinn and Poison Ivy." "You should just ask the girl out already," Elissa complained. "Your one to talk," Serenity smirked. "You know I would do it if," Elissa clamped her mouth shut.

"Do it then. You won't. I dare you." Carter knew where this was heading. Any time Elissa or Serenity dared the other to do something they had to do it or the other would do it for them. "Really tonight?" Elissa tried to reason with her. Serenity wasn't letting up however and nodded. Elissa groaned and took Carter's hand and dragged him out the room. "What now?" Y/n asked. "I'm going to smoke," Serenity announced and left as well.

Elissa took him to the very end of the school fence where the beach was. "Woah wait Elissa, where are we going?" "We're hopping the fence." She quickly navigated over the fence and looked expectantly at Carter. He did the same and followed her. "I'm going to get sand all in my shoes," he tried convincing her to stop walking. "A dare is a dare," she stopped and turned around. "I don't even know what the dare was about." "Man are you dense." She quickly grabbed his face and kissed him. It was all so quick he didn't understand what was happening. "I don't know why she picked a fucking beach." "The dare was to kiss me on the beach?" She rolled her eyes. "It was to kiss your crush on the beach." Carter was speechless.

"Can I be your boyfriend?" "Yes of course. Why else would I kiss ya?" "What about the party?" "Oh yeah. We should totally go as Princess Peach and Mario." "I meant the- you know what never mind. Just kiss me again." Elissa happily obliged. "We should get back. You should've heard how Mrs. Aveline was punishing people out after curfew." She headed back towards the fence. "What'd she do?" "She banned Y/n, Oikawa, Iwaizumi, and Lia from practice because they were performing at the opera house with Lia's mom." Carter's eyes widened. "And she was upset? I would've been proud." "She doesn't think anyone should be great except through her. Typical Mrs. Aveline." "Can I see your solo tomorrow?" "Sure. Mrs. Aveline said it wasn't artistic enough whatever that means." "Old women don't know shit."

Carter and Elissa walked hand in hand back to the women's dorm. He gave her a kiss on the forehead and she walked back inside. His heart was racing a million miles per hour and he kept asking himself, Did that really happen?

Part. 7

pairing: iwaizumi x black!fem reader

synopsis: on pointe! (updated weekly) previous parts in masterlist

word count: 3.1k

type: fanfiction

a/n: once again my drafts don't save :(

"Where are your friends?" Carter didn't mean to come off as rude. His friends convinced him to go eat lunch with his new girlfriend. Currently they were outside sharing garlic bread and bbq pineapple chicken kabobs. "Serenity is off doing god knows what. Frankie eats with the seniors. And the others are practicing off campus. What about you?" "They're sitting at the same table I always do inside. Can I come with to the competition?" "You'll be very disappointed in me if you came. I'm like the underdog. Plus, I don't know if Mrs. Aveline would let you." "Sure she will. You've never asked for anything before have you?" Elissa shook her head. "Then it should be all good. Now let me see your dance before lunch is over."

Elissa's grey skirt fluttered in the wind. Carter had to admit the uniform colors were cute. A pink sweater was over her white button down shirt and she wore grey legwarmers with white sneakers. Carter felt a bit plain wearing just the basic grey jacket and pants with a white button down. She threw her trash away and smiled at him. "You coming?" He nodded and threw his away as well. She led him to a clearing where no one was there to watch.

She set her backpack down and took off her shoes. Her pointe shoes were already ready and waiting in her backpack. "I wish I hadn't picked ballet. Lia's totally going to outperform me." Elissa began stretching. "Celia? Why would she?" "Have you seen her dance? I mean she sucks at everything else, but ballet she's fucking amazing." "Never even spoken to the girl." "The girls were talking in the dressing room about how they were jealous of her because she was dating Oikawa. If they knew Oikawa personally I would not want to date him," she emphasized the not.

