oikawa remembers.
when tobio's face was cradled gently while he leaned his cheeks into oikawa's palms, eyes fluttering closed and pressing his hands over oikawa's to keep it against him.
when tobio leaned like he might disappear if he doesn't. oikawa valuing his warmth in his hands like it was the only confortable thing to do. to have an arm around tobio's waist, steadying his body but not his heart.
thus, the achingly soft and thundering heart that says " this is love. this has always been love."
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oikage
Romancehe never said anything and when he did, it was too late. kageyama x oikawa
