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Hajime closes his eyes, leaning his forehead against the closed door of the bathroom.

His head’s spinning. Everything hurts. How did he not know- how did he not see? He fucked up, fucked up hard, fuck-

His heart is racing in his chest, thrumming so loudly that he can feel it in his fingertips. He closes one hand into a fist, feeling the prick of each of his fingernails against his palm, desperate to calm down his racing heart.

But it’s not working.

He can’t get upset now. He can’t panic.

“Tooru,” he says, again, a desperate plea. He opens his eyes, staring at the door in front of him. The panic is rising more quickly than usual. When was the last time he heard from him? Was it really this morning, at breakfast?

The silence that greets him makes his stomach drop.

Tooru’s words from this morning are banging around inside of his head.

I think I need some time, he’d said, pushing around the eggs on his plate, not eating. I don’t know about… all of this.

Hajime had played it off - yeah, things had been tough lately, but this?

Okay... it’s been hard. They can’t be together as often as they’d like. They’re both busy, and Hajime has his responsibilities, not to mention their families-

Fuck, what a mess this is.

It’ll be fine, it’s always fine-

It has to be-

He loves Tooru so, so much. He’s not just his boyfriend, he’s not just his best friend, he’s a part of him. Their lives are so intricately intertwined that he really can’t even fathom a world without Tooru in it. Even just the thought hurts, shakes him down to his core. He can’t let that happen- he won’t let that happen.

“Please, please, Tooru, I’ll do anything, just talk to me.” Hajime bites his lip, leaning his body weight against the door. His body feels so fucking heavy. He needs to hear his voice, needs to feel his warmth, touch his skin, make sure all of this is real.

Hajime falls quiet, leaning against the door and listening. It’s quiet, so quiet that it hurts, until…

He hears shifting from the other side of the door.

Straightening up, Hajime strains to listen. He breathes in, air inflating his lungs again at this small confirmation - Tooru’s in there, he’s okay, he’s alive, fuck-

“Tooru?” Has Hajime’s voice always been so small? “Tooru, baby…” his voice catches in his throat, it’s all coming down on him too fast. He’s overwhelmed, tears pricking at the corners of his eyes. Why won’t he talk to me-

There’s more shifting, and a press against the door. Hajime’s stomach is in knots by this point. He tries to take a slow breath, tries to calm his racing heart because it’s so loud that even Tooru must be able to hear it by now.

Another breath in, and then out.

His heart rate slows, just a little. But it’s enough. Enough to calm his body, enough to focus, to try and reign in all of these feelings.

The doorknob turns, and Hajime watches as the door is pulled open. So slowly, so tentative. It only opens halfway before he sees Tooru standing inside.

He looks so defeated.

Eyes red from crying, skin pale, expression pained. He’s looking down at the floor, his gaze slowly shifting upwards until his eyes meet Hajime’s. He rubs his arm with a hand, looking uncomfortable under Hajime’s fixed stare.

“Tooru-”

“Can we do this?” Tooru asks. His lower lip is trembling. “I can’t- I need- I just don’t-” he squeezes his eyes shut, trying to hold back tears. “Hajime-”

So many words bubble up in Hajime’s throat. Yes, repeatedly, we can; choruses of I need you and please don’t leave me. But he can’t just make empty promises. It’s now or never - he knows that if he lets Tooru walk out, he won’t be walking back into his life again.

“Yes,” Hajime nods hurriedly, reaching out to grab Tooru’s shoulders. “Yes, yes, yes, we can. We will, okay? Nothing- nothing else matters.” He takes a step closer, and Tooru doesn’t push him away. He’s shaking hard now. “I love you. That’s what matters.”

Tooru meets his eye, gaze teary. “Can we have this? Can we make it work?”

Hajime’s heart feels like it’s about to burst out of his chest. Can they? They have to. Have to.

Instead of answer again, Hajime pulls Tooru into a long, tight hug.

The kind of hug that can glue back broken pieces.

Prompt: birthdays //  height  // soulmate Pairing: Oikawa Tooru & Kunimi Akira

This is dedicated to @soupfulness and her Kunimi & Oikawa comic that was recently posted. It was completely captivating and for the start of this week, I wished to try write something for that particular rare pair as I seemed to find potential in two-

I’ll be trying to write for the whole of @oikawararepairweek and hopefully I’ll get through it. Thank you to all who stopped off to follow, repost, like or just take a moment to read!

As always, if you have any questions, feel free to message or send through an ask. Constructive criticism is always welcome and gladly received.

A Shadow of a Doubt

In this world, one’s soulmate are not determined by a matching mark. Neither the first words formed upon one’s lips, nor the names that curl around their body, the basis of pairings that are meant to be. Instead, one looks for shadows.

A person has their character, their personality with both flaws and perfections. A shadow is a reflection of the person, something that follows them around unknowingly, forever stuck to their owners. They display all that you are, all that you can be and all that you might be.

However, to find your shadow back, one must first find their soulmate. For those who have another destined for them at birth, will be born with their soulmate’s shadow that forever trails them around. To get their own back, there must be mutual understanding between the pair with all things between the two resolved. And a simple kiss will do the trick.

It’s Princess Principal, which is currently airing at the moment! It’s about a group of young women doing missions as spies in a steampunk fantasy version of turn-of-the-century London. 

4. in bbs which character order do you play in?

aqua -> aqua -> terra, reluctantly -> ven, even more reluctantly

i do full playthroughs pretty rarely... once i finish up in 2FM i’m probably going to do a recommended-order one, though!

5. have you cried at any point in the series?

have i ever stopped crying. trailers & events actually get me a little worse than the games proper these days but kh is the one fictional thing that kind of just makes me sob whenever it wants

35. favourite scene?

Ohhh I usually find that people play aqua last because of how her scenario ties up the whole bbs plot! how was the experience playing aqua first then terra&ven?

i dont remember much of ac3 but it was the first ac game whre i completely gave up trying to accomplish the optional mission objects lol

look at that nonchalant face. wasn't it revealed that sakura was rider's master in this route tho? i dont remember HF that well haha. did shinji had a book thingy he used to command rider?