Carter had always considered Elissa and her friends popular. Especially Oikawa. "What's wrong with em? He seemed fine last night." "He's just a little weird. And he has a really long skin care routine. He's a bit whiny. Don't get me wrong he has a lot of good qualities." Carter chuckled to himself. "Wonder why Oikawa gets all the ladies. If I was a girl I would choose Iwaizumi." "Omg Carter are you coming out as bisexual? Iwaizumi has fans too just not as much as Oikawa. I heard Y/n has her sights on him though." "Elissa I've been bisexual. This isn't anything new. Iwaizumi and Y/n would be cute." "I know right? I'm glad no one took you before I did."

Did Elissa think Carter had girls at his feet? Did dudes have crushes on him? "Do people really like me like that?" She looked at him as if he had just asked the dumbest question ever. "They say your fighting with Iwaizumi for the second hottest in the school." "I'm not even popular like that." Y/n stood up and handed Carter her phone. "Play the music when your ready." He waited for her to get in position and pressed play. Carter thought she looked regal and elegant while dancing. He imagined them dancing ballet together on Broadway.

When she finished he imagined the crowd clapping and demanding an encore. "How was it?" She sat next to him. "It was great. Just minor things like straightening your leg and stuff." She smoothed out her skirt. "I think I'm just too nervous about it all." "There's a reason Mrs. Aveline chose you for the team. You know she only likes perfection." Elissa gazed into his eyes. Carter felt his heart rate go up drastically. Elissa crashed her lips onto his and swirled her tongue around his. He cupped her cheeks and kissed just as passionately back.

This continued until they heard footsteps approaching. They both quickly turned around and saw a small rabbit picking at the grass. Carter sighed with relief and Elissa giggled. She snuggled into Carter's embrace until the bell rang. "Why can we hear the bell all the way out here," Elissa complained. "I'll carry your backpack for you," Carter picked it up before she could object. "Your lucky we have the same class next." She put her regular shoes back on and put the pointe ones in her backpack. The two headed off to their next class of the day.

The final bell rang and Elissa was dragging her feet along to Mrs. Aveline's office. She was even more reluctant when she saw Mrs. Aveline in her office. She knocked softly a couple times. "Come in." This was her first time in the office and it was exactly as Oikawa had described. She took a seat and Mrs. Aveline was steady typing on her computer. She glanced up. "Elissa, how may I help?" This was the nicest Mrs. Aveline had ever been towards her.

"I was wondering if Carter could come with us to the competition this week?" "Carter?" "Carter Haynes." Mrs. Aveline mumbled under her breath. "Why does he want to come along?" "He wants to see my solo." "Young love is difficult to understand. I'll allow it. It better not distract you." "Thank you Mrs. Aveline. I'll never ask for anything again."' She left the office and was surprised to see Carter waiting in the hallway. "So what'd she say?" "She said yes. Better go to sleep because I'm getting you at 1." "In the morning?" Carter's eyes bugged out of his head.

She nodded. "I'm going to get some sleep," she started back down stairs. "I'll walk you," he quickly caught up. "It's not that far you know?" "I know. I just like spending time with you."

Oikawa waved at Elissa as she walked by. He turned back towards Lia. "I'm trying to take you out on a date. What's so bad about that?" "The day before a competition. I can't screw up like last time." "You will screw up if you don't give yourself a break. Now come to the aquarium with me." She didn't respond for a few seconds. "Let me change first." Oikawa sighed in relief and agreed to meet up in ten minutes. Iwaizumi was in their shared dorm on the phone with Y/n.

He tried pestering him about their relationship, but it didn't work. He changed out of the uniform and went downstairs to find Lia outside the male dormitory. Her thick brown curls were held back by a claw clip. She wore a pink halter and low-rise brown jeans. Her white forces matched her felt tote bag. She sat on the front porch. She hopped up when she saw Oikawa.

She greeted him with a kiss on the cheek. He took her hand and guided her all the way to the train station. Since their school was relatively close to downtown it was unnecessary to take the train, but Oikawa thought it would be much quicker. The aquarium was one Y/n had showed him when they first became friends. It was on the smaller side and if you didn't know about it you would never find it. A Korean family owned it and also had a restaurant across the street.

Today it was filled with small children and Lia was confused as to why they were in such an unknown part of Sydney. "Kawa where are we?" "The Mangjol family aquarium of course. Their daughter is the only family member working though. The other employees are probably our age." Lia nodded. Oikawa must be rambling again.

