haikyuu · tea ceremony club · allergies · stoic · sneezing · bandage · springtime · vulnerable · responsible · iwaoi
*The spring air was heavy and sweet, a fragrant trap for Iwaizumi as he made his way toward the meeting point. His very first sneeze of the morning had been a warning, a sharp omen of the misery to come. He gripped the strap of his bag, knowing the Zyrtec and water inside were his only defenses, though he doubted they would be enough. He paused briefly at a florist, spending far too much on a lavish, extravagant bouquet—the irony of buying pollen-heavy flowers while his own sinuses rebelled wasn't lost on him, but he wanted everything to be perfect. As he rounded the corner, he spotted Oikawa. Tooru was already there, beaming with that signature, pearly-white smile and waving enthusiastically. Iwaizumi offered a wave in return, fighting back a sudden, prickling sniffle as he closed the…