Fuck i broke myself they're too cute fuck fuck fuck
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もう、戻れない…
Oikawa watches the way the little face lights up, the eyes like lightning and the wide smile that lets out a brief "thank you!" seconds before the tiny body goes running around the festival.
The laughter comes natural, and he couldn't care less about the citizens that look at him as if he had just fallen off of a sacred cloud ―he starts running as well, always behind the red tuft while all the lights pass by his side adopting an impenetrable wall-like shape.
There is it, this indomitable creature, in front of an unremarkable stall.
There is it, can't they see it? ―it's the one that runs to hold the children's hands and gifts them the prize recently obtained in a game stall.
It's the one that leaps trying to watch a puppet act over the audience's shoulders (it's the one Oikawa lifts gently between his arms, to its grand humiliation).
It's the one that dances in front of all the people, the one that leads the circle created to give thanks for the harvest and the abundance and for all the good things ―the abundance and happiness themselves directing the others.
Oikawa can only think about how unique this moment is, because all the bodies that ever lay by his side are unique and ephemeral, and he cannot help but think about how envious must the people around him be.
After all, no one but me wakes up by your side.
It's this fleeting thought the one that compels him to run as fast as he can, fast enough to actually reach this little human fire.
When he finally grabs its hand and locks their fingers together, the tiny body comes to a halt. The eyes scrutinize his face for any sign of disgust, and Oikawa utterly despises the idea he could have done something to provoke this earthly angel's distress.
He wants to say "I'd never hurt you."
He wants to say: "I'm sorry if I did, I won't do it again."
And "I want to look at you some more."
Or at least "I want to walk by your side."
But most importantly:
"I don't want our hands locked together so tightly to be a dream any longer."
Nevertheless, all he says is:
"Come with me".
In this moment, there are no other words that could convey better what he feels.
Reviews, plz? ;_;
-Pequeña