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"Oh, it's just you--" (first name) stopped mid-sentence as Oikawa tickled her mercilessly. She may be strong, but tickles always defeated her. Her laughter was music to the brunette's ears, so he kept going.
Once he stopped, (first name) looked him in the eye. She glared as she slowly approached him, getting closer and closer with every step. "You better be prepared Oikawa." With that she tackled him to the ground, tickling whatever she felt.
When she stopped, the two noticed that they were in a compromising position. Oikawa was hovering over (first name), his face inches from hers. His brown eyes were locked on her pink lips.
"I'm kinda tempted to kiss you right now," he said out loud.
"Then do it," (first name) said, putting her arms around his neck. So, he did.
His soft lips met hers for a chaste kiss. When he pulled away, the two smiled at each other for what seemed like forever. His voice came out quiet. "I love you." Oh, he hoped that she didn't hear him. (first name) leaned up and pecked Oikawa's lips before slipping out from underneath him.
She turned to face him before walking to the party again. "By the way, I love you too."
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