Oikawa x Reader

He sat close to your body. The skin to skin contact made his veins flow with adrenaline and his heartbeat faster than any race car would and could ever run. What was it that made him feel like this? Your glowing (h/c) hair that felt like the softest thing to touch? Or was it your cheerful smile that brightened up the mood, and made him close to fainting? Maybe it was your melody-like voice, each note that came out of your baby soft lips delighted him.

It was unexplainable, but one thing that he could explain was that he loved you dearly. Once the two of you would graduated from college, he decided to propose to you. He wanted to get married to the one and only person he loved. No one could be compared to you, you were his dream girl with many flaws that complemented with everything you did.

He looks to your side and sees your soft plump cheeks pink from the cold. He looked over to see the powdered sugar that was fluttering down to the viridescent earth, was beginning to lessen as each minute passed by. He smiles to hisself and wraps an arm around you gives you a light passionate kiss on your cheek. You giggle and kiss him back on his red nose.

"It's about time." He brings up. Sighing, you nod and stand up, still holding his hand. Footprints were left on the snow as you two headed home, hand in hand, hands cold, but hearts warm. Just right then and there, Oikawa realizes why he loved you. You always make the moment sweet and perfect.

That's what made you just his type.