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bye shittykawa o/

[look it's even a waving arm... not as weird and complicated as Oikawa's emotes, but it gets the message across.]

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WAAAH IWACHAN GAVE ME AN EMOTE EVEN!!!!

[He's literally coming to find you now you shithead]

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[Wow gross. He didn't ask for this.]

action | forward-dated to july 26 i'm fucking laughing at the thread above this w t f

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[ by the time the sun rises, dal dal hasn't slept a wink. she's at least a little more comfortable, though, even if her company for the evening had finally managed to nod off sometime between 4 and 6 am. she hadn't really been paying that much attention, but she's guessing from the slight ache starting to settle on her shoulder where iwaizumi's head had nodded off to, she'd guess it'd been at least an hour.

she'd taken to watching the faint rise and falls of chests around the area where she'd been tucked into, a corner where she's able to sit up a little and watch the rest from a decent vantage point. she assumes this is why iwaizumi chooses to sleep here, of all places, as it would allow him a look around the space where everyone sleeps fairly easily, and that just sounds like the sort of thing he'd do, wouldn't it?

what a softie.

because of that, though, she's close enough to see when one of their number finally stirs, and close enough still to address him with a voice quiet enough that only he should be able to hear. ]

You should go back to sleep. Your beauty could use a couple more hours.

IT'S A BEAUTIFUL THREAD ISN'T IT??

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[He doesn't feel like he slept at all, even if he surely passed out for a few hours. Still sitting up all the way and rubbing his face, almost blankly reaching around the new figure in their sleeping corner just to be sure Iwaizumi was there - he can tell by the bicep he touches - Oikawa leans in a bit more so he can answer without similarly waking anyone else.]

Are you trying to say I'm not a pretty sleeper as it is? So mean, Dal Dal-chan.

[It's less sass and more of a sleepy tease, but with his head slouching down against her other shoulder for a moment, he quiets like he's about to fall asleep again - he doesn't. But staying like this is nice, just all together in a pile of people he is scared for at any hour of the day and night. He might not have known her for as long as any of these kids, but Dal Dal's presence does help Oikawa feel a bit more relaxed.

Another pair of eyes for all of them to be safe.]

You haven't slept at all, have you. [His voice was softer in asking, without lifting his head.]

smh so hard...

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[ she should protest, really, because she's hardly a pillow, despite being unarguably softer and smaller than two on either side of her. but she didn't quite have the energy to, and she figure she should be happy they're even getting the rest that they are. ]

Didn't really feel like it, [ is all she answers, half-stifled around a half-yawn, half-sigh. these nights, it isn't that she couldn't sleep, but more that she's too afraid to sleep. too often has she woken up in frightful tears these past few days.

a deep breath, and a steadying exhale. ]

It smells like 'boy' all over here.

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Welcome to the gym, where it usually smells like boy.

[Chuckling and rubbing his forehead into her shoulder, Oikawa slowly lifts his head now though and reaches up to rub the place he had been at, before reaching to start trying to gently roll Iwaizumi over - not to wake him, but to give Dal Dal enough space between them that she could get up if she needed to.]

If you want to stink less like a boy, we have some soap and stuff for showers. The locker rooms have been handy for that much, at least, and for having close bathrooms at night.

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[ as soon as the weight of iwaizumi's head is lifted off her shoulder, she rolls it along with her neck, attempting to rid herself of the ache that had formed there. she doesn't stand, though, not just yet. ]

A shower does sound nice.

[ it'd help wash the lack of sleep from her, maybe. not to mention wake her a little more. some cold water to the face will definitely help her feel a little more alive.

but then she glances down at her clothing, and sighs. her eyes close, head tipping back against the wall she's leaning against. ]

I'm too lazy to go all the way to my locker to get my clothes.

psst u get the newest icon i've added

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[Watching the way she really contemplates that shower by looking down at her current clothes, Oikawa makes a soft muffled chuckle before shifting, leaning back on his end of the sleep mat to fish around in his corner - he's sure he's got something recently cleaned in here, and sure enough, he's pulling up the gym shirt he hasn't been wearing and simply plunks it into her lap.]

You can borrow this. It'll be a dress on you, probably.

action; forward dated to late on the 30th -- why did i promise you this

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[It's one of those nights where he just can't sleep, though thankfully for once it's not because of nightmares. He's already spoken to Tsukishima... as unhelpful as that talk was, and really he doesn't want to bring this up with Oikawa at all.

In fact there are 1 million other people he'd rather talk to about this than Oikawa, but at the same time he can't think of anyone better suited for it. If it wasn't about himself it wouldn't be as embarrassing, but after the 50th shift as he twists away from the other teen he reaches up with his left hand, gripping his hair in frustration.





Why did it have to come up in a place like this?]

Oikawa? You asleep?

[It's said quietly enough that it shouldn't disturb him or anyone else if they are, but.

Maybe this is the best time to bring it up.]

c: bc u love tagging me

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Not really.

[Speaking up softly and reaching over to thump Iwaizumi lightly in the chest, Oikawa did sound pretty tired despite admitting how not asleep he is; Iwai has been flip flopping around literally all night, and Oikawa was far too jumpy to ignore it every time and stay asleep. Rolling over and shifting to scoot in closer so they could talk without needing to speak loudly, he flopped his arm across his friends chest and waited for him to continue, turning his eyes up to look at him through the darkness of the room.]

