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promise | iwaoi

short haikyuu fanfic, 1.2k wc!

tropes: unrequited love, angst. pairing: iwaizumi hajime x oikawa toru. i don’t really like this but enjoy!!

iwaizumi hajime has never liked making promises. he tells himself it’s because they’re too childish, but, really, he’s just afraid of breaking one. that’s why he only makes promises when he’s sure he can go through with it. thus, the few he does make, he makes sure to remember. 

that’s why he hasn’t forgotten the promise he made to oikawa nearly a decade ago. he remembers exactly how it happened, too.

they were walking out of the gym together after another grueling practice. it was silent, and iwaizumi was savoring the scent of the night air and the feeling of the breeze against his skin. he was startled when oikawa suddenly spoke up next to him. 

“hey, iwa-chan, will you make me a promise?”

iwaizumi raised his brow at the spontaneity of the question, indicating for him to elaborate further. 

“don’t look at me like that!” oikawa whined, “i just wanted to ask you to be the best man at my wedding.”

iwaizumi hesitated for just an instant as he considered the question. it wouldn’t be difficult to fulfill, as he was sure that oikawa would keep contact with him even after they’d part ways after high school.

“sure.”

oikawa’s face, which previously held a pleading expression, broke into a wide grin, and iwaizumi couldn’t stop himself from smiling a little at the sight. 

now, as he stared at the wedding invitation on his nightstand, all he could think was that he had never regretted a decision more. 

the top of the envelope read, in handwriting once so familiar to iwaizumi, “oikawa tooru and furukawa hana request the pleasure of your company at their wedding on april 24th. see disclosed letter for more information.”

as he skimmed the information on the letter, his mind wandered back to the night oikawa first introduced his soon-to-be wife to him. 

it was at one of their annual reunions. after their graduation, things had gotten busy for the both of them, but they still tried to make time to meet up occasionally.

iwaizumi waited outside the restaurant as he checked the time on his phone. the location had been chosen by oikawa, and it was more extravagant than usual. likely because  he’d just landed another profitable modeling gig.

he couldn’t help but feel a little left behind. he was still in college, and while he wasn’t struggling financially, he didn’t feel like he had too much going for him. he wasn’t even sure about what he wanted to do as his career. meanwhile, oikawa was competing professionally and modeling for renowned brands across the world. 

his thoughts were interrupted by oikawa’s voice calling his name. he looked up to greet him, but paused when he saw an unfamiliar figure standing next to oikawa. 

recognizing the questioning expression on iwaizumi’s face, he cleared his throat and said, “this is my girlfriend, hana. hana, this is iwaizumi, my best friend.” 

as iwaizumi said his greetings, he took in the woman’s appearance. she was pretty, and the polite smile she gave him was enough explanation for him as to why oikawa liked her. 

he was happy, or at least he should’ve been, that his best friend had found his special someone. but he felt a discomfort in his stomach, one that lingered there for the rest of the meal that they shared together. 

he thought about it a lot that night, after he returned to his apartment. he thought about how many relationships oikawa had been in in the past, and how none of them ever ended up going anywhere. he found himself thinking, possibly even hoping, that this time would be the same as all the previous ones. 

he pushed the thought out of his head as quickly as it came, but a small part of it stayed, giving him just a sliver of hope. for what, exactly, he wasn’t sure.

it became clear over the next few months that that wasn’t the case. she went to almost all of their annual meetups, and the two of them seemed to only be getting closer and more in love. 

the nauseous feeling in his stomach during the meals they shared only got worse as well, and the indigestion he’d get afterwards became unbearable.

he told himself that the feeling was jealousy; he was just jealous that oikawa had found his person and he hadn’t yet, that he needed to get a girlfriend of his own. 

he began intentionally missing their get-togethers. just a few every once in a while, then not going to any of them all together. iwaizumi convinced himself it was because he needed to focus on college and his career path, and that oikawa was getting busy as well.

he’d gone on many blind dates in the time period following, hoping to find a partner. but he didn’t click with any of them, couldn’t bring himself to feel anything. so he gave up, despite his best efforts.

the memory of his promise to oikawa hung around in the back of his head like an annoying pest, and he hoped, even prayed, that it wouldn’t become an obligation he’d have to fulfill in the near future.

but, of course, fate is cruel. 

as he reached the bottom of the invitation, he noticed a small note, written by none other the groom himself.

