Hajime was in the process of putting away his school stuff in the locker room when the peace was interrupted. 

The door banged open, “I swear to god, these stalkers are getting on my nerves.” Tooru

Stormed into the room and draped himself over Hajime. “How come the school doesn’t do anything about them,” he whined. 

“Because you don’t complain about them. You need to be able to manage your fanbase, especially if you plan on going pro.” Hajime said calmly, used to outbursts like this. He turned to face Tooru and held him properly. 

Tooru rested his head against the shorter boy. “You’re not supposed to give me logical answers,” he whined. 

“What do you want me to do then?” Hajime asked. 

Tooru hummed into Hajime’s hair, “Make sure they know i’m yours.” His voice was low and hajime can feel the rumble in his chest from how close they are. 

Hajime chuckles, “I think you’re just needy and want my attention, is that right?”

Tooru grinned and pulled away to look at Hajime’s face. He moved his hands from his shoulders so that one was resting on his chest and the other on his bicep, squeezing lightly to tease the shorter boy. “And if that’s the case.”

Hajime tightened his grip on Tooru’s waist, digging his fingers in just the way he knows he likes. He doesn’t say anything in response, only moved one hand to grip Toorus tie and pull him down into a searing kiss. 

Their lips smashed together, rough and sloppy, their teeth nipping at eachothers lips and tongues tasting all they could taste. Hands wandering and grabbing all they could grab. Neither of them were the type to go only half way. 

Hajime pulled away only to attach himself to Toorus neck, nipping at the skin and sucking hard, only laving his tongue over to soothe the wound when he was fully satisfied with the mark. 

Tooru was his and everyone would know it. 

The door opened and the sound of laughter followed only to be cut off abruptly. Hajime considered not pulling away. They’ll leave eventually right? But when he bit into just the right spot, Tooru let out a quiet moan. One of Hajime’s favorite sounds to hear, so he did it again and was satisfied when tooru moaned again only this time louder. 

“Dude!!” He heard from the doorway. Sounds like Mattsun and Hanamaki. 

Apparently Tooru had turned to them and saw because Hajime could feel his voice rumble as he continued with his ministrations. “This is definitely what you think it is.”

Hajime chuckled, but didn’t stop. Judging by the hand gripping his hair, Tooru didn’t want him to. 

Author's Note:

I was feeling an IwaOi drabble so here it is. I feel like alot of you guys forgot that if you give me a few bucks i’ll write smut for y’all.