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hajime iwaizumi



                          
        when i woke up, my head was pounding like crazy. i winced in pain as i sat up, realizing i was in an unfamilar place. i looked around, noticing oikawa was sitting up starring at me, he was sitting closer to the end of the bed. "O-OIKAWA?" he sighed, rubbing his face. what the hell am i doing in his house... i looked down to see i wasn't in my work suit anymore. no fucking way.
                          
"we-" "oikawa we didnt have sex right? please tell me we didnt have sex" i started to panic, what the fuck did i do?  "wha- NO, no.. we went to the bar last night and you got completely wasted.. so i brought you here instead of taking you home just to be sure you were okay.." he looked away embarssed, making me sigh. "oh," i never get wasted... "but DID YOU CHANGE MY CLOTHES!?" "IM SO SORRY, I DIDNT KNOW IF I SHOULD LET YOU SLEEP IN A SUIT.. i-i'm so sorry". he looked extremley nervous.
                          
I sighed, throwing the covers off of me but oikawa grabbed my wrist. "but I do have something to show you".. he pulled out his phone, and on the screen was a video of me at the bar. "you told me some very personal things last night that i'll never forget".. his words made my heart race.. "I used to do worse than what im doing now.. the photos I take aren't anything compared to my last company.. they did awful things.. in awful ways, they made us-" "okay enough" I shook my head in disgust as I heard myself speak about the unspeakable things I did.. "I SAID ENOUGH DAMNIT, PLEASE!" I yelled as loud as I could, making him look at me with sparkles in his eyes. I bit my tongue as a thick lump was now in my throat. 
                          
"why the fuck were you recording me you fucking creep" I hissed, making his eyes shoot wide open. "huh? oh what, cant talk tough anymore?" I slapped the phone out of his hand and onto the floor. "the FUCK is your prob-" he kissed me hard as I had his shirt balled into my fist, and his hand naturally found its way to my waist. I pulled away once I realized what was happening, and I stared at him with a blank expression. what the fuck. "listen to me, please iwaizumi.." he was breathless as he stared at me. I didn't know what to say, so all I did was nod. "I've been in love with you since the second I saw you.. I've looked up to you for years, and now that I actually get to work with you? I can't... I-" he clenched his jaw, looking away. "you what?" I asked, making his eyes meet mine ,"I can't fucking control myself".
                          
my eyes shot wide open as he started moving closer to me. "you need to be with me iwaizumi.. I promise I could give you everything you've ever dreamed of.." his hand cupped my cheek, making my heart beat uncontrollably fast. what is this feeling? "no you cant," I slapped his hand off my cheek and stood up, looking around for my clothes. he must of realized what I was doing as he said "your clothes are in the dryer to your left, and your shoes are by the door". his voice was completely different ; very sad.. but I didn't care, I just needed to leave as soon as I could.
                          
I quickly got my things together, and locked myself in the hallway bathroom. my face was red as I looked at myself in the mirror... I sighed as I turned the faucet on cold, and splashed my face with the water before changing. my suit was extremely uncomfortable, but I was gonna go straight home anyway so it didn't matter.. when I came out of the bathroom, oikawa was laying in his bed as he faced the opposite direction of me. I sighed, I felt bad.. only because I know what It takes to 'confess your love' to someone, and not get the answer you hoped for..
                          
I didn't think as I walked over to his bed. when I sat down, he looked at me instantly with pleading eyes. "how about this," oikawa sat up and propped himself up on his arms. "you be with me for two months, and ill delete the videos" my eyes shot wide open, was he keeping it for this? when I felt bad for him...
                          
"you don't want to be with me I promise, you don't know who I am oikawa.. and black mail? why?" I looked away with a stinging feeling to my eyes. he gently grabbed my hand, and used his other hand to make me look at him. "I want to be with you iwaizumi.. all i can feel is greed when I look at you.. and I don't know if there's anything you could tell me that would change the way I feel about you" I felt a warm feeling as he told me that, a feeling ive never felt before. I stood up from the bed, and held a serious look on my face when I spoke. "okay," i sighed ,"two months" I held my hand out to shake on it, and he did.
                          
two months for him to delete the blackmail videos? it shouldn't be too bad, right?