They first looked at all the tropical fish. Lia pressed her face up against the glass. "Kawa look at how colorful they are." He smiled. "Let's go see the penguins." She followed after him. The attendant there let them sit in the penguin inclosure. First they had to put on a similar suit and then the employees told them not to touch or feed the penguins. Oikawa complained about not being able to pet them, but other than that Lia enjoyed the penguins.

"Let's go eat across the street. I can totally get us a discount." Oikawa and Lia took off the suits and thanked the employees. Lia skipped along across the street with Oikawa following behind. It was a brick building with Korean letters on a black sign above the door. Under it in English read "Korean Bbq House." Lia opened the door and an older woman, introducing herself as Chi-Yong Manjol, led them to a booth close to the kitchen. She had smile lines and wrinkles under her eyes.

Her hair was tied back and she wore an apron over her dress. She pulled out a pen and notebook from the apron. "I'll be your server for today. Another server will be over to cook your meal." "Can I just get rib eye steak with water?" She quickly jotted it down. "And for your side?" "Just some rice." "I'll have the spicy pork and squid with bean paste stew, whatever veggies you have, and a water." When the server walked away Lia kicked him under the table.

"Why'd you order so much?" "I come here all the time and order the same thing. No big deal." A younger boy with bubblegum pink hair on the left and jet black on the right came up with their order. He set everything down and got to work. Lia was amazed how he could cook the food for multiple tables at once. Once the meat was done Oikawa said they could finally eat. Lia munched and watched as he wrapped the pork inside the lettuce.

She did the same with her steak and began trying it with other vegetables. "You should really try this squid," he held it up to her mouth. "I don't know I mean doesn't it have suction cups and stuff?" "It tastes really good," he pushed the squid up to her lips. She reluctantly took a bite and chewed slowly. "It's okay. I don't like the texture." "That's fine. Just glad you had fun."

Oikawa paid for the meal and they walked back to the school hand in hand. "I'm still worried you know." "I know." "You made me forget for a little while." "That's the plan. Now go get some sleep." He kissed her hand and headed for the male dormitory. Iwaizumi was already fast asleep when he arrived. He slipped off his shirt and shoes and went to sleep.

It was the first time Iwaizumi woke up Oikawa for a competition. Oikawa sat up in bed as he watched Iwaizumi put on a t-shirt and sweats. "You should get to packing," Iwaizumi commented before going into the bathroom. Oikawa forced himself to get up and took his costume inside the garment bag from the hook on the door and folded it carefully in his backpack.

Oikawa barged in and joined his friend in brushing his teeth. "I really wish you wouldn't do that." Iwaizumi spit into the bowl. "It's fine. We're saving time this way. Now I need to do my hair." Iwaizumi and Oikawa continued to share the mirror. Oikawa brushed his hair while Iwaizumi spiked his up. The clock read 12:45 when they left.

Oikawa and Iwaizumi were sure they would be the first to get there. Elissa and Carter had completely beat them. "Hey Lissa. I didn't know Carter was coming," Oikawa sat next to her. "Told you to stop calling me that. I'm surprised the queen let him. Carter and I made breakfast for everyone. We tried something completely new." Elissa reached in her bag and brought out three plastic containers.

"Are these tacos for breakfast?" Oikawa seemed amazed. "Pancake tacos. Filled with cream cheese, strawberries, blueberries, and powedered sugar. My mom used to make em all the time," Carter proudly announced. Oikawa and Iwaizumi took one. "These are sooo good. Carter how come you haven't made them sooner?" Iwaizumi nodded in agreement with Oikawa. It was too early, in his opinion, to talk.

Y/n arrived next and happily took one. Frankie took one next and him and Y/n were doing handsprings on the sidewalk. Mrs. Aveline was last bringing Serenity, Kourtney, and Lia with her. "Mr. Haynes if you become the reason Elissa doesn't do well you won't have a chance at performing." Carter nodded and that seemed to satisfy her. Serenity had her dirty blonde hair in a messy bun and wore a simple white tank and shorts. She had her arm around Kourtney while playing with her ear length jet black hair. They seemed to be matching with white tanks, but Kourtney wore sweats. They sat at the back of the bus and Iwaizumi thought what could Serenity possibly be up to.

