oikawas (vykio)
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Oikawa stops in his tracks to let out six (Hajime counts) loud achoos, followed by a soft fuck.
Yeah, Oikawa probably has a cold. He usually catches one in the warmer seasons as he’s perpetually cold, when everyone else is sweltering in the summer heat. Hajime has heard enough of Oikawa’s complaints about the weather even when it’s edging towards thirty degrees, so he usually comes prepared.
But no amount of sweaters, hot packs or mental fortitude could have prepared Hajime to witness Oikawa literally turn into an animal.
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Realistically, Oikawa knows that the chances of Ushijima and him running into each other are low. Or - they have been until now, assuming they both entered the university at the same time. He wasn’t entirely sure how they’d gotten this far without bumping into each other if they had.
But despite the probabilities and reassurances from friends, Oikawa sees Ushijima again, and this time Ushijima sees him too.
With the amount of thought he’s been putting into Ushijima since Oikawa spotted him last week, Ushijima might as well have been around the whole time anyway. It was like Oikawa had wished it into existence, though maybe it was more of a curse.
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Two years after Oikawa and Ushijima break up, they meet each other again, and Oikawa is less than thrilled. But just like before, he's swept along in the quiet storm that is Ushijima Wakatoshi. -
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Kenma is starting to notice that the benefits of working with his crush (tall, cute face, same shifts) do not outweigh the costs (eternal suffering, is-he-flirting-with-me-or-is-this-just-an-attack conundrums, constant blushing, being perceived by crush—the list goes on.)
God, this is the worst timeline.
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Five times Oikawa wonders what Iwaizumi’s chapstick tastes like, and one time he doesn’t have to.
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Hajime can admit to himself, maybe, that the feelings he harbours towards Tooru are more romantic than they are platonic. But as he looks at his friend, who must know this too, a stupid, smug grin stretching the lips he’d just tasted — by accident, sort of — he thinks: But the idiot doesn’t have to be so obnoxious about it.