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iwaizumi couldn’t believe the things he could agree to do for the only purpose of seeing his boyfriend.
but there he was. trying really hard to find the exit at ezeiza’s international airport.
it was extremely exhausting trying to not be in a bad mood (considering that oikawa was still waiting for him somewhere).
iwaizumi surprisingly managed to get to the immigration zone smoothly.
the line was long, but talking to the woman behind the desk was relatively easy. she didn’t look at him too much, only wished him a nice stay.
hajime wasn’t going to lie, he needed to find oikawa as soon as possible.
he headed to the final metal detector, and, like someone was cursing him, the detector made a small sound, and the woman in front of him made him pass to a more specific scanner.
as he got closer to the machine and the man next to it, iwa started regretting ever having a boyfriend in the first place.
“dale pibe, deja todo en la cinta y pasa” the man said, sitting in his chair, not even looking at him. he didn’t know what he said, but guessed it was just a rude way to tell him to go on.
in that specific moment, iwaizumi’s death wish would be being fluent in spanish so he could curse the man out.
iwaizumi hated argentina’s airport
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meeting with oikawa again was all happiness and magic. every moment apart was so difficult, so seeing him again was the only thing he looked forward daily.
even tho he was the third wheel in the car back to oikawa’s apartment.
nicolás, a short brunette guy, libero in oikawa’s team was a pretty cool guy, at least he nice enough to agree to drive them for two hours in the middle of the day.
he couldn’t avoid being kinda annoyed that his boyfriend talked to him in spanish the whole trip.
sure, he held his hand the whole time, but he couldn’t help to feel a little excluded already.
when they finally arrived, iwa got out of the car and almost died in that exact moment.
the avenue’s loud car noises hitted him like a volleyball directly to the face.
he was so used to his quiet lifestyle back home, he couldn’t help but wonder how oikawa is even managing to live like this.
all the loudness got even worse when, while saying goodbye to nicolas, the argentinian simply screamed (at least it was screaming in iwaizumi’s book) in the middle of the street. “it was nice meeting you iwa-chan! toto please bring him with you anytime!”
oikawa apparently agreed just as loudly and headed inside.
“why does he call me iwa-chan? it doesn’t make sense” hajime asked in the moment oikawa left the door to close, “i thought they only used first names.”
his beautifully annoying boyfriend let out a soft giggle “oops” he continued “they might just think iwa-chan it’s your actual name”
oikawa winked. iwaizumi blinked.
iwaizumi hated how loud argentinians were
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both of them were seated in a medium sized table in a restaurant close to oikawa’s apartment.
“iwa-chan~ i’m so exited to see you try all the things here” oikawa said. he looked quite adorable. iwa wouldn’t admit it.
“well, you’re the expert, tell me what i should order” he responded.
“here you have the milanesas” oikawa showed iwaizumi the menu while pointing each thing. “it’s everyone’s favourite food, it’s basically breaded cow meat, but! if you put ham and cheese on it... you meet god” oikawa said with an exaggerated expression, making hajime laugh.
“then, you have empanadas, my personal favourites? ham and cheese or the chicken ones” he continued “another good take it’s just eating asado”
“what it has?” iwaizumi asked.
“its roasted meat, delicious tho” tooru responded.
iwaizumi hated how all the food seemed to be only bread and meat.
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iwaizumi and oikawa were invited to a welcome type casual reunion organised by tooru’s teammates.
that’s another loud car ride with oikawa and nicolas.
it took only 15 minutes for them to arrive at some “gonzalo’s” house. it looked like nothing special, but there was something in it that was still foreign to iwa.
he wasn’t able to get fully trough the door when he already had a pair of arms around him, hugging him.
“iwa-chan!” a very tall man he didn’t know said. “toto told us so much about you! we were really exited to meet you in person” there was that nick name again, toto?
“eu, oikawa, he doesn’t look as scary as you told us he would be” the argentinian laughed while looking at tooru.
iwaizumi hated how argentinians seemed to not know personal space.
