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It is around 9 p.m. and Kageyama is already drunk in a bar downtown.
Hinata broke up with him.
No more Hinata for him.
That little shit fall out of love. He still can't believe it, that they ended them after almost 4 fucking years. The dumbass was crying and shouting about how suffocating their relationship was. They were barking at each other, saying hurtful things they didn't mean, or to be honest, they did mean it at some point. Whatever, he almost tears up when Hinata landed the first bitchslap in his face. He doesn't really remember what exactly had happened after, it was fast. He knew he run after the shorter male, he was screaming his name and he earned a cold goodbye, which left him frozen in wherever he was that time. He was about to go home and just die in that empty house maybe, when a bar caught his eyes. Now, with the help of alcohol in his head, he keeps going insane. He doesn't stop glaring at the empty glass, yet now with another fill of beer. He keeps thinking about how Hinata hates him, how everybody hates him, and how he hates himself.
"Fuc..k ... f..u..."
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It is around 9 p.m. when Oikawa decided to go to a bar downtown. He is planning to get drunk, since Iwaizumi broke up with him this morning. They always fight, but this time it was a fight that ends all of their fights. They were calm, like trying to be mature and civil, while talking about how their relationship isn't going to work out anymore. But really, deep inside, Toru wanted to whine and cry out loud but his newest-ex is really tired of him. Somewhere in the years of them being a couple, he knew it, that romance is not for them. He slowly felt it, that he is losing his partner. And finally this day, Iwaizumi seriously had enough of him and grabs his clothes and things out of their apartment. Oikawa, not even in his wildest dream, had imagine a life without Iwaizumi. He cried for like eternity until his tears runs dry. Although he accepted that this is going to be their fate, it still hurts, so much. And right now, he doesn't know what to do with his emotions. The only thing that comes to his mind is to get drown in vodka and find aliens afterwards. Seriously, he is going mad. He is hurting too much but his face force a smile before coming inside the bar.
His brown eyes travels across the room and guess what, after years of burying his volleyball memories...
Still having the usual short straight black hair, parting in the end to showcase a familiar nape. That nape is unforgivable... it's just a nape but it seems... So damn sexy, every vampire will die just to bite it. The shoulders are now broader than before and oh, overall, the body is now more fit, maybe it's more built than his own.
Somewhere in the back of Oikawa's mind, he recalled their bitter rivalry. Ah, yeah he should just stop remembering and find another bar.
Or not. This is a good distraction.
"Sir?"
The guard in his side ask him suddenly, making him snap back to reality.
"Oh sorry..."
He walks inside the bar, he didn't notice he is standing still in the almost middle way from the front door, blocking the passage. He finds an empty seat where he can get a good view of the guy he is staring at. His almost-forgotten-but-cannot-be-forgotten kouhai, Tobio-chan.
Tobio is drunk, it's so obvious. Toru unintentionally smirks, and when he realize it, he frowns. The raven-haired is a mess right now. And is he crying? This is something, rare. Is it because of volleyball? Must be because of volleyball... Wait, is that dork injured? Oikawa is not concerned in anyways but if that's the case then he's the one who can understand it the most. The pain that is too painful, not to be able to play the game he dedicate his life for, just because of body-failure. Before he can even get more deeper in his thoughts, Toru stop thinking because of the scene in front of his eyes making him stand fast from his very own seat.
The idiot Tobio just fell on his chair.
Too drunk.
The crews in the bar is starting to gathered around Tobio and Oikawa has to make his move, and yes, he makes his way to the drunkard bastard. Good thing the other recognize him when he tries to lift him up, saying "Oi...kawa-s...an" in an unrecognizable tone but having that never-gets-old glaring face. And so the crews let him claim the responsibility of his former kouhai.
All for pity's sake. Toru reasons out as he take out Tobio from bar.