selfies. | oikawa tooruselfies. | oikawa tooru by shoujodere
Oikawa liked to take selfies. At least, that's what people call them nowadays. You didn't really catch up with modern slangs — mainly because you didn't care. But apparently, lots of people actually used them, and you wouldn't understand them if you didn't know what they meant. Meaning, you forced to learn yourself slangs. It was a painful experience, you had to say.
You grab your phone on top of the cabinet — where it had been laying whilst you were in the bathroom. Wiping your hands with your shirt, you unlocked it and see if you had any new messages or any missed calls. There weren't any. However, there were new photos — much to your confusion. You don't remember taking any photos. It was rare of you take one, actually.
"Hey, Oikawa," you called out, and he perks at the sound of your angelic voice.
"What is it, my [Name]-chan~?"
"Why is my phone filled with your selfies?"
Silence. Utter silence.
You waited patiently for him to respond, already knowing in you