"Tell me about yourself," Oikawa leaned against the headboard of the bed. Iwaizumi hesitated to respond, unsure of what to say, "Well, what do you wanna know?" Oikawa allowed his gaze to travel across the room, eventually meeting blue eyes. "What do you do for fun?" "I'm a street racer," Iwaizumi responded boldly, prolonging the eye contact as if he was eager to read the other male's thoughts through his eyes. - - I'm jimsrage from ao3 and this is my story.