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old fashioned: iwaizumi hajime songfic/drabble
(bold is song lyrics, italics is dialogue. enjoy <3)
(ALSO DIDNT KNOW WHAT TO CALL THIS IS IT A FICLET?? ONESHOT??)
gn! reader
(disclaimer: the music won't match with the time the lyrics pop up so if you were expecting something cool like that i'm sorry i don't write that well)
you and haji just finished a movie you two put on while waiting for the hours, the minutes, to tick by. the lights are dim, and the main source of light was produced by the moon from your kitchen window.
you’re now washing the dishes from your late dinner, as haji wipes the counter clean. you guys were in comfortable, almost silent silence doing your own chores. during late nights like these when you’re basking in each others presence, you and haji like to play music from your shared playlist. as you were wiping your hands dry, hajime comes behind you and wraps his arms around your waist, when the song “old fashioned” by bruno major comes on.
“dance with me, love,” he says as he takes your dried hands into his. you wrap your arms around his neck, and he wraps his around your waist. you start softly swaying to the mellow beat of the song while staring into each others eyes.
“but i don’t care, i think i’ll fall in love with you.”
the song is whispering in the background. nothing matters. you’re with hajime and all you can think about is him, and all he can think about is you.
“you’re such a romantic iwa,” you say with a soft smile.
“idiot. only with you.” haji says with a light blush as he smiles back at you.
it’s comforting. you’re the only one who can bring out this side of him. you’re the only one who sees him in his soft moments.
"i wish we could stay like this forever," you start to speak, "you and me. dancing at almost midnight like we aren't so tired we could pass out."
he chuckles at that. "i don't mind having more instances like this in our future. we can even do it at our wedding."
you instantly get flustered and glance up at that. "iwa! at least propose first before saying that!" you playfully hit his chest and you both softly laugh.
"noted," he says with a fond smile.
“i’ll be smiling, a bigger smile than before."
as the climax to the final chorus plays, he playfully spins you as your giggles fade in with the night. love. happiness. joy. compassion. it's all there in this moment. the intensity and the power of the vocals only make this moment more memorable.
when the last repeat of the chorus plays, you lean against his chest and the clock strikes 12. the music grows softer and more rested, much like the beginning of the song.
“happy birthday hajime. i love you.”
“i love you too,” he says with a kiss on your forehead.
“i’ll take you somewhere new… and i’ll be old fashioned for you.”
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