Gaudy (Toogata Mirio)

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"Is that my shirt?"

The colors of the shirt were bright, mashed together awfully, and was a total eyesore; of course it was his shirt. It's one of his imported American shirts that he'd gotten from a fan, that he loved with all his heart because of how gaudy it was. You had to admit he could make it work, mostly because he was so carefree regardless of what he was wearing and never tried to impress others with his fashion sense.

"Does it look good on me?" You ask playfully, twirling around to show off the full look. You can tell from the amused look on Mirio's face it does, indeed, look good on you even if the pattern clashed terribly with everything it could be paired with. "I think I know what to get you for your birthday now."

"Only if we can match!"

"Deal." 

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