Camilla Oikawa-Kageyama was born a girl. He was born out of a one night stand to teen parents and as a result became an foster kid very early in life.
He doesn't remember much of his life in the foster world.
One thing he remembers as clear as sunlight is the day he was adopted by his two dads. He was probably about 6 or 7. He was playing with his set of legos when two people sat near him in one of the toddler chairs. He looked up to one of the deepest of blue eyes he's ever seen with one of the warmest of browns.
He was taken by them that very moment and a weeks later became one of them as they became his fathers.
Oikawa Tooru and Kageyama Tobio.
His parents.
His whole world.
He would never say this out loud but he loved his Papa and Dad more than anything else. From the second they met him, they gave him all the love and care any child can ask for.
They aren't perfect of course. With Dad's weird obsession of making the whole family drink milk daily and Papa's all day antics and much more.
He wouldn't change any of it at all though.
"Camie! Dinner time, sweetie!" he heard Papa call him from downstairs. He sighed before yelling a quick reply before making his way down too.
His parents have always been supportive. Maybe over supportive if he counts that time he wanted to get a Harry Potter tattoo. Thank God Dad was the voice of reason.
So he decided to just do it quickly. Like rip off a bandaid quick. It'll either go north or very south.
He's gonna come out.
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"Something wrong Mimma?" his dad asked and he tried his hardest to not stiffen at the name. He could feel the amount of affection in every name his Dad gave him. His awkward-and-hardspoken-but-never-ever-towards-him Dad.
"You have been quiet for a while now kiddo. I almost i somehow found your off button." Papa joked but he could radiates the Dad worry™ too.
"If anyone needs an off button it's you Pops." he rolled his eyes at the offended noises he received. He ate the chocolate ice cream he stole from the former.
"You're avoiding us." Dad stated and this was one of the many times he appreciated his straightforward behavior. He put down his bowl.
"I... I actually wanna talk about something." he said as his Papa stopped his pseudo tantrum and looked at him with a warm smile and open face.
He heard about his Pop's reputation as sharp and above-all shenanigans from Uncle Iwa. Hell he's heard about how people literally piss their pants with just words from him. Yet he's always nice and warm to him.
It makes him happy.
"Go ahead." his dad smiled at him.
His Uncle Shou always told him that his Dad was a grump. He didn't understand it when he was younger. At least not until he started attending games that he understood how. His Dad was always poker faced and glares whenever he was out in the public eye. But that day when he first attended his match, his Dad's eyes found him in the wild crowd and flashed him the same smile reserved for him and only him.
It really makes him happy.
... And he doesn't want to lose that.
