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THE MEAL YOU shared had quickly come to a close, any tension born in the duration hanging over your heads. The two of you make your way upstairs, you sitting at the foot of his bed while he digs through his closet. Your feet kick in impatience, your eyes glued to them as you watch them swing. You were clueless as to what was happening, tiredly sitting and waiting for him. You yawn as you stretch, plopping your back down on the plush comforter, forcing your eyes to look where he stood. "What're you looking for? It can't be that important..."
"Hush." is all he says to you, triumphantly pulling an item from his closet. You hear the ruffling of a bag, the man's back turned to you as he shuffles around. It's soon that he's turning on his heels, striding toward you with his hands held behind his back. Your eyebrow cocks upward at him, confusion running onto your face. "Here."
A bag hangs from his fingers, dangling before your face. A gift? He'd gotten you a gift? "What is it?" his eyes bore with annoyance into you. "Open it." the words are spoken with a hard blankness, arms crossing over his chest as he watches you eye the gift with suspicion.
You sit the bag in your lap, peeling apart the bag to peek inside. There, on top of whatever sat at the bottom was the infamous white envelope, the Oikawa crest pressed in a wax seal. He was so extra. You dig in, grab it, and swiftly peel it open, your eyes glowing at the abundance of money. You look up at him, wiping the smile off your face to hide your excitement from him. "What else is in here?" he gives you no answer, leaving you to huff and puff and pull out whatever else was left in the bag. Between your fingers lay a neatly folded lingerie set. Your face flattens, your expression dead. "Are you serious?"
"You're so annoying."
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You couldn't sleep. You found yourself wide awake, your eyes burning as you stared directly at the bright phone screen, trying to find something to tire you out. Oikawa retired you to the living room for the night, the long couch uncomfortable for you to rest on. He let you know that if there was anything you need, Eguchi would be more than happy to help, as long as you summoned him from his place in the guest house out in the backyard.
