It was like any other volleyball practice at Aoba Johsai, you had just finished refilling water bottles and came back to the court as they just started their last break for the day. Oikawa was being his usual self with Iwaizumi right behind him, scolding him about whatever silly behavior he was on. You began handing out bottles to everyone as Iwaizumi approached you, his annoyed expression softening at the mere sight of you.

Sorry you have to see me get like that, that Oikawa really gets on my nerves sometimes. He’s lucky I’m not related to him, otherwise he’d have a permanent hand mark from how many smacks on the head I’d give him.