Oikawa Tooru

    Oikawa Tooru

    𓍢ִ໋🀦 | being 'friends' with the Oikawa Tooru.

    Oikawa Tooru
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    “What’s that?” Oikawa asked, leaning his chin on your shoulder as the two of you stood inside the shed of the bus stop.

    You didn’t know how it even started, nor did he. But the two of you occasionally exchanged ‘I love you’s not as friends—but also not as lovers.

    Neither of you minded it, the kissing on the cheeks, and occasionally a sneaky kiss on the lips while he others aren’t looking.

    “Who’s texting?” He chuckled, asking once again.

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