Frankie's blonde roots were starting to show through his mint green hair. He wore his usual black hoodie and jeans with Doc Martins. He sat in front of them. He'd been protective of Kourtney ever since she was a freshmen. Y/n sat next to Iwaizumi and fell asleep leaning on his shoulder. Elissa and Carter seemed to be the most energetic and kept yapping about new recipes to try. Lia was by the window fast asleep while Oikawa talked with them.

It was a long eight hours and Y/n woke up to Iwaizumi tapping her shoulder. She grabbed her bag and headed off of the bus with the rest of the team. Since everyone was in the solo category they were all rushing at once to get ready. Mrs. Aveline was nowhere to be found and Y/n was beyond frustrated because of it. She sat in front of her mirror and tried to focus on her makeup.

The threat of probation and possible suspension was looming over everyone's heads. Y/n didn't even hear Lia when she asked if she wanted to get some fresh air with her. "Huh?" "I asked if you wanted to take a quick breather." Y/n nodded slowly and followed the girl down the stairs and to the parking lot. As soon as they were away from everyone Lia broke down in tears.

She sat on the concrete as warm tears rolled down her face. Y/n quickly tried to dry them up so her makeup wouldn't be ruined. "Everybody there hates me," Lia said in between hiccups. "No they don't. They just see you as competition." "Aren't we teammates?" "Not this week." "Y/n Oikawa's gonna break up with me. I haven't made a single friend yet," she broke back down into tears.

"You're just going to have to prove everyone wrong then, huh?" Y/n gave her an optimistic smile. Lia sniffled and slowly stood up. They walked back to the dressing room and Lia reapplied her makeup. Y/n didn't know why she just comforted her competition. She had no time to dwell on this as their division was starting and she needed to run through her routine.

She saw Elissa and Carter in the halls practicing. Elissa was really talented, but Y/n knew she didn't stand a chance against Lia. The first one to dance was Oikawa. Everyone was too busy doing their routine backstage to watch his performance. Serenity was next and from the look of her face Y/n could tell something has gone terribly wrong. Frankie was next and it being his last year he clearly wanted to go out with a bang.

Kourtney was up, then Elissa, then Lia then Iwaizumi. He reassured her they were saving the best for last. She began her solo and felt as if she were flying. The motions were so fluid she felt like the stage was a huge pond and every step she took was on a water lily. The routine ended and the team went backstage to change and get lunch. Carter was from Melbourne so he showed them a restaurant called Chin Chin.

Despite it being lunch time, everyone ordered desserts. Frankie used his older brother's id to order a cocktail instead. "The queen is going to be so upset we aren't eating with her," Kourtney was stuck in Serenity's embrace. "Who cares? She should've been there to help us prepare," Serenity exclaimed loudly. They all paid for their own meals and left the restaurant.

To pass the time, they played tag in the halls and did cartwheels on the sidewalk outside. Mrs. Aveline got out of a taxi and caught them on the sidewalk. She gave them a stern look and went inside. "Are we supposed to follow her or?" Y/n peeked into the door. "She should've said so then," Oikawa was firm about it. They walked across the street and bought an ungodly amount of lemonade whenever it got too hot.

Lia said they must've paid the rent for the store for the next few months. They went inside when the sun began to set. Mrs. Aveline was on the phone when they got to the dressing room. She waved them away whenever they tried speaking to her. They eventually gave up and just headed for backstage.

The announcer named all the teams competing for their age division and then allowed the dancers on stage. Serenity was eighth and she grumbled that it was because she slipped on one of her stunts. Kourtney was seventh and Y/n had forgotten what kind of dance she'd done. Elissa was sixth and Y/n was fifth. She stood proudly next to Elissa holding her medal. "Bet you Lia gets first," Elissa whispered to her.

