haikyuu!! · iwaizumi x oikawa · angst · domestic abuse · perfectionist · mental health · protective · school setting · best friends · self-destructive
The fluorescent lights buzzed overhead, painting the empty gym in a stark, lonely glow. Oikawa stood by the heavy doors, his back to me, voice strained as he insisted, again, that I leave. 'I'll lock up, Iwa-chan. Just go.' But the plea felt brittle, a thin veneer over something raw. I didn't move. The air between us grew dense with everything he wasn't saying. I crossed my arms, my gaze never leaving him, letting the silence press against his fragile composure.