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Oikawa carefully plucked in his webcam and started it.

The small, blue light was comforting in a strange way. He appreciated it that this small device could make him feel closer to people that were far away, like, his former senpais that had all left for university, or his friends, like, Refreshing-kun and that ridiculous beautiful Fukurodani setter.

But out of all these people there was only one person that made his heart beat faster even before he had entered the call.

He took a deep breath and checked if everything was set up properly once again, before he plucked in his earphones and let his mouse hover over the light blue button.

A single click could take him to the people he loved and it amazed him every time the small skype-ping echoed through his laptop speakers.

He pressed the mouse key and immediately the telltale sounds of a started call rung through his ear. Anticipation run through his veins as he stared at his screen, waiting for the other boy to pick up.

The sounds stopped and a blurry picture surfaced that slowly, but surely, started to sharpen.

"Oikawacchi," the blonde exclaimed and smiled at him through his own camera. "Can you hear me? Or, you know, see me?" Oikawa laughed and leaned back against his headboard, a fond smile splitting his face in two.

"Yes, I can," he answered and carefully moved his webcam just a tiniest bit to improve his own picture.

"So, how did your game go?" the older boy asked and redirected all of his attention to his boyfriend. "I tried finding footage of it but I guess nobody cares that much about a practice game, huh."

Kise smiled at him. "It went really well, we won! Even my captain was pleased with it, which isn't something that happens often to be honest. The other first years got to play too, and they were so happy! It was really, really nice," he told him, eyes lightening up with already passed excitement that only left fond memories. "What about you? Shira-, Shirato-"

"Shiratorizawa?" Oikawa asked and his face immediately switched to a scowl. "They beat us, like always, but this time we actually won a set. I'm pretty sure we actually have a chance against them in the inter-highs. But Ushiwaka was as annoying as ever, I mean, I've been with Seijo for over two years already. I won't change my mind anymore, especially not now. Is this his way of hitting on me or something?"

"Also, you're taken."

"Also, I'm taken," Oikawa agreed and nodded. His headphones slipped slightly but he was quick to push them back.

He sighed and looked up, tried to find the others eyes through the computer screen even though he was well aware that that was not possible, due to their cameras and so on but it didn't stop him from trying anyways.

"I miss you," he said softly and lifted his hand to press his fingertips against the already smudged screen. His fingertips graced a small scrap that had been there since he had bought the busted laptop from some middle school kid, but it never really bothered him. He like broken things that still worked, it was like a rebellious act of refusing to go down.

Kises expression softened and there was something sad in the way he smiled at his own screen. Oikawa couldn't see it but he knew that the blonde had lifted his hand as well. "I know," was his answer. "I miss you too."

Iwaizumi was pissed and it wasn't like that was anything new but today he had an actual, good reason to be this annoyed with his childhood friend.

"You missed every single one of your serves today," the raven haired boy seethed and shot him a glare but somehow something seemed to be off.

"Ah, sorry, Iwa-chan. I guess I'm just a little under the weather," Oikawa tried to laugh it off but Iwaizumi knew him better than that, so he grabbed him by the arm an dragged him over to the side of the gym, ignoring the curious glances the first years sent them.