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Attending the Tanabata festival had been a tradition of theirs since they were children, and this had been the first time Oikawa and Iwaizumi had attended it without friends or family.
There had been a strange, almost tangible air of tension between the two of them since Oikawa had rung Iwaizumi’s doorbell earlier that day.
He had been grinning from ear to ear with a mask in hand, twirling on the spot asking, “how do I look Iwa-chan? Handsome as ever, right?”
Iwaizumi had wanted to admit it all to Oikawa right then and there, but swallowed the words back, lightly flicking him on the cheek instead.