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requested by LittlePureWolf ! I hope this ones good hun!!
i believe, compared to iwaizumi, I'd be tiny (I'm 5'4 (162.56 cm according to google) so yeah)
but my god to be crushed by iwaizumi's arms 🥴
also note: (f/f) is favorite food
presented by: casual iwa that I would hug in a heartbeat

"Hajimeeeee~!"

"In my room babe!" Iwaizumi shouted back, in the middle of doing push-ups. He heard his bedroom door open and close, then felt a tap on his shoulder. He looked up and smiled, happy to see (M/N) leaning down next to him. He leaned up and kissed the boy's lips, chuckling as he pulled away. "What's up sugar cube?" He asked, returning to his push-ups.

"I'm bored, so I just wanted to hang out!" (M/N) replied, sitting down next to Iwaizumi and watching. "Are you gonna be doing this for long?"

"Well I just got started, so yeah," Iwaizumi chuckled. (M/N) pouted and sighed. "Sorry babe. I promise, I'll give you all my time when I'm done."

(M/N) perked up and smiled. "Yay!" He cheered. Then, he tapped his chin. "What if I make this more fun?" He suggested. Before Hajime could protest, the small teen stood up and promptly sat on his back, crossing his legs with a smile. "If I fit, I sit."

"Get off-!" Iwaizumi tried to argue as he pushed his arms up again, about to stand. But when he realized that his boyfriend wasn't that heavy, he stopped and shrugged. "Whatever. More of a workout for me," he chuckled and continued doing his pushups.

"Woo! One!" (M/N) giggled, pulling out his phone and starting to record. "Two! Three! Four! Five!" He counted each push-up, which stroked Hajime's ego. "Hajime, you're so strong~"

"If you're trying to seduce me, it won't work."

"I wasn't! At least, not right now~"

Hajime laughed and continued to do his pushups. He and (M/N) held cute, casual conversation as he finished up, stopping after around eighty pushups. (M/N) got off his back, then helped him to his feet. "You're so handsome Hajime," he giggled, standing on his toes and pecking Iwa's lips.

"And you're adorable," Hajime returned, softly kissing the boy's forehead. (M/N) giggled and blushed, then hid his face in his chest. "How does some (F/F) sound?"

"Absolutely perfect! You're the best!" (M/N) praised, jumping onto Hajime's back. "Onward, loyal boyfriend! Yip yip!"

"I will not hesitate to drop you on the floor (M/N)," Hajime smirked as he carried the smaller boy down the stairs and to the kitchen. He set him down on the counter, then got to cooking. Every now and then, he'd glance back at (M/N), who was happily playing a game on his phone. He smiled. He loved his boyfriend; he really was perfect.
In comparison to Iwaizumi, who was tall and buff, (M/N) was tiny and soft. Everyone usually compares them to a celebrity and his overprotective body guard, and honestly, they weren't too far off. And for some reason, Hajime found (M/N)'s shortness comforting. It made him feel comfortable and happy.

He finished cooking the (F/F) and served it, turning to give (M/N) his bowl. But he was surprised to see nobody behind him. "Babe, where'd you go?! The food'll go cold!" He shouted, setting the bowl down and starting to eat.

"Coming! I just got cold, so I went to change!"
Hajime looked up to see (M/N) bouncing down the stairs in different clothing. Instead of his shorts and t-shirt, he was in his boxers and one of Hajime's long sleeved shirts. Since he was smaller, the sleeves dangled off his arms, and the hem of the shirt hung over his soft (S/C) thighs.

"W-What?! In my shirt?!" Iwaizumi exclaimed, blushing. (M/N) nodded happily, taking his bowl and moving to sit down at the table. Iwaizumi sighed, but soon smiled and joined him. "Fine.. but you can't steal this one. Soon, I might not have any shirts left to wear."

"Is that such a bad thing~?" (M/N) smoothly replied, earning a nudge from Iwaizumi. He giggled and continued to eat, smirking a little. "Mhm~! It's so good!" He remarked, making sure to slip in a few sultry noises. Iwaizumi stiffened up, sending him a dirty look. "You're such a good boyfriend Hajime~"

"If you're trying to get me riled up, it won't work today babe," Iwaizumi shot him down, smirking and closing his eyes. (M/N) whined and shoved another bit of (F/F) in his mouth, leaning on his palm. "Why are you being so clingy today? Did something happen?"

"No! I just want your love Hajime!" (M/N) exclaimed, kicking his legs childishly. "Don't you love me?! Your adorable, short, perfect boyfriend?!"

