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"KEMALA!!!" Oikawa busted into their apartment, taking y/n's mother's hand into his and kissing the back of it. "Oh how I've missed you."
"Toru! You're such a gentleman!" Kemala blushed, slapping his tricep playfully.
"Oikawa, stop flirting with my MOTHER!!"
"Did you want a kiss too? I'll gladly give you one." Oikawa winked, leaning down to y/n with his eyes closed and his lips puckered.
Y/n rolled her eyes, brushing past him to give her mom a final hug. "Please try to relax this week while I'm gone, Mom. This is the one week out of the year your job is letting you take a break."
"Don't you worry about me, I'll be just fine!" Kemala hugged y/n tightly, kissing her daughters forehead. "And Oikawa, take good care of my kasih, okay?"
"Kasih? I don't know that one." Oikawa muttered, picking up y/n's duffle bag as she slipped on her shoes at the door.
"It means love!" Kemala explained, unlocking the front door. "Now have fun, you two! Skate till you can't anymore!"
"Love you mom." Y/n waved as the two teens stepped into the hall.
"Bye, Kamala! Let's go...my kasih." Oikawa demanded to y/n, skipping down the hall to the elevator.
