Hello sweetie, happy Valentine’s Day! Here’s your fave ace!
Iwaizumi paces back and forth, anxiety creeping in tensing his shoulders. This was a stupid idea! It’s so cheesy and cliche and you deserve so much better than that but it’s too late now and-
“Hajime, there you are!”
He stops short, palms sweating. Now it’s really too late. Swallowing his doubts and fear, he turns working to put a pleasant smile on his face but you know him, can see the strain in his eyes.
Concerned, you reach out, brushing the tips of your fingers along his jaw, a gesture that usually calms him. “Everything ok?” you ask, voice soft.
He nods, draws closer. “I, um, happy Valentine’s Day,” he remembers to greet.
Thankfully it brings the smile, albeit a smaller one, back to your face. “Happy Valentine’s day.”
Looking in your eyes, he just can’t wait anymore. Lifting his hand out of his pocket, he holds up a box. “I love you,” he says, holding your gaze with an intensity that makes you shiver. He opens the box. “Marry me?” he asks, flicking his eyes to the banded diamond before returning them to your face.
Tears in your eyes, you nod and he smiles, finally for real, as he plucks the ring from its velvet bed and slides it on your finger.
“Iwa-chan!” Oikawa shouts from the bushes, “you messed up the perfect picture opportunity!”
“Shut up, Shittykawa!”