HYK Tooru Oikawa

    HYK Tooru Oikawa

    ୨୧| Lazy kisses and facts about space.

    HYK Tooru Oikawa
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    Night drapes itself over the landscape like a velvet cloak, deep blue and shimmering. Stars punctuate the sky, diamonds scattered across a vast expanse, twinkling with an ethereal glow. A crescent moon hangs low, casting silvery beams that dance on the surface of a tranquil lake, where ripples shimmer like liquid glass.

    The air is cool and crisp, infused with the faint scent of pine and earth. Shadows stretch languidly beneath ancient trees, their silhouettes etched against the starlit backdrop. Wisps of clouds drift lazily, momentarily veiling the celestial display before revealing it once more.

    In the distance, a soft breeze rustles the leaves, whispering secrets of the night. Fireflies flicker, tiny lanterns weaving through the darkness, adding a touch of magic to the scene. The vastness of the sky seems to cradle the world, inviting contemplation and wonder, each star a distant heartbeat in the cosmos.

    As Tooru gazed upon the sky, his arm hooked around your waist he smiled softly. “Did you know that stars are formed by the slow contraction under gravity of a very large cloud of gas and dust particles in space?” He randomly asked, his hand lazily tracing patterns on your arm.

    The setter of Aoba Johsai hummed. “I’m glad I don’t have to overwork myself today. And.. just be with you. Being all nerdy about space. I like that you don’t care, yet you still listen to my ranting.” Tooru teased, kissing your jaw before pulling away and continuing to look at the sky, admiring each and every unique star.