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[havent]

He's not that terrible. But we'll see how these new arrangements in the team work.

I hope we have space enough in the storage.

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it should be fun, really! do you look forward to blocking someone news spikes??

i'm thinking we'll have to do a little shuffling. maybe put the soccer net out in front of the doorway at night, and anyone who wants to keep watch can sit up there with the doors open?

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[Curling his fingers briefly in place when Iwaizumi's hand slips over his wrist and taps into his palm, Oikawa can feel the smile on his face disappear with fingers grazing his own and he can hear it, that sadness in his murmurings. Fingers. Things to take for granted. Iwaizumi was already pulling his hand away since he had the name correct and any fleeting thoughts Oikawa might have had are being interrupted by the request.

Blinking slowly, wondering for a moment why he feels mildly hazy for all this studying, all it is is studying, Oikawa exhales a breath with a sound of acknowledgement before bending his left knee and shifting his foot partway up where it slides on the table. He doesn't outright lift it, but Iwaizumi is free to manipulate him as he pleases.]

[canoodle]

Nothing, just thought of something funny~

[ she follows along behind him, keeping close to his side. she understands his wariness with regards to the hallways, especially since the lights are still out, and the sun hasn't really risen yet.

she pats his shoulder a little. ]

You have two sets of eyes now. Don't worry so much.

[koat]

thanks y yeah i think ill come by inn a sec are all the others around too?

[catenate]

[Really he just presumes he's getting sleepy more than anything else. It's probably better that he sleeps, he thinks, because he'll need to cover organs as well as bones when he gets to Oikawa's chest and that'll take a while to remember the positions. With his leg his starts with the feet, repeating the same word ("Phalanges") as he skims them and moves under and up. The arch of his foot makes him pause for a minute, scowling as he struggles to remember the word ("Meta... Meta... Meta...") finally resting on ("Metatarsals"). He slides his hand to his heel, pausing again in frustration because it's not as easy to remember parts of the leg compared to the arm.

He's only really had to focus on knees before, whereas hand or arm injuries were more obvious before.

After three or so minutes he finally grumbles ("Calcaneus") and twists his hand to squeeze Oikawa's ankle lightly. ("Mi.... Mi.... Fuck--") He checks the book again, doing the same as before and repeating ("Malleoli") five or so times to memorise it.]

backdated to around the 6th

[yotsume]

Tooru-oniichan have you seen oneechan?

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[Maybe he really is getting sleepy, it's all he can attribute to feeling so strangely calm and sedated. Exhaling this easier little hum with the hand on his ankle, away from the bottom of his foot where it tickled for just a minute, Oikawa shifts his other foot to flop his leg open to make himself more comfortable. He's really content to lay there and do nothing, he really is, but Iwaizumi's hands running over him are making him relax and get antsy all at once.

Mgh what is going on with this, this is normal contact.]

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[His hand presses against the back of his leg, twisting around as he works his way to his knee. He says "Tibia" on the way, staring intently this time because... well, like his fingers Oikawa's knee has always been a problem until recently. He lingers over the joint, murmuring more softly this time when he says "Patella".

He rests his hand on his thigh next, touch light as he glances back at the book to double check the names, softly whispering "femur and quadriceps".]

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[Usually, Oikawa's knee would look red and a little swollen and have a few odd miscolorings in the skin - now it looks like a normal, healthy knee. Nothing out of joint, no bruises from wrapping the brace too tight, no red fingerprint marks of digging his thumbs to press the knee cap back into place. Drifting his hand a little after Iwaizumi's, briefly scratching his knee because it felt so strange to have Iwaizumi's hand on it this time, Oikawa shuts his eyes despite the want to watch when his hand rises up higher.

His skin is starting to feel tingly again, maybe he really is falling asleep and this is what it feels like to fight it when he knows he's safe and secure and a nap wouldn't hurt. Something bothers him about all this, even though he knows it's just touch, that's all it is. In the end with a shift to roll his head and set it the other way, he opens his eyes to look down and watch again, ignoring the sensations that make goosebumps start crawling after Iwaizumi's hand.]

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nah everyones roaming around - i think more students came so they're checking out if its anyone we know.

so far our numbers have rose by two and i don't know if its good or bad in the end, haaha

[catenate]

[He's glad that he doesn't have to worry about it now, glad that they're able to move on from all the pain he's had to go through with it. There's still a worry it'll all happen again though, knowing how reckless Oikawa can be.

With his arms and legs finished though he moves back up, flicking the page of his book to concentrate on the main organs. He's too busy staring at the book to notice Oikawa watching, and this time he uses two hands to press where he works out his lungs to be.]

Breathe in and out. Deeply.

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[When Iwaizumi moves to press both hands to his chest and play doctor by asking that, Oikawa doesn't have it in him for a moment to tease him. Just turning his eyes up to watch his face, to watch him looking off at the book, he breathes in as deep as he can through his nose before exhaling slowly through his mouth.]

[koat]

yeahh i ran into some already guess its gonna get m ore crowded in there sure its fine that i come? i might stay a while

[catenate]

[He waits for it, staring down at his chest rather than Oikawa's face to try and link the image on the paper with the body in front of him. He doesn't even glance up, gaze focused as he flattens his palm, grinning when he works out where the lungs are.]

Lungs: Pulmonary system.

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I know, I know~

[His laugh is quiet and small, even as his right hand dips back to slip down and catch her hand - he is the kind of person to hold hands with anyone at this point. The walk there remains quiet and uneventful though, at least until Oikawa is hesitating about opening the cafeteria doors. Looking back, almost to make sure they aren't being followed, there's a movement that catches his attention and he freezes in place to stare it down.

The darkness is just playing tricks on him, it's just playing tricks, he sees nothing, he absolutely doesn't see two eyes staring back at him from the far end of the hall near the gym.]

[havent]

[ hah ... ] I look forward for the first few times he invites me to do it, and then I'm going to run away. Bokuto's training sessions are very intense.

The problem is that the doors open and close randomly.

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[In the end, Oikawa comes to a startling conclusion that leaves him just quietly staring up at that grin and focussed gaze and realizes he is really enjoying Iwaizumi's hands on him. This is dumb. He can't have actually gone and fallen for him, right? This is just touching, but the sense of trust he has in him to do nothing but touch him and learn his medical terms leaves him letting out this small laugh and lifting a hand to cover his face.

Ah, he interrupted the silence that was otherwise Iwaizumi mumbling under his breath, whoops.]

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it's totally fine, we're figuring out how to make it easier to have so many people!

you know you're welcome to staying as long as you want, rinchan

[catenate]

[It's true, the laugh breaks whatever direction he was about to take, his concentration momentarily snapped as he looks up at Oikawa.] Does it tickle there or something? I can do it lighter.

[He has no idea that any of this has been weird, of course, thinking only of the procedures and places within the body rather than the feeling touching might cause.]

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I'm afraid not, Hina-chan. Did she head out to find something earlier?

[yotsume