Iwaizumi was fourth, Lia surprisingly third, Oikawa second, and Frankie first. He beamed even though this had to be the 100th time he'd won first place. Mrs. Aveline was as quiet as a mouse as they packed up. "Who lost?" she asked. "I didn't lose. I fell," Serenity muttered. Mrs. Aveline simply nodded. "And who was right before you?" "Kourtney," she mumbled. "Both of you are on probation until you prove you can be a part of this team. I don't want to hear any complaining. Let's go home." Y/n wasn't surprised she didn't ask about who won.

She never wanted to give credit when it was due. She sat next to Elissa on the ride back and listened to her talk about how she hated how good Lia was at ballet. Y/n felt everyone probably hated Lia. They got back the same time they left yesterday. Serenity seemed angrier than usual about being on probation. Y/n guessed this had to be her fifth time on probation.

She sluggishly dragged her feet through the gate and to the right in the direction of the dormitories. She assumed Iwaizumi whispered good night, but her sugar rush had slowed down hours before. Lia was in their bathroom putting her hair in a bun and all Y/n could manage was putting on her bonnet and crashing on her bed.

Part. 8

pairing: iwaizumi x black!fem reader

synopsis: on pointe! (updated weekly) previous parts in masterlist

word count: 2.3k

type: fanfiction

a/n: i really struggled with the ending here lmao

Y/n woke up around three to a note on the table. Mrs. Aveline took Frankie, Oikawa, and I for ice cream. Elissa agreed to go with you for costumes. Y/n couldn't see how Oikawa nor Frankie could accept that offer. Traitors, she thought. Since she hadn't gotten the chance last night, she hopped in the shower. The warm water hitting her skin helped her to relax.

She turned the water off and wrapped herself up in a towel after stepping out. She texted Elissa to meet her in front of the male dormitory in 45 minutes. The led mirror her mom had bought when she first arrived came in handy while she did her makeup. Since it was just shopping she wore a pink tube top and flared jeans.

She slid on her older cousin's hot pink jelly platform sandals and grabbed her purse. She did a quick once-over in the mirror and left the room. As promised Elissa was out on the male dormitory steps with Carter and Iwaizumi. Her hair was freshly silk pressed and she wore a white beanie. A long sleeved white crop and baggy khaki pants that almost completely covered her shoes was her outfit of choice.

"Hey. I can't believe Oikawa and Frankie took up her offer," Elissa stood up when she saw Y/n. "I expected Lia and maybe Oikawa, but Frankie?" "Oh well. Let's just go find some costumes. I've already found the main pieces for mine." The four headed off campus to the nearby party store. "What are you two going as?" "Princess Peach and Mario. You'll see the costumes tomorrow."

Iwaizumi opened the door to the party store and a wave of cool air greeted them. The store had all sorts of spooky decorations and moving props. The only visible worker seemed uninterested behind the counter as little kids ran around with candy and costumes in hand. The shelves seemed overstuffed despite Halloween being tomorrow. The group walked to the back where there were changing rooms and adult costumes.

Y/n combed through the isles looking for an alien costume with Iwaizumi close behind. "Can we use these?" He held up two spandex alien costumes. "How will we breathe Haji?" He shrugged. "This is the one Oikawa and Lia got." "Fine we'll get it." Iwaizumi grabbed the two costumes and headed for the front counter. Meanwhile Elissa and Carter were looking for accessories.

They had to go to the kids section to find a Mario hat. Carter was glad Elissa had come up with the costumes. He hadn't even had time to take her on a real date yet. The thought had been nagging him since Thursday. He had to practically beg his parents to go out on Halloween and had accidentally mentioned that he was going out with someone so naturally they wanted to meet her.

He watched Elissa grab white gloves for the two of them. "What's on your mind?" she asked him. She ran a few fingers through his dirty blonde hair that reached the base of his neck. He gave her a small smile. "Nothing. Let's keep shopping." They bought the closest shoes they could find to the original character and headed for the front. Iwaizumi and Y/n were already there waiting. Carter offered to pay for everyone despite it being the last of his allowance for the month.

Iwaizumi and Y/n said they were going to take a detour and meet them later. Carter wondered what that was about, but didn't dwell on it much. "Something's bothering you Carter," Elissa stopped and looked dead in his face. "It's nothing you have to worry about," he tried to continue walking. "I think it is." He sighed. Elissa sure was persistent. "It's just about the party. That's all."

