IwaNi

This a drabble that is me x Iwaizumi.

Doichi gave me the idea. 

I've already wirtten a NiOi one (me and Oikawa). 

I was going to do some serious updates today but I got lazy....

//sorry 

Oh and I decided to make this SUPER angsty 

once again, sorry

//

"Hajime," Nika asks suddenly, with their grip on Iwaizumi's hand tightening. "Do you love me?" Despite the fact that they are waiting patiently for an answer, Iwaizumi can tell that they are nervous... 

That they are nervous, and that they probably have a feeling... A feeling thath is love for them is fake. 

In his defense, he thought his love for Nika was real at first. 

In the beginning, Nika's smile made his heart flutter. 

In the beginning, Nika's laughter made him smile. 

In the beginning, he loved the sound of Nika's voice. 

However, after he saw Oikawa give his girlfriend a promise ring, Iwaizumi realized something... He is using Nika as a substitute. He is using Nika as a subsitute for Oikawa. 

He likes their smile because their smile because it is similar to Oikawa's. 

He likes their laughter because it sounds similar to Oikawa's musical laughter. 

He likes their voice because it sounds like Oikawa's sweet voice.

With Nika, he can pretend that he is in a relationship with his true love... With his volleyball obsessed, idiotic, but none the less beautiful love. 

"And you better tell the truth," Nika quietly adds, and after a brief moment of silence, they let go of Iwaizumi's hand. Iwaizumi's hand that had felt so good against theirs...

But it also felt bad. 

After all, Nika couldn't help but notice the way Iwaizumi gazes at Oikawa... With a sense of longing. Iwaizumi repeatedly opens and closes his mouth... He NEEDS to stay it, yet he can't get himself to say it... To tell Nika the truth. 

More silence. 

More painful silence. 

"You should tell him how you feel,"  Nika says, all the while standing up. Brushing the grass off their pants, they add, "I'm sorry that I'm not him. I sorry that I can't be him... The only thing that I can do is be your friend. I hope that's enough..." 

Iwaizumi doesn't respond... He  just watches them leave....

He can't help but notice how even the way they walk is similar to Oikawa. 

Similar.

They are similar, but different....

He should've known that nothing could compare to the real thing. 

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