[Cradling his face and giving his cheeks a soft squish, kissing him so much warmer, Oikawa gently tugs on his lower lip with his teeth, keeping his gaze now with affection showing through the worry.]
Hey. I love you. Okay? [No matter what. Even with dumb shit like this where we miscommunicate.]
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Hey. I love you. Okay? [No matter what. Even with dumb shit like this where we miscommunicate.]