Ship: Iwaizumi Hajime/Oikawa Tooru Fandom: Haikyuu!! Major Tags: None Other Tags: None Word Count: 418
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"Iwa-chan," Oikawa says, picking up a cereal box off the shelf. "Let's get this brand. It says on the box that you get a prize inside."
"Are you twenty four, or just four?" Iwaizumi replies, laughing as he shoves at Oikawa's shoulder. He adds the box to the shopping cart all the same. "That's your one impulse buy for this shopping trip."
"That doesn't count, we actually need cereal," Oikawa protests. "An impulse buy should be something like… like… look at this star-shaped baking pan!"
"You don't bake," Iwaizumi replies, as he keeps pushing the trolley forward. "Cereal with way too much sugar, and a prize. That's your impulse buy."
Oikawa complains all the way home, and refuses point blank to eat the cereal at all, for the way it's betrayed him. Iwaizumi leaves him to his theatrics, taking two bowls out the next morning to pour cereal for them both, knowing that Oikawa's going to eat it anyway.
As he's pouring into Oikawa's bowl, a red, plastic ring falls out of the box. It has a diamond on top, made of clear plastic, and it looks somewhat adjustable. For children. He picks it up with a quiet laugh, taking a better look at it. That's how Oikawa finds him, standing over two bowls of cereal with a ring held between his index and thumb.
"This is your cereal prize," Iwaizumi tells him, holding the ring up.
"I can't believe Iwa-chan is proposing to me," Oikawa says immediately. He holds his hand out. "Only if it fits."
"Please," Iwaizumi snorts, dropping the ring onto the dining table and reaching out, taking Oikawa's hand into his own and pulling on it. "When I propose, it's going to be a lot better than a plastic ring over two bowls of cereal."
"True, there isn't even any milk on the cereal. Or coffee on the table," Oikawa shakes his head, mock solemn, before he turns to Iwaizumi and, in a much softer voice, says, "You said when."
"Well." Iwaizumi feels himself blushing to the very roots of his hair. "It's going to happen, isn't it? I feel like that's just a given fact. We're going to end up—"
"Married," Oikawa says, and smiles so wide that Iwaizumi can't help but do the same. "We'll finally get to do the old married couple thing. Just like what everyone always joked about."
"Yeah," Iwaizumi agrees, and it's ridiculous, just how excited he is to get there. "We will."
FILL: TEAM KAGEYAMA TOBIO/OIKAWA TOORU, G
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: None
Word Count: 418
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"Iwa-chan," Oikawa says, picking up a cereal box off the shelf. "Let's get this brand. It says on the box that you get a prize inside."
"Are you twenty four, or just four?" Iwaizumi replies, laughing as he shoves at Oikawa's shoulder. He adds the box to the shopping cart all the same. "That's your one impulse buy for this shopping trip."
"That doesn't count, we actually need cereal," Oikawa protests. "An impulse buy should be something like… like… look at this star-shaped baking pan!"
"You don't bake," Iwaizumi replies, as he keeps pushing the trolley forward. "Cereal with way too much sugar, and a prize. That's your impulse buy."
Oikawa complains all the way home, and refuses point blank to eat the cereal at all, for the way it's betrayed him. Iwaizumi leaves him to his theatrics, taking two bowls out the next morning to pour cereal for them both, knowing that Oikawa's going to eat it anyway.
As he's pouring into Oikawa's bowl, a red, plastic ring falls out of the box. It has a diamond on top, made of clear plastic, and it looks somewhat adjustable. For children. He picks it up with a quiet laugh, taking a better look at it. That's how Oikawa finds him, standing over two bowls of cereal with a ring held between his index and thumb.
"This is your cereal prize," Iwaizumi tells him, holding the ring up.
"I can't believe Iwa-chan is proposing to me," Oikawa says immediately. He holds his hand out. "Only if it fits."
"Please," Iwaizumi snorts, dropping the ring onto the dining table and reaching out, taking Oikawa's hand into his own and pulling on it. "When I propose, it's going to be a lot better than a plastic ring over two bowls of cereal."
"True, there isn't even any milk on the cereal. Or coffee on the table," Oikawa shakes his head, mock solemn, before he turns to Iwaizumi and, in a much softer voice, says, "You said when."
"Well." Iwaizumi feels himself blushing to the very roots of his hair. "It's going to happen, isn't it? I feel like that's just a given fact. We're going to end up—"
"Married," Oikawa says, and smiles so wide that Iwaizumi can't help but do the same. "We'll finally get to do the old married couple thing. Just like what everyone always joked about."
"Yeah," Iwaizumi agrees, and it's ridiculous, just how excited he is to get there. "We will."