"You're starting to sound like Trashykawa," Iwaizumi commented. (M/N) frowned and sighed, shutting up. He finished his food and stood up, quietly putting the bowl in the sink before walking to the couch and curling into a ball. "(M/N)?" Iwaizumi called out, but only to get no response. He sighed and finished eating, then walked to the couch and leaned over the back of it. He wrapped his arms around (M/N)'s shoulders, pressing his face into the crook of the boy's neck. "I'm sorry. You don't remind me of Trashykawa; you're way better than him."

"That's what I thought!" (M/N) giggled, cheering up and standing on the couch. He leaped on to Hajime, who grunted and caught him with ease. "Now, I demand to be cuddled and carried all day! Understood?!"

"Yes sir," Iwaizumi laughed, peppering (M/N)'s cheeks with kisses. "Wanna watch a movie?" He asked, walking around the couch and taking a seat.

(M/N) shook his head and turned in Hajime's lap, so they were face to face. "Can we just kith?" He giggled, poking his fingers together like a shy boy. "And cuddle? Pwease?" He asked, batting his eyelashes cutely.

"Fine, but only if you stop doing that stupid shit," Iwaizumi laughed. (M/N) squealed and nodded, kissing along Hajime's jaw line. The ace began to rub his thumbs against the skin beneath (M/N)'s shirt - well, his shirt - and smiled, humming contently. He grabbed his phone and turned on some music, since he knew (M/N) hated silence. But he kept the volume low; he still wanted to hear his boyfriend's noises.

(M/N) laid his hands on Hajime's chest, resting his head in the crook of the ace's shoulder for a moment. Then, he laid soft butterfly kisses across Hajime's collarbone. Meanwhile, Hajime's warm hands shifted up and rested on (M/N)'s back, pressing against the cold skin. His fingers traced over every bump, scratch, scar, bruise. No, (M/N) wasn't being abused or anything - he was just a hormonal teenager. They were acne bumps, scratches and scars, the bruises being painted from his clumsiness that kicked in every so often.

"Mhm," (M/N) hummed as Hajime's finger ran over a knot in his muscle. "Righhhhht there. Oh, you're perfect Iwa," he praised. Iwaizumi laughed softly and mumbled a thanks, massaging the knot until it was relaxed. "Hajime? I don't really bother you, do I?" He whispered, glancing up at the tan jawline he laid beneath.

Hajime's ministrations on (M/N)'s back stopped, to his dismay. He looked down, eyes wide. "Of course not sugar cube," he replied, hand pulling out and gently cupping (M/N)'s cheek. "You're perfect. Are you a bit overwhelming? Yeah, but I love that. I need it sometimes - and not in the annoying way like Oikawa is," he smirked. (M/N) giggled, nuzzling into his hand. "I love you for you. Okay?"

"Okie dokie!" (M/N) chirped. He went back to kissing Hajime's jawline, but the ace resisted. "Huh?"

Iwaizumi lifted (M/N) up, hands tightly gripping his bottom to make it so they were at eye-level. (M/N) blushed, eyes traveling to Iwaizumi's strong arms as they held him up. But his attention went back to his boyfriend's face - well, more like his head. Hajime had began to kiss along (M/N)'s neck, but not leaving any marks behind. "I love you so much," he whispered, looking back up with a love-struck smile.

(M/N) felt his heart melt and cooed, hiding his face in his hands. For some reason, he felt the same way he had years ago, when he and Hajime had first met. How could he ever forget that feeling?

"Hey, wh-! Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't see ya there!"

"Yeah yeah, make short jokes, meanie!"

"I wasn't making short jokes- I really didn't! I'm sorry!"

(M/N) giggled at the thought. Man, had he always been so feisty? "Why are smiling for, huh?" Iwaizumi cracked a smile as well, now kissing the bridge of his boyfriend's nose.

"I just remembered when we met- we were so young and tiny!"

"You've always been tiny though~"

"HAJIME!" (M/N) shrieked in a gasp, hitting his fists against Iwaizumi's chest. Hajime began to cackle and tease the boy, who just whined and complained. "That's it! You're going down!"

"Eh-?!" Hajime yelled, but it was too late. (M/N) had slammed him on to the couch, head hitting the arm rest. "Ow! What are you-?! NO NO (M/N) NOT MY FEET NOT MY FEET-!" He hollered as (M/N) reached down and began tickling his feet. "NOOOO, YOU LIL FUCKIN' GREMLIN! AJAKOAMSk-!"

(M/N) laughed victoriously, taking in the moment to cherish. People may think he and Hajime are an odd match, but he wouldn't have it any other way. And Hajime felt the same way; he didn't care if (M/N) was a shortie. He was his shortie.

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im sorry this took so long, and that it's so short!! i've been distracted with my final geometry test, and my final gen paper project- plus i think i finally like someone again? after a long time?

also im gonna do a face reveal once i reach 500 followers so uhm yeah 😗✌️✨

next up: terushima x femboy! male reader! (another request!)