“…hey.”

your eyes widened as you saw oikawa standing at your door at 1:30 am, the same one who had ditched you without a word, forcing you to watch him live his life through a screen as he was across the world.

you stood there, dumbfounded. you wanted to slap yourself to see if this was a dream. he looked so different from the last time you saw him, somehow taller, bulkier, his hair was styled differently now too.

“i missed you,” he said.

his words snapped you out of it. what the hell were you doing? you immediately went to shut the door, but his hand slid through the gap between, holding it open.

“no, no, no, please listen-“