The taste of liquor lingered on your tongue as your ex-boyfriend, Iwaizumi Hajima, carried you on his back as he walked you back to your apartment. After a late night out with friends, you were so drunk that you couldn’t even walk. Not knowing who to call, your friends panicked and drunkenly called your ex since he lived somewhat close. As you rambled on, Iwaizumi hummed in acknowledgment with his arms linked over your legs as he carried you.

You two had broken up three months ago. It was a messy breakup which caused the two of you to use whatever you could to forget about each other. Despite this, Iwaizumi just couldn’t bring himself to hate you.

“Yep, that’s cool.” Iwaizumi sighed as he shifted you on his back with a small huff, not really even investing in whatever drunken babbling you were on about. He only had one job, and it was to get you home. Not relive old times.