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" i love you. i love you so much, " the girl hid her blushing face under a thin layer of brown bangs, " please accept my feelings; i promise to treasure you forever. "
                          
he watches the pair from afar through half-lidded eyes, donning an utterly uninterested expression. he could almost recite what iwaizumi was about to say in reply, he's been saying it for the past three years after all. he'll apologise and repeat the same soulmate bullshit he's told every other person who confessed to him.
                          
"i'm sorry, but i've yet to find my soulmate, " and clink, there goes another glass heart, the shards of which iwaizumi would never bother to clean up, though it was him who shattered it in the first place.
                          
nailed it, oikawa thinks.
                          
 
                          
every night, oikawa hides his head in fluffy blankets and lets his imagination run wild.
                          
he pictures himself going on late night walks with iwaizumi, the crisp autumn air and fuzzy streetlights setting a perfect romantic amtosphere -- in his opinion, at least. they hold hands, share a turqoise wool scarf, and let out small, brief giggles as they share memories of junior high. iwaizumi lightly punches oikawa across the head at his mildly sexual joke; oikawa replies with a 'mean, hajime! ' -- iwaizumi's surname replaced by his given. they take turns to ruffle each other's hair, strands softly illuminated by the fireflies above them -- iwaizumi's hair is spikey and unexpectly soft. oikawa's is tangled, unkempt, but nonetheless compliments his looks perfectly.
                          
eventually, they share a messy but ever so passionate kiss, their fingers never untangling themselves in the process.
                          
 
                          
oikawa's conscience tells him to stop, to lower his expectations, because the higher you fly the harder you fall and the fall isn't something any normal person could take, they end up getting scarred for life. oikawa is obidient, he listens to his conscience, and thus the ideal date scenario comes to an end. oikawa is left alone with nothing but the light emitting from his television screen and his to-be-completed homework, no twisted reality his eccentric mind comes up with to keep his lonely self company.
                          
oikawa knows his unrequited love is killing him on the inside, eating away at every bit of sanity left in him yet he never tries to deny the fact that he's oh so hopelessly in love with someone his flailing arms could never reach.
                          
 
                          
" hey, did you know about iwaizumi-kun's wr- "
                          
" yeah. someone leaked a picture of it, didn't they. "
                          
oikawa's quite the decent eavsdropper, sensitive ears catching every word of the two gossipers clearly.
                          
" the words on his wrist are something along the lines of, 'hey, i admire you alot. ', right? "
                          
" yeah. too bad i missed the chance though, should've waited till later to confess. "
                          
" it's alright, hon, there'll always be someone else... "
                          
oikawa takes a swift glance at the nearby clock, realizes that he's almost late for class, and sprints back; his thoughts fragmented into a million small pieces in his head.
                          
iwaizumi will be his soon, all his to ravish, to claim, to love, and he embraces this fate with anticipation and perhaps a small, insignificant undercurrent of guilt. he chooses to ignore it.
                          
 
                          
a/n ;
                          
honestly i don't even know where this fic is going // i fail as a writer ik   im so sorry for slow updates school is // urgh
                          
lots of love,
sharon 🌊🍂