Deep down, Oikawa knew he was being ridiculous. Expecting Iwaizumi to never kiss anyone especially when there was magic involved was unrealistic. He had no real claim over the other boy in any sense of the word. He was slowly starting to realize just how comfortable he'd gotten with Iwaizumi being alone. Iwaizumi was always on some other level, but just knowing that he'd kissed someone just moments ago was enough to make Oikawa feel sick to his stomach.
It felt like he was losing him.
Ridiculous.
He frowned a little bit deeper at the thought, because he'd been doing so well. He'd left all that behind him. He healed from old injuries, moved on, then everyone had to start showing up. Then Iwaizumi showed up, and reminded him how hard the idea of leaving had been in the first place. Coming to Winterdale was supposed to have been like ripping off a bandage. He thought he was ready, but he wasn't. Now he was stuck with Ushijima and the very real idea that he couldn't escape Iwaizumi now. Leaving without any sort of discussion was supposed to be the easy way out. It didn't feel easy anymore. It definitely wasn't easy when falling back into old habits came like second nature. Making himself at home on Iwaizumi's bed felt as comfortable as his own, and it was annoying that Oikawa didn't have a clue what to do about it.
If Iwaizumi had been a girl, Oikawa was sure it would make more sense. Though, knowing he for sure liked boys after Eiji, definitely didn't make the fact that Iwaizumi was a boy logical either. If Iwaizumi were anyone but Iwaizumi, Oikawa probably would've done something by now. It just left more questions than answers and no one really to turn to when it felt like half his friends assumed something was going on anyway. It was dumb. He felt dumb. All the confidence in the world wasn't going to solve this.
He gave a loud 'hmph' sound. He knew Iwaizumi wouldn't do that, but the irrational side of him wasn't actually finding it in him to care. He wanted to be upset about it, for some ungodly reason. It almost felt like he needed an excuse to be upset, because thinking about the fact that he was actually upset about the lack of a kiss was too real. That was potentially painful, and Oikawa was trying to avoid that these days as much as he could manage. He just scrunched up his nose, cause he knew Iwaizumi had a point, and it was probably good that there was a little less screaming because this could have easily escalated that way. "Well, I don't know."
Oikawa felt gross by how much hearing that Iwaizumi didn't like the kiss comforted him, even while Iwaizumi was practically scolding him about it. His nose scrunched up a little, but maybe he was just hungry and it wasn't something else making his stomach feel totally weird. "Yeah? Okay..." Oikawa sort of had to relax, because even if he was upset, Iwaizumi could make him less upset just as easily. He had to be careful with that, because surely if Iwaizumi ever actually figured out just how much power he could actually hold over Oikawa or anyone really, it could be bad.
"I'll pick the most expensive thing!" Oikawa threatened, but he was already starting to smile again, turning to head back down the hall before it hit him. He couldn't take that step. His eyes widened and he looked up and gave an almost strangled sounding whine. "Iwa-chan! I'm stuck now! This is your fault!" It actually wasn't. This was entirely his fault for stepping too close to the offensive weed hanging in the hallway in anticipation of kissing Iwaizumi and now he had to deal with it all over again.