There's a void Oikawa Tooru needs to fill. It is slowly consuming him, slowly taking away his humanity, until he will be nothing but skin and dust no more. He tries to fill this black hole with girls, drugs, and sex, but nothing seems to work. It ju...
❝Iwa-channnnn! Let's go see a movie!❞ "Uh, sure..." "How 'bout, Love Simon?" "Sure, I hear it's good." "YEAH! It has a Troye Sivan song too!" "Oh, that one singer you won't shut up about?" "NO! His music is just amazing!" "Oh, okay..." "Iwa-chan, you're being awfully complacent today! I'm suspicious-" "Shut up! I'm always nice!" "Yeah ri- ...Oh." "Ah, you remembered?" "Of course I did." "...It's the first time I told you I love you."
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❝SHITTYKAWA! WAKE UP!❞ Iwaizumi screams into Oikawa's ear.
"WHY THE FUCK DID YOU WAKE ME UP AT SEVEN THIRTY AM ON A SATURDAY." Oikawa is annoyed. He throws a pillow at Iwaizumi, who dodges. Iwaizumi chuckles and leans in to kiss Oikawa on the lips. Oikawa's knees go weak at his touch and he melts into it. Suddenly, he doesn't care he was woken three hours too early. Iwaizumi's early morning kisses persuade him to do anything.
"It's our one-year anniversary, stupid." Iwaizumi breaks the kiss slowly and grins like an idiot. Oikawa blushes furiously and gets out of his bed. They are still in college, their second year, and they've been together for one year.
