Scent.
All the things have different scents, all people have different tastes.
Iwaizumi knew how much Oikawa loved the smell of freshly cut grass, he knew he liked the smell of vanilla, but more than anything he loved the smell of Iwaizumi's cologne.
He would steal it from Iwaizumi, he would take Iwaizumi's clothes, just to enjoy the smell.
Quite obsessive if you ask me.
But Iwaizumi didn't mind at all, he wanted Oikawa to know how much he means to him, he wanted him to know how much Iwaizumi loves him, but Oikawa was oblivious and couldn't take the hints.
But that was okay, it didn't matter right now, what matter was to make Oikawa happy, make him feel loved.
He remembers one time Oikawa rushed into the room,and jumped onto Iwaizumi's bed.
"W-what? What is happening?" Iwaizumi asked.
"I want your hoodie. now." Oikawa demanded and practically tore away Iwaizumi's hoodie and ran out of the room, smiling like an idiot.
The idiot that Iwaizumi loves.
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Word suggestions? And don't say "end" or "angst" xD give me some random words that are not bad.
-hatari.
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