"Omg you haven't told your parents?" "I did. Maybe I said more than I should've." "Your being really vague right now. What else is bothering you?" He wanted so badly to say the fact I haven't taken you on a date. "I wanted to hang out with you, but I just blew my allowance." "Just wait till Tuesday when you get a new one. Is that really all?" His parents would kill him if they knew he hadn't made the first move. Or any types of moves at all. She always initiated any type of physical contact.

He nodded. "That's all. Let's go try on our costumes."

Iwaizumi and Y/n were going to have an ice cream party of their own. Iwaizumi wondered why Oikawa had even accepted the offer. He couldn't let that ruin his day however. Tomorrow was finally the day he'd been waiting for all summer. The pair reached their destination. A corner store. The freezer with all the ice cream was right by the door on the right side. They gained a few odd stares from other patrons as they gathered all the ice cream they could.

From bars, to sandwiches, to cones, to pints of ice cream; they set it all on the counter. The attendant raised an eyebrow, but rang them up. Iwaizumi and Y/n split the bill and grabbed the bags. They left the building and sat on the sidewalk out front. "I bet Oikawa isn't eating this much ice cream right now." Y/n took her first bite of a twisted chocolate and vanilla cone.

Iwaizumi agreed and opened one of the pints of ice cream. They obviously couldn't finish it all and began giving it away to kids passing by until all of the ice cream was gone. "We should get back. I bet Mrs. Aveline is back by now," Iwaizumi suggested. Y/n nodded and they walked the eight blocks back to their school.

After walking up the main steps and going through the administrative building, they reached the main campus. Students were sprawled out everywhere practicing. Iwaizumi and Y/n headed to the female dormitory. There were lots of people on the first floor, chatting, stretching, and doing whatever they like before the big party.

Lia was nowhere to be found in Y/n's dorm which meant she had to be in Oikawa's. Iwaizumi took the costume out of the packaging and went into the bathroom to change. He noticed their bathroom was significantly cleaner and had more lotions and shampoos. He quickly changed and left the bathroom.

Iwaizumi was surprised he could see out the costume and even more surprised he could breathe. He saw Y/n in her costume sitting on her bed. She giggled. "Who're you texting?" "Lia." "What's so funny?" "Nothing. Tomorrow's going to be veeery interesting." Iwaizumi thought Y/n was acting really weird especially since she was agreeing with Lia. He took off the costume and changed back into regular clothes. As he was heading out, Lia was heading in. She had various bags and when asked about it she simply laughed.

Iwaizumi left the two girls alone and could only wonder what they were up to.

"Kourtney c'mon we kissed. You can't deny it now." Kourtney turned the other way. She twirled her hair around her finger. "All I'm asking is that you go with me," Serenity gave her a genuine smile. Kourtney knew this was bad. She knew Serenity had an addiction problem and was extremely toxic. She took Serenity's hand. "Sure. I'll go with you." "Great. Let's go get dressed." Serenity took Kourtney to her dorm.

Elissa was still sleeping when they arrived. Serenity yapped about how pretty Kourtney was while she was doing Kourtney's makeup. Kourtney knew she was just saying that to convince her more. This wasn't the first time she'd been wrapped around Serenity's finger. She grabbed her handheld mirror and pushed it into Kourtney's hand. "Don't you look so pretty?" Kourtney nodded in agreement.

"Your dress is hanging up in the bathroom. Hurry though cause I need to use the sink for the hair wax." Kourtney peered in the bathroom to find a bodysuit that looked like it was made out of leaves with a green sheer piece that connected at the waist and had the leaves spread out on it. There wasn't a full length mirror in the bathroom so she had to step out to see herself.

Serenity was busy doing makeup and didn't notice Kourtney come out. After twirling in the mirror a few times she sat next to Serenity. Serenity glanced at her. "You look pretty. I'm going to take a while." Kourtney nodded and glanced around the room. It wasn't her first time here. The windows were always open and the wet rags by the window were turning dry. Serenity must've been smoking earlier.