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everything continued pretty normal. but iwaizumi was already convinced that he wasn’t at a calm reunion, he was at a party.
well, not exactly, but the music was really obnoxious.
iwaizumi didn’t like it at all. but his boyfriend seemed to be having the time of his life singing with some of his teammates and their girlfriends.
hajime started looking trough the playlist. oikawa’s playlist it seems.
cuidad mágica by tan biónica
envidia by las culisueltas
fresa by tini
música ligera by soda stereo
ya lo sabía by miranda
every song looked worst than the last one.
his hateful scrolling was suddenly interrupted by three tall (and he says tall, he means it) guys who looked overly friendly.
hajime noticed they had an extra drink on their hands.
“you’re iwa right?” he nodded. “welcome to our homeland! here, take this drink.” the man handed iwaizumi a really dark liquid, the ‘glass’ was made of coke bottle cut in half.
“fernet” another one of them said. “be careful while tasting it, it’s not for everyone”
really insecure of what was he doing, iwaizumi tried that black beverage for the first time.
the taste was so disgusting hajime almost fainted.
the third guy, who he identified as manuel, clearly read trough his expression, and, while he loudly laughed, commented; “ay dios mio, this guys can’t take anything, oikawa and dmytro were the same”
iwaizumi hated argentinian music, but he hated more that alcoholic drink he only had one sip of.
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the night wasn’t terrible. the real deal is that he had to go back to oikawa’s apartment.
the problem? they needed to take the public bus, and iwa was in a city he knew nothing about with his bratty boyfriend, who should know, was not specially good at keeping up with directions
he felt fucked.
“you guys need to take the bus number 59 at virrey olaguer, and then stop at luis maría campos and gorostiaga. you guys will still have to walk like 6 blocks but it’s not much for two athletes like you two, eh?” leandro’s directions were pretty clear, but he didn’t trust their abilities they could keep up with them.
surprisingly they were doing good. the two of them were waiting right where they where told, but iwaizumi remembered an important thing.
“how are we going to pay for the ride?” iwa asked.
he clearly saw oikawa get a little paler. “oh”
“oh? what do you mean ‘oh’?” he asked again.
oikawa responded without looking at him in the eyes. and somehow amused by the situation responded; “we will need a blue card called sube, but...” he paused “i might have forgotten it at home, sorry iwa-chan~”
hajime controlled himself from screaming at his boyfriend in that exact moment, only because he saw the bus approaching and he only could say one useful thing;
“you’re the one begging to the driver”
“but iwa~!” hajime ignored him.
iwaizumi couldn’t fully hate argentina’s public transport, because this time was oikawa’s fault.
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both boyfriends slept for a good amount of hours. iwaizumi was the first one to wake up, but he didn’t last long without dragging oikawa with him, waking the other with small and sweet mouth kisses.
“oh iwa-chan i see you’re really clingy this morning, huh.” tooru said.
“shut up or this will be the last kiss for today” iwaizumi responded, not actually meaning it, but receiving a giggle and a tight hug from the man he loved.
the two of them started making breakfast in the kitchen. oikawa slept without his t-shirt and was really concentrated in making two coffee cups while listening to an am radio station.
‘radio 10, siempre noticias’ iwaizumi was able to actually understand.
“i didn’t know you listened to such news radio, oikawa” hajime softly said.
the light brunette giggled again. “not exactly a fan, it helps me learn to pronounce words in spanish and, this country is crazy, iwa-chan, it makes me want to listen to everything that it’s happening.”
iwaizumi smiled.
maybe he didn’t hate everything about argentina. the coffee and the radio seemed pretty fine.
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“i want to move here with you.”
it had already passed a week since iwaizumi hajime arrived for the first time to argentina.
and he hated some things about it. the first example, oikawa.
but he also didn’t hate some things about argentina. and again, the first example could be oikawa.
tooru looked at him in pure shock. like he said something crazy and deeply unexpected.
“i want to move here with you. so i can spend my every day with you. I'm still scared that i won’t get used to this lifestyle” he continued “even tho i mentioned a lot of negative things about argentina; this place seems to make you happy, and there will be things I will learn lo like as well” iwaizumi whispered that last part, keeping a genuine smile on his face.
oikawa’s eyes... his boyfriend’s eyes, started to seem a little glossy, and suddenly, tooru’s lips were on his own.
“iwa-chan~” he sobbed while smiling “thank you” he said “thank you, i love you”
hajime wrapped his arms around oikawa a little more thigh than before “please, don’t ever thank me for something as basic as loving you”