he gently intertwined his fingers with your smaller ones, with your eyes still transfixed onto the movie playing before you. today was the second monthsary of your relationship with iwaizumi hajime.

hajime stared at you wistfully, you could see that from the corner of your eye. thinking he might have something to say, you turned your head, returning his gaze, your eyes wide and curious, yet also... blank.

"do i have something on my face?" you quipped. he shook his head, breaking eye contact.

"no. no, no." he kept repeating tensely, causing your heart to swell up a little bit, and not in the good way.

the thing is, your boyfriend was a semi-confrontational guy: he wanted to ask and he wanted to talk, but the fear and insecurity of hurting you constantly lingered in his mind. he only spoke when he found it completely necessary, to the point it could save lives, or something like that. you didn't mind this, however. you gave him the privacy and the space to sort his thoughts out. but this time, you wanted to know and you wanted to confront. or rather, a gut feeling told you to do so.

the atmosphere was dense with reluctance and other emotions that were clashing with each other simultaneously. anger, sadness, frustration, exasperation, relief? nobody could tell. iwaizumi was wrapped up in his own thoughts and feelings once again while you were staring at him patiently. it's not like the movie you were watching was enjoyable, anyway, and staring at a pretty face for the longest time may or may not have been better than watching some low-budget project.

suddenly, the aforementioned male turned off the tv, suffocating silence instantly filling the air. curiosity and trepidation was a growing fire between the two of you and you could only let out a sigh, breaking him out of his reverie.

"is it true that..." he breathed out; clearly this was painful for him, and while you didn't want to force him to do something he didn't enjoy doing, it was also clear he had something important to say. "... that you're cheating on me?"

your heart stopped momentarily and your curious gaze was replaced with pure shock. your jaw dropped slightly. you had to clear your throat to answer, but even then it took you at least five minutes to respond.

...

...

...

a painful yet relieving answer. your heart began beating normally again, slowly but surely. your lungs could feel air again and your lightheadedness disappeared, along with the misery and burden of having to hide such a secret from such a person.

but iwaizumi's reaction was the complete opposite: his heart clenched in inscrutable agony, it felt like it was about to burst from suffocation; all he could hear in his ears and mind was a deafening, constant ringing, nearly resembling one you'd hear from a heart monitor on flat line. his lungs felt like there was water in them and all thoughts and emotions had dissipated in his head.

a sore lump formed in his throat, but he painfully swallowed it down just so he could speak again. now, his gaze was furious and burning, as he made eye contact with you once again. this shocked you--- for he has never looked at you like that before, ever. you were scared, but you also knew him: he would never resort to violence when it was you.

"no need to say the word, i'll pack my bags." you stood immediately after saying that, heading into the room and filling your backpack and suitcase already while simultaneously calling the lover you have been cheating with.

"hey, tooru? i'm coming over." you chirped so nonchalantly, pissing off your now ex-boyfriend, and also hurting him simultaneously. of all people, you had cheated on his best friend. that made his heart tremble in utter pain and misery.

he watched you walk out the door with all your belongings stuffed in your coloured backpack, slamming the door behind you.

and that was when he broke down completely.

also friendly reminder that NOBODY IS PERFECT and everyone makes mistakes. :> which is why i made reader the bad babe this time hEh