Kourtney watched Elissa's sleeping figure. She wore a shirt that was way too big and she wondered where'd she got it. Serenity suddenly got up and went into the bathroom. Kourtney was scrolling mindlessly on her phone when a sudden noise scared her. "Kourtney? What time is it?" "Like eight forty-five why?" "Fuck how long was I sleeping?" The sun was already beginning to go down and they hadn't even left yet.

Kourtney watched Elissa grab a pink dress from the closet and set it on her bed. Serenity emerged from the bathroom with her hair split dyed red and black in two pigtails. She had a spiky black choker that Kourtney didn't remember Harley wearing. She had fishnets up to her chest with a split black and red cropped tank with the black and red diamonds on either side.

The shorts were also split black and red but were opposite of the shirt. The shorts barely covered her ass. Typical Serenity. She had the split gloves and socks with regular black combat boots. "Let's go Kourtney." "I can't even get a hi?" Elissa asked." "Hey. Now let's go." Kourtney gave Elissa a sympathetic look and followed Serenity.

Elissa rolled her eyes. Kourtney was so scared of Serenity. Serenity knew better then to treat that poor girl like that, but that was none of Elissa's business. Elissa took a quick shower and brushed her teeth. She was admiring her reflection in the mirror when her phone buzzed. Carter had texted her. She quickly responded and put on her dress. Someone knocked on her door and before she could answer, she already heard the door open.

"Elissa c'mon. We're about to leave," the voice sounded like Y/n. Elissa finished putting on her accessories and carefully opened the bathroom door. Y/n and Lia were right outside it. They wore matching iridescent tube tops and skirts with green body paint. Lia had even dyed her hair a silvery color with glitter pieces. "I thought you guys were wearing spandex suits." "There was a change in plans," Lia explained.

The three headed out the female dormitory and towards the train station. It was extremely crowded because of Halloween night and Carter's house was all the way out in the suburbs. The train stopped and they got off. Elissa lead the way to a neighborhood with beautiful front lawns and huge driveways. They stopped in front of a house with a huge wraparound porch.

Carter was anxiously pacing the porch while waiting for them outside. "I didn't think you'd show." He greeted Elissa with a kiss on the cheek. "Serenity woke me up late." Elissa rolled her eyes. Carter led them inside down a winding hallway and down the stairs. Shots were being passed around while the music blared. Lia went off to find Oikawa while Y/n and Elissa headed off to dance.

"I didn't think you were serious about having a girlfriend." "Brittany you scared the fuck out of me." Brittany was nearly as tall as Carter and they had been childhood friends for years. Brittany went to one of the local high schools however. Tonight she was dressed as Cassie from Euphoria, already possessing the blonde hair and cheer uniform. "Why would I lie about having a girlfriend?" "I don't know you're just sorta shy?" "I'm not shy." "You are around girls. And let me be the first to tell you. You have a really pretty girl." "I am not shy around girls." "Did you make the first move?" Carter ignored Brittany's question.

He knew she was smiling to herself under the dim lighting. "Who wants to play Never Have I Ever?" Brittany screamed loudly. The crowd erupted in hoots and hollers and those who wanted to participate sat around in a circle. Carter sat in between Elissa and Ronald, one of his friends from school, for the game. He noticed he didn't see Y/n and Iwaizumi but didn't focus on it. Drinks were passed around in the standard red plastic cups and the game began.

At first it was simple stuff like cheating on a test, but then it got amplified to stuff like never have I ever had a threesome. He watched Elissa drink more then he had expected her too. "Carter your friend Brittany is so fun. You should've introduced me sooner." Brittany shot him a wicked grin when Elissa said this.

The party had been too loud for Iwaizumi to get his point across to Y/n. They snuck out the back door and were now sitting on the edge of Carter's pool dipping their toes into the water. "I've been meaning to tell you something and I haven't gotten the chance yet, so I figured now would be a good time," Iwaizumi stared directly into Y/n's eyes.

"What is it Hajime?" "I wanna be your boyfriend." Iwaizumi waited a few seconds for her reaction. He opened his mouth to speak just as Y/n kissed him. Her tongue explored his throat as she cupped his face. She pulled away and gazed into his eyes. "Shall we head back?" Y/n nodded and the two went back inside