“i turned up the heat and it’s still cold,” oikawa whines as he snuggles back under the kotatsu. his feet bump into iwaizumi’s and oikawa takes the opportunity to curl his freezing toes over iwaizumi’s calf.
iwaizumi kicks him.
“ow! iwa-chan!” oikawa yells as he slides his leg out from under the warmth and rubs it. “you brute! be nice! it’s almost the new year you know!”
iwaizumi snorts at him. “you know what they say. new year, same me.” iwaizumi grabs the remote and turns up the volume. he's not really paying attention to the new year's special they have going on, and oikawa knows that too, but it's nice to at least pretend he can drown out oikawa's whining.
“iwa-chan,” oikawa gasps. “i cannot believe you just said that.” iwaizumi turns up the volume higher. "iwa-chan! are you ignoring me? how could you do this, in our own home, just minutes from midnight," oikawa starts, and okay, iwaizumi is definitely blocking him out now. he props his arm up, face in the palm of his hand, and acts like he's deeply interested in the recap of the events that happened during the past year.
oikawa gets up again and tells iwaizumi to scoot over, forcing himself in the space next to iwaizumi. iwaizumi sighs, but oikawa lies his head on iwaizumi's shoulder once he's settled in, and iwaizumi lets him. they sit in silence for a couple of minutes, the buzz of the tv providing comfortable white noise.
"ah," iwaizumi says suddenly and gets up. oikawa falls over with a yelp and yells out "iwa-chan? where are you going?" he doesn't get a response so he shrugs and sits up, taking the remote and flipping through the channels.
iwaizumi returns not too long after with a plate of oranges and he sets it down in front of oikawa then moves into the kotatsu next to him, their knees touching.
"oh right," oikawa says. "can't have new years without our oranges." oikawa picks up an orange and grabs a marker on the other side of the kotatsu. he draws iwaizumi's face on it, surrounded by lots of hearts, and shows it to him. "look iwa-chan. i made you cute."
iwaizumi rolls his eyes and picks up an orange himself and plucks the marker out of oikawa's hands. he scribbles on it and then places the orange in front of oikawa. it's a scrawl of what looks like could be oikawa, if the ends of oikawa's hair pointed 90 degrees upward and his face was the lenny face.
"i can't believe this!" oikawa yells. "you made my face a meme!"
iwaizumi retorts casually with "it's always been a meme." oikawa screams in frustration. he grabs the marker out of iwaizumi's hand and tries to draw on his face as payback but it devolves into an all-out tickle war.
when they come up for air, after oikawa's crushing defeat, iwaizumi grabs their oranges. he smiles at the drawing of himself and then starts to peel it. he peels the rest of them and hands a slice to oikawa when he's done.
"thank you iwa-chan." oikawa leans against iwaizumi again, who kisses the top of his forehead, and pops the slice into his mouth. their home is a little warmer.
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“i turned up the heat and it’s still cold,” oikawa whines as he snuggles back under the kotatsu. his feet bump into iwaizumi’s and oikawa takes the opportunity to curl his freezing toes over iwaizumi’s calf.
iwaizumi kicks him.
“ow! iwa-chan!” oikawa yells as he slides his leg out from under the warmth and rubs it. “you brute! be nice! it’s almost the new year you know!”
iwaizumi snorts at him. “you know what they say. new year, same me.” iwaizumi grabs the remote and turns up the volume. he's not really paying attention to the new year's special they have going on, and oikawa knows that too, but it's nice to at least pretend he can drown out oikawa's whining.
“iwa-chan,” oikawa gasps. “i cannot believe you just said that.” iwaizumi turns up the volume higher. "iwa-chan! are you ignoring me? how could you do this, in our own home, just minutes from midnight," oikawa starts, and okay, iwaizumi is definitely blocking him out now. he props his arm up, face in the palm of his hand, and acts like he's deeply interested in the recap of the events that happened during the past year.
oikawa gets up again and tells iwaizumi to scoot over, forcing himself in the space next to iwaizumi. iwaizumi sighs, but oikawa lies his head on iwaizumi's shoulder once he's settled in, and iwaizumi lets him. they sit in silence for a couple of minutes, the buzz of the tv providing comfortable white noise.
"ah," iwaizumi says suddenly and gets up. oikawa falls over with a yelp and yells out "iwa-chan? where are you going?" he doesn't get a response so he shrugs and sits up, taking the remote and flipping through the channels.
iwaizumi returns not too long after with a plate of oranges and he sets it down in front of oikawa then moves into the kotatsu next to him, their knees touching.
"oh right," oikawa says. "can't have new years without our oranges." oikawa picks up an orange and grabs a marker on the other side of the kotatsu. he draws iwaizumi's face on it, surrounded by lots of hearts, and shows it to him. "look iwa-chan. i made you cute."
iwaizumi rolls his eyes and picks up an orange himself and plucks the marker out of oikawa's hands. he scribbles on it and then places the orange in front of oikawa. it's a scrawl of what looks like could be oikawa, if the ends of oikawa's hair pointed 90 degrees upward and his face was the lenny face.
"i can't believe this!" oikawa yells. "you made my face a meme!"
iwaizumi retorts casually with "it's always been a meme." oikawa screams in frustration. he grabs the marker out of iwaizumi's hand and tries to draw on his face as payback but it devolves into an all-out tickle war.
when they come up for air, after oikawa's crushing defeat, iwaizumi grabs their oranges. he smiles at the drawing of himself and then starts to peel it. he peels the rest of them and hands a slice to oikawa when he's done.
"thank you iwa-chan." oikawa leans against iwaizumi again, who kisses the top of his forehead, and pops the slice into his mouth. their home is a little warmer.