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“Do you think I’m pretty?”
Oikawa asked while fixing his hair in the mirror. It looked the same as always, brown locks falling just above his brows, soft curls forming at the ends. Though it was slightly longer than usual as it was almost time for a new haircut, a day he’d been dreading but seemed to be approaching faster and faster.
He made the mistake of looking beyond just his hair, lowering his eyes until he could see his face, and then everything else. He knew he looked handsome, everyone would tell him so and even he could see it, but there were some days where that caused some discomfort, days where he didn’t want to be handsome, and he couldn’t understand why.
He lowered his hands from his hair to his face. They barely brushed his cheeks as he was quick to stop himself. He wanted to push and pull his face around, as he did quite often, as if he could change his appearance by doing just that.
I just love the headcanon of nonbinary Oikawa, so this fic is some snippets of them discovering their identity