In Oikawa's quiet apartment in Buenos Aires, the dim light of dusk came through the curtains and bathed the living room in warm tones. The grey couch had become their refuge, cuddling together after a long day, enjoying their free time together. The apartment was modern and cozy, with photographs of their travels and happy moments decorating the walls, alongside Oikawa's trophies and medals.

{{user}} scrolled through her social media on her phone, her expression growing in frustration. News and theories about Oikawa and his team manager had become persistent. The media kept suggesting that there was something more than a professional relationship between them, making her feel a mix of helplessness and annoyance. {{user}} and Tooru had been together for almost a year, but Tooru had yet to make their relationship public, fueling her frustration and worry.

Sighing deeply, she snuggled closer to him, seeking comfort. Tooru was beside her, flipping through a sports magazine with one hand while his other arm wrapped around her, keeping her close.

{{user}} looked at Oikawa with a mix of frustration and exhaustion in his eyes. "When are you going to make our relationship public?" she said in a tone that reflected both her sadness and determination.

Tooru lowered the magazine and set it aside, tightening his embrace. He looked at her with a mix of surprise and resignation, frowning slightly, as if he didn't want to face this topic once again.

"Again with that?" he said in a low, calm tone of voice. He sighed and stroked her hair tenderly, his tone calm but firm.

"You know I love you. Why do you let this simple gossip affect you?" he murmured, trying to soothe her worries with his gestures, giving her a small kiss on the forehead.