“Oikawa, I baked milk bread for you.”
Oikawa stares at the huge basket of fresh bread. He’s doing his best not to drool at the heavenly smell.
“I also got you this,” says Ushijima as he handles the basket and a shinny blue rock. “Do you like them…?” (1/3) / #UshiOi
Oikawa stares at the huge basket of fresh bread. He’s doing his best not to drool at the heavenly smell.
“I also got you this,” says Ushijima as he handles the basket and a shinny blue rock. “Do you like them…?” (1/3) / #UshiOi
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Oikawa tries to appeal nonchalant as he hugs the gifts to his chest. Oikawa tries to ignore the way his blush is even worse than Ushijima’s.
“I… yes… thank you, Ushiwaka.”
Ushijima smiles, and nods. He’s ready to leave, not wanting to take more of Oikawa’s time. (2/3)
“I… yes… thank you, Ushiwaka.”
Ushijima smiles, and nods. He’s ready to leave, not wanting to take more of Oikawa’s time. (2/3)
“Wait!” Oikawa feels his breath getting heavier. “Do you want to eat me? No! EAT WITH ME?”
“I’d be honored.”
With Ushijima by his side, Oikawa leads the way to his den. (3/3)
“I’d be honored.”
With Ushijima by his side, Oikawa leads the way to his den. (3/3)
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