a little easier to hear. until one day, it becomes loud enough, brave enough, to stop hiding in the subtext and becomes something new entirely.

“tobio-chan!” oikawa calls out.

and tobio turns around, his pretty face warm like a sunbeam.

“I love you too, oikawa-san.”

“why are you bugging me anyway? I’m on sick leave,” tsukki sniffles.

“well im on sick leave too!” kuroo whines into the phone, “sick of you leaving me!”

tsukki hangs up immediately. and wonders if he also has a fever because he is suddenly feeling VERY warm 🌡️

archiveofourown.org/works/62806732

also this goes without saying but this tobio is a hardened veteran in the sport of 'replying oikawa tooru's texts in a supportive yet unpatronising way or else he will whine and complain for hours and you will not wake up on time for your 5am run'

“that bitch.”

and oikawa can’t help but laugh

oikawa chooses comfort of course because damnit those pants were MADE for him and now they’ll probably end up being paired with some truly hideous shoes (oikawa has decided everything that guy owns is ugly).

and after a few seconds of ‘typing’ tobio’s reply is a short and sweet

meanwhile tobio is an open book about how much he looks up to and admires oikawa but his wallpaper and screensaver is just

is this a well known Russian poem? it’s pretty 🥹🥹

come on now youtu.be/POswxK1sZnw?...