fifteen

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oikawa woke up. his eyes flew open and he took deep unstable breaths. he clenched the duvet with his hands. he stared down at his feet which were covered by the blanket.

this could not be.

it was just a dream... right?

or was it really a dream so unreal that it was twisted into a hologram? a dream from so long ago that he pushed it backed into the recesses of his head and deemed it as fiction?

he shook his head.

this could not be.

was iwaizumi really his soulmate?

he grabbed his phone off his dresser. swiping the screen expertly, he tapped on the messaging app and searched for the said male's contact.

there was only one way to find out.

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