you hear iwaizumi’s footsteps follow yours as you walk out your office building.
it’s awfully strange. it's been months since you've seen your ex boyfriend, and for some reason, he's right here, carrying your bags, just like how he used to when you were still together.
iwaizumi was back in town for the week, and he randomly sent a message to you, asking whether he can meet you after work to walk you home. you brushed it off, thinking it's just some kind of prank. but really, you were kind of hoping to see him too.
you swore you'll be over him, that you'll forget the heartbreak you've endured for the past years, and the searing pain you felt when you recalled how iwaizumi desperately waits at your front door, pleading to fix your relationship, where both of you can talk about it and be okay again.
"i'm sorry, honey, please let's just talk-"
"you don't even make time for me," you fight back your tears, "you're too busy at work that you don't even bother spending time with me anymore."
"i'll be a better boyfriend, it's just," iwaizumi paused, trying to find the right words to say. "it's just that i need to help the japan team for their upcoming game."
he sounded stupid and he knows it. he felt such a bad boyfriend for not even able to balance everything in his life, he doesn't even realize how he's neglecting himself in the process.
"i can't handle seeing you lose yourself," you sniffled as you see iwaizumi's tear-stained cheeks and puffy eyes, "and losing me."
you continue walking, and you let him walk beside you now, feeling this sense of familiar comfort around him.
comparing to the last time you've seen iwaizumi, he's so much more different now; more mature, lean, and awfully taller. he even looks like he has his life together now. you kind of feel the butterflies on your stomach as you look up at him, and he has this comforting smile, as if you both picked up where you left off.
"so," iwaizumi clears his throat. "how's work going?"
"shitty," you scoffed. "could really use a drink, or ten hours of sleep."
"well," he hums. "i'm not leaving town until next week, wanna go out sometime?"
you're both slowly approaching your front door. you stop your footsteps, not because you're near the door, but because you're debating whether to accept his offer.
"for dinner, i meant," he faces you, now standing in front of you. "t's been awhile since we've last talked anyway, just wanted to hear from you again."
you missed him, and you're wondering if this is a risk you're willing to take.
maybe you both just needed time. or space. or the right headspace to recollect each other. to be ready for when the time comes.
and it's at this very moment you realized you might want to take a chance on iwaizumi again.
you open your front door and he puts your bags down just right at the entrance. you break the silence,
"tomorrow, our favorite restaurant, deal?"
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