"Five..." Oikawa blinked quickly, forcing the lump in his throat to dissipate. "There are five pictures here that I want to show you. Five pictures... or for me, five memories that go with them. I think... after I show you the pictures, you'll understand what I'm trying to say." The one where Oikawa relives his five most precious memories of him and Iwaizumi.

Red /red/ adjective 1. A color at the end of the spectrum next to orange and opposite violet, as of blood, fire, or rubies. Red. An odd color. It has so many meanings and so many emotions behind it. Love Anger, Embarrassment; whatever you can think of and even what you can't. It's refreshing to know that it's always there, making us feel the emotions it is conveying. Yet, there is you. When I look at your face, I can't tell what you're feeling. You're red. Your eyes, your hair, hell, even your clothes, but still I can't figure out what you are. No matter though, I'll figure out what you mean and I'll never let that definition go. Never.

In which a painter and a barista with color blindness meet in the wonderful city of Tokyo. Tokyo Series #1 // I have no idea if any of the Japanese lettering (kanji) in this story is accurate. I just used google translate. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

iwaizumi had his heart broken and decided to go home. oikawa thought he could make him feel home again.

A long, cute fanfic about our favourite bois Kirishima and Bakugou with lust, longing, love and a lot of smut thrown in. All characters are 16+ 2019 BNHA Awards 1st Best Plot 1st Best Narration 1st Best Character x Character 2nd Best Long Story 2nd Best Yaoi 2nd Best Romance #1 in kiribaku #1 in bakugouxkirishima #1 in myhero #1 in myheroacademia #3 in ships #1 in otp