What's on your mind.

for some reason (nottalking)

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Sorry. [He swallows when Oikawa shuffles in closer, trying to ignore the fact that this--what he's about to bring up--is not a conversation they've really had before. One he didn't think they'd ever really need to, honestly. He doesn't know why up until this point he hasn't really thought about it. Had never questioned why in comparison Oikawa would prattle on for hours and days and in constrast he never gave a fuck but--]

Before I say anything, I want you to promise something.

[Mostly because he doesn't trust Oikawa to not laugh in his face...]

i bet i could guess the reason~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

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[Quirking an eyebrow and shifting to scoot in close enough to set his face mildly against the middle of Iwaizumi's shoulders, he shifts his hands to eventually find Iwaizumi's arms and lightly pat them, as if soothing with whatever this promise is. It's clearly something weighing heavily enough on his mind that it keeps him up, so it requires being serious.]

What's that. I'm not going to laugh if it's something you're seriously this worried about, Iwa-chan.

SHHHHHHH

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[He tenses up a little at first, puffing out one breath before he grits his teeth. Oikawa really has no idea. He's definitely going to laugh.]

You're going to laugh.

[He's already partly resigned himself to that.] But if you promise and then do, at least I have a reason to hit you for it.

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That's not fair! You're looking for a reason to hit me!

[Pouting with those words and thumping his head in place, Oikawa still kneads his hand all the way until he's rubbing the back of Iwaizumi's hands, still offering the support with his actions even if his words are simple and argumentive.]

If you don't really want to tell me, I can just roll over and sleep again. I'll promise to try my best to not laugh, how's that?

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No, I... can't work it out. [He's quieter when he says it, mulling over his words. It leads to a few minutes of silence though, a few minutes where he evens his breathing out.]

It's been bothering me for a while now, so. [Only now he's getting frustrated with himself now because he never fucking hesitates. It's why the rest comes out flatly, no matter how hilarious it might be coming from him.] How did--do--you know when you like someone?

[Shoot him now tbh]

uuuuuu i'm honored

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the shirt flutters over her lap, covering enough to pretty much act as a small blanket if she'd wanted it to. she's got no doubt it would cover more than enough of her, if she were to make out with just this. it's not the most appealing of thoughts, but her locker is too far away, and she's too tired to make the journey for a quick shower.

with a shrug, she slowly stands, careful to avoid too much pressure on her healing hand. the shirt she's folded up and hung over an arm by the time she turns towards oikawa. ]

You said you had things for a shower?

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[It's actually really cute listening to Iwaizumi struggle with his words; he so rarely has this problem that Oikawa makes no move to roll away and stop listening. His hand stills in the soothing though when the question finally comes and for a moment, Oikawa actually moves his hand up to feel his bicep as if actually making sure this is Iwaizumi. Sitting up on his elbow to look down at him then with both eyebrows raised, it wasn't a laugh that wanted to bubble out.

"Iwa-chan, are you growing up on me finally?"

He just barely manages to curb that though, because he can tell it's clearly important, just.]

How to... tell. When you think you like someone. [Ah. This feels strange.]

Hmm! Well. You can't really get them out of your mind, I guess is a start. You're always worried about them in some form, and even when you're together, you want to make them smile. [There's more, but he pauses to wait to hear how he takes these parts so far, but he can't help thinking about that strange feeling he has.

Iwaizumi has a crush on someone?]

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[Almost lifting a hand to help her stand in the middle of the crowd of sleeping bodies, Oikawa nods as he shifts back into rooting through his little pile of stuff, eventually pulling out soap and shampoo and a small hand towel to hand over all wrapped up.]

Here you go. Use the hand towel to dry off, there aren't any full sized towels around yet unless you wanted to try a blanket. [Giving a half tease with that and smiling, he shifts and moves to pick himself up too, careful with his weight on his right leg but hardly wobbling. He's only going to walk with her to the door before popping into the bathroom to wash his face himself, as much as he might like to try and sleep.]

breaks your knee.... wait

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[His eyes flicker up a little when Oikawa grabs his bicep, wondering what the hell he's doing, but then he's peeking over and his head is twisting back forward, staring at his hands that are limp on the floor next to him. He can feel his ears burning a bit, just because this entire situation seems dumb but.

It's been over a week.]

That's pretty much everyone--is there anything else? [His throat sounds drier now, hoping that after this something will click as a yes or no.

Any kind of answer would be great.]

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J - Just "Keisuke" is fine, [he mutters in reply, nearly out of reflex rather than anything else. Considering practically no one of his own age back home used honorifics for one another—and even fewer bothered with nicknames—Oikawa's sudden leap into both had felt really strange. But, you know, he'll get over it if you decide just to ignore that...

Somehow, Keisuke isn't surprised that Iwaizumi has to keep this guy in check a lot. He certainly seems... uh. Keisuke isn't really sure how to describe him. He's never really met a person who acted like him before.]

Oh. [Wow, they'd been together that long? Keisuke can understand, in a way. He'd known Akira since they were kids in the orphanage, so nearly as long.]

That is lucky... You can get through a lot of dangerous situations if you trust the person at your side. [Even though he looks down a bit while saying it.]

post .... tree .....

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How are you doing?

I'm sorry. He's not usually this ridiculous.

lol

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i'm doing much better now that i've had a chance to lay down.

it's fine, no need for you to be apologizing, tsuki-chan. he might be pretty weird, but he didnt ever strike me as the type to do something that dumb, so there had to be something else to it.

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That's what worries me too. It seemed like someone, or something, provoked him into thinking he was right all along.

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we did just have a strange amount of ghosts hanging around. yelling at people in the bathrooms, licking people in other bathrooms. paralysis for no reason.