themuggingthief

Down and out Oikawa Tooru Warning: contains anxiety and panic attacks and disorders Oikawa stepped through the door of his apartment, keys jingling as he placed them on the hook. Shrugging his coat off, his coca brown eyes searched the living room, noting its lack of life. After hanging up his coat, dropping his bag, and kicking off his shoes, Oikawa walked through the clean living room, his bare feet subjected to the mercy of the cool wooden floor.  He glanced into the kitchen. That too was empty, but all the dishes were put away and it was sparkling as usual. Sighing, he made his way past the office and to the bedroom. The air smelled li