𝟭:𝟬𝟬 𝗔𝗠. tōru oikawa

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└➤chapter eight。✑ ─────┐

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⠀ ོ ┌ ꒰⍉꒱─ ➤ tōru's pov ༘｀⍜'ˎ-

"Oh hi Uncle Tōru. Who's this?"

I sighed. "Let us in first..."

Once we got inside, Takeru said, "Uncle Tōru is this your girlfriend?"

Yuki's face burned, she was speechless.

I sighed and replied, "Maybe. What are you doing here?"

He replied, "Mom said she texted you to let you know she and grandma were going out for a spa day, she dropped me off 10 minutes ago."

I pinched my nose bridge with my fingers.

Takeru said, "Hi! I'm Takeru!"

Yuki smiled at him. "Nice to meet you, I'm Yua Yukimura."

I noticed she moved the jacket around her shoulders. She let go of my hand as Takeru and her started talking. Thankfully both of us weren't soaking wet since it wasn't raining that hard out.

I said, "I'll be right back, don't break anything."

Takeru stuck his tongue out at me as I walked away. I could hear Yuki laughing and talking with him. 'She's really good with kids...' I remembered the feeling of her smiling and me, hugging her from behind. My arms wrapped around her waist. She wasn't flustered or mad, just calm and happy.

"That's how she acts at school, but at home she pretty calm."

Fumikage's voice echoed in my head as I walked to my room, changing into a clean t-shirt and sweatpants. I grabbed one of my old hoodies to give to Yuki, I looked at my phone and replied to my sisters text, I replied that I was home and my friend would be hanging out with us. I quickly showered, only taking 20 minuets.

I walked downstairs and saw Takeru and Yuki watching the TV, Takeru leaning on Yuki. If I was being honest, I felt a little jealous.

I said, "Hey Yuki-chan, do you wanna shower?"

She smiled and said, "Sure."

Takeru sat up and continued to watch the TV. I showed Yuki to the guest room and where the bathroom was.

I said, "If you need any clothes, some of my sisters old stuff is in the drawers."

She smiled at me. "Thanks Oikawa."

I handed her my hoodie before turning my back to her.

I said, "I'll go downstairs and hang out with Takeru."

I walked downstairs, Takeru and I watched a cartoon about aliens. After 20 minuets Takeru asked,

"So is she your girlfriend?"

I replied, "No, but why do you care?"

He pouted. "I was just wondering! She is pretty. She looks foreign."

"Because she is, she's half Chinese, half Japanese."

"Ooh that makes sense."

"What makes sense?"

We both looked at the direction of her voice, I couldn't help but blush seeing her in my hoodie. It was oversized on her, I noticed she changed into leggings. Her hair was still wet.