Casualties

Oikawa cried
He was a total mess, not able to speak in whole sentences anymore.
He couldn't do anything other than sitting on the sofa and staring on the words on his laptop,
blurry through his tears.
It wasn't that anything incredibly tragic had happened, his day hadn't been bad or anything.
And still, in this sole moment he was able to feel something, to experience what he had never ever felt before.
Just this few words were needed to totally fuck up everything.
Just this one dear friend oh his living a few countries away telling him that they loved him just like he was.
Just this simple thing.
But Oikawa couldn't do anything than cry.
He cried for hours.
Someone thought of him.
Someone had went all the lenghts to tell him this.
He was loved.

Oikawa cried.
He had needed this so much.
He was loved.