“you promised you’d come. we’re expecting to see you there!” followed by a messy winky face, identical to the one oikawa would make when he got caught for doing or saying something stupid. 

he sat on the side of his bed, staring at the letter for what felt like an eternity, daring it to vanish into thin air with his mind. he contemplated not going hundreds of times, and reread oikawa’s message an even greater number of times. 

in the end, he’d find himself going to the nearest tailor’s shop to get himself a suit a week later. april 24th was only getting closer, after all.

when he arrived at the venue, and saw the familiar wide grin that spread across oikawa’s face when he saw him, iwaizumi knew it was worth it. 

when they made small talk as if they hadn’t not spoken in almost a year, and oikawa patted his back as he said, “let’s catch up sometime, i’ve missed you,” iwaizumi knew he would’ve regretted missing it. 

when he stood side by side with the groom at the altar and watched the his love-filled expression and watery eyes as the bride walked down the aisle, he realized that all this time, he wasn’t just jealous of their relationship. it wasn’t a competitive feeling like envy like he’d thought it was. no, in reality, he was simply in love with oikawa toru.

when they kissed after the officiant finished his speech, he made a second promise to oikawa: he would never let him find out he was in love with him.

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idiot | suna rintarō

suna rintaro x reader :3 wc: 2.7k

tropes: unrequited love, childhood friends to lovers, kinda oblivious reader a/n: sunas probably ooc, i cant write nonchalant men srry. also NOT proofread so sorry if there r mistakes :p

you first met suna when you were both just 7 years old. you were introduced to him by the twins, who happened to be your neighbors at the time. 

the interaction didn’t feel like it was anything out of the ordinary, but looking back on it, maybe it was the start of it all. 

“hi! my name’s y/n l/n! i’ve heard a lot about you from tsumu and samu! let’s be good friends from now on, ‘kay?” 

what could he possibly do but accept? there was no way he could reject you, not with the toothy grin you flashed at him and the tight hug you enveloped him in right after. 

that was how he first got pulled into your orbit. 

from that point on, you, him, and the twins were practically inseparable. you went on adventures together everyday, catching bugs, riding your bikes, playing pranks on your parents, etc. 

while most of the time, it seemed as though he was just being dragged along, he couldn’t deny that he had fun. 

even though the twins were as annoying as ever, he didn’t actually mind you. he didn’t mind getting sneak attacked by your snowballs when it snowed in the winter, and he didn’t mind listening to you sing loudly and out of tune into the fan during the summer. 

to say the least, he found you bearable. 

he began noticing a change when he was 13, at the start of a new school year. the four of you hung out frequently, almost everyday during school hours and afterschool. yet, something had changed about the dynamic of this friend group that he couldn’t quite place.

maybe it was the way your gaze would linger on atsumu’s for longer than usual. maybe it was the way atsumu would trip over his words when you showed up. maybe it was the way it seemed like you and atsumu were slowly drifting away from him and osamu into you two’s own little world. maybe, just maybe, it was the way what used to be plans that were shared by the four of you became one on one hangouts between you and atsumu.

perhaps that’s why it didn’t shock him when you two announced that you were dating just a few weeks later. 

he couldn’t blame you for falling for him. after all, atsumu was charming, funny, talented, and treated you well. why wouldn’t you?

unfortunately, this fact didn’t stop the uneasy feeling that settled in his chest for weeks after. 

he passed it off as a side effect of the summer heat. 

when you were 15, you were arguing with atsumu almost everyday. most of the time it was just stupid stuff, like him being late to a date or leaving you on read. when he got more invested in volleyball, however, he began spending less and less time with you.

the arguments only got worse and worse. at some point, suna was sure you two were going to break up, but you never did.

one summer night, you two were eating ice cream at local convenience store. it was like any other conversation of you two’s at the time: you complaining about atsumu and him quietly listening. 

“what should i do, rin? he’s so frustrating… it doesn’t even seem like he’s wants to be with me anymore! all he ever talks about volleyball… i mean, does he even like ME anymore? maybe he’s just too busy for a relationship.”

he stared at the moon as he listened to you ramble. it was strangely beautiful tonight. he wanted to take out his phone and snap a picture, but he knew you’d get upset. 

“why don’t you just break up with him?”

he had interrupted you abruptly, so he expected you to reprimand him. instead, you went completely silent.

he turned to look at you, expecting an answer, but was surprised by what he saw. 

you were covering your face with your hands, but there was no way he could mistake the tears welling up in your eyes for anything else.

“i know, i mean, i’ve considered it so many times. i’m an idiot, i know, but i,” you blubbered, hiccupping as you spoke, “i don’t want to leave him.”

it was silent for a few seconds, and when you looked up at him, he was watching you carefully. 

“why?”

you looked down again and swallowed before replying. “because i love him, suna. i love him so much, i can’t imagine being without him. i know it might just be because i’m young and stupid, but i don’t want to give up on us.”

you were slightly startled by the comforting touch of his head on your head, patting you as if you were a pet. 

“things will work out. atsumu loves you too, he’s just an idiot. don’t doubt yourself, dumbass.”

you choked out a laugh as you wiped your tears. 

“thanks, rin. i’m so glad you’re my best friend.”

you gave him your signature toothy grin, and his heart did the thing, just as it always did when you smiled at him, and just as he always would, he’d brush it off as him being sick. man, he really needed to get this heart problem checked out.

even as you continued your rant about your incompetent boyfriend, suna wondered how, even with your puffy eyes and red nose, you managed to look like that. how the moonlight perfectly traced your features, as if gently kissing every aspect of your face.  

perhaps he’d known it for a while, but was in denial, that he felt something for you that a best friend shouldn’t. but what could he do? 

you were in love with atsumu, and this was an absolute. a fact of life, just like how humans needed air to live and the sky was blue. 

when you were 17, your relationship had gotten past the arguing stage and was relatively stable. you went every game of inarizaki’s that you could, cheering for them from the sidelines.

there was one particular game that stuck with suna. it was a victory in a difficult game against karasuno. 

after the game, he saw you running up to him, and spread his arms, ready to receive your hug. 

but it wasn’t him you were running to. it was atsumu. it wasn’t his hug to receive. it was atsumu’s. you ran past him, jumping into atsumu’s arms, and he spun you around as you congratulated him with kisses. 

he’d remember that moment forever, because it’d serve as a reminder that it would never be him, and that he shouldn’t ever get his hopes up.

when he was 18, he received a text from you that would end your 11 year friendship. you two had been distant for a while, so it shouldn’t have been too surprising. 

“hey, suna. we’ve been friends for so long, and it breaks my heart to do this to us, but i don’t think we should be friends anymore. atsumu doesn’t want me being too close to any guys, which is understandable, so i think it’s only right of me to do this. i’m sorry, and i wish you the best. i hope you’ll remember me as your best best friend :)”

he considered calling you, but stopped himself. what did he want from you? an explanation? you’d already given him one. there wasn’t anything he could do. 

he buried himself in volleyball to force himself to forget you, what you two had, or rather, what he had for you. it worked, for a while, until he received a sudden call from an unknown number on his 22nd birthday. 

he was out with his team, getting drinks at a bar. he probably would’ve declined, if not for the gut feeling that rose in his stomach when he saw the number. so he stepped out and answered.

“hello? ri- oops, suna, is that you?”

he swore he felt his heart rate accelerate as soon as he heard your voice through the speaker. 

“yeah, it’s me. is this y/n?” you’d gotten a new number, he noted. 

“yes, i know, this is sudden and weird, and i don’t want to intrude, but i know it’s your birthday, so i just wanted to say happy birthday. i hope you’re doing well. i know it’s not my place to say this, so i’m sorry-“

you were rambling, just as you always did when you were stressed or nervous. it made him a little happy, knowing you hadn’t changed.

“it’s okay,” he interrupted, “thank you for that. i’m doing well. how are you?”

he’d spend the next hour on the phone with you, catching up on your lives, until one of his teammates popped his head out of the restaurant and asked if he was coming back in.

“i’m definitely ruining your birthday night huh? i’m so sorry, i’ll let you get back to that. but, if it’s okay, would you like to meet up sometime? i’ll text you, if it’s okay?”

“yeah, sure.”

“happy birthday, rin!” was all he heard before you hung up. the nickname gave him a rush of nostalgia, one that warmed his insides.

he went back inside the bar with a stupid grin on his face that he couldn’t wipe off, one that would get him teased by his teammates for the rest of the night.

a week later, he finds himself in a cozy cafe near his house that he never knew existed, pretending to browse the weather app on his phone as he waits. 

he’s so nervous he doesn’t even notice you until you sit down directly in front of him, setting down your bag with dozens of clinking keychains attached. 

you laugh as you see him visibly startle. “it’s just me, suna. sorry i’m a little late. how long’ve you been waiting for?”

“just a few minutes, don’t worry.”

he pauses to take in your appearance. you’re as beautiful as ever. you seem more mature now (how stupid, you’re both adults now after all), but he can still see glimpses of your much younger self in the smile you give him. 

he snaps himself out of his trance when you speak up, “i know all i’ve been doing since we started talking again is apologizing, but i’m genuinely sorry, suna. i shouldn’t have done that to you. i threw away our friendship like it was nothing. i told myself it was for the better, that atsumu needed me, and i wanted to be the best girlfriend for him. but i’ve since realized how naive i was.” you pause, thinking back to your nearly ten year relationship. he sees something in your eyes he didn’t when you two were together, and suna can’t stop himself from asking. 

“are you two… still together?” 

you can almost laugh at how hesitant he sounds, like he’s trying not to step on a landmine. 

“no, we’re not. we broke up a year ago, and i’ve realized it was for the better.” when you see his questioning gaze, you continue, “i feel like most of our relationship, i was basically living for him. i centered my life around him. i lost friends and hobbies all for a guy who i know now cares more about volleyball than he could about anybody. i’m the biggest idiot in the world.” 

you feel the tears coming back to you, but you force them down. you’re here to apologize, not to make an even bigger fool of yourself.

“you’re not an idiot, y/n. you found something great, and you just wanted to treasure it. it’s his fault he couldn’t appreciate that.”

as he says this, he gives you an adoring smile, as if saying he thinks you’ve hung the moon and stars, and you feel your heart swoon a little at the sight. 

“do you.. accept my apology? i know we might not be able to go back to the way we were before, but can we at least be friends again? as selfish as this may seem, i miss what we had, suna.”

“i’m sorry, i don’t think i can do that, y/n.”

a feeling of dejection washes you, but you do your best to quickly brush it off. 

“i understand. again, i’m sorry. i’m glad we had the chance to catch up, though. i should leave now-“

“you misunderstood. i can’t be just friends with you. the reason i wanted to catch up with you wasn’t so we could just be friends.”

the next words he says are the exact ones you never thought he’d say, let alone to you.

“i like you. no, i’m in love with you. it took a while to come to terms with, but i’ve been in love with you since we first became best friends. i thought i’d be able to act normal after seeing you again, that the feeling would fade, but it hasn’t. in fact, it’s only gotten stronger.”

suna thought he’d have trouble saying it, but as soon as it started, the words came out naturally, likely because the feelings he felt for you came just as naturally to him.

“now, if we’re going to be friends, i want it to be with the intention of becoming lovers in the future. i know you’re still getting over him, and you’re not ready, but if you ever think you are and you want to give me a chance, i’m right here.”

“i always have been,” he adds.

you’re speechless, and you swear you feel like your heart is pumping at 200 mph. you’d be lying if you said before you began dating atsumu, you’d never seen him as a potential partner, but that was so long ago and you were just a kid.

“oh. i’m- what? sorry, i’m just really surprised. i don’t know what to say, suna.”

“that’s alright. i’m not expecting anything right now, but in the future, if you’re looking for something, let me be the first option, yeah?”

that night, he feels like a heavy weight has been lifted off his heart. he goes to sleep thinking about how pretty you looked in the cafe.

a couple months later, you two go on your first ever date. it’s a picnic by the river near your house, and it just so happens to be on the day of a lantern festival. you both make wishes as you light your lanterns and set them into the water. he makes a quick wish that your wish will come true, and after he watches as you intently make yours. you look so cute, he can’t help but snap a picture. he should make that his lock screen, he decides.

he asks you out officially just a few months later. it happens during a romantic, candlelit dinner at his house. you’re a little drunk from the wine, so you start crying about how considerate he is and how much you like him, pulling him into a tight hug. he can’t wipe the stupid smile off his face as he comforts you.

one unsuspecting weekend, suna announces that he’ll be flying you out to one of his official volleyball games. it’s sudden, but you want to support him, so you don’t put up a fight. you’re sitting on the bleachers before the game begins, and it’s so crowded you can barely hear, but there’s no mistaking the way the announcer calls your name. you look at suna questioningly, and he gestures for you to come down. when you finally make it down onto the court, all his teammates are standing off to the side. as you get closer to suna, he smiles, and it’s so bright that you can’t help but smile back. 

he then gets down on one knee, and you swear your heart almost explodes on the spot. before he can finish his question, you jump on him, enveloping him in a hug that ends up with you on top of him on the ground. as the tears well up in your eyes, you watch as he slides the ring on your finger intently, and you realize you must have been an idiot to not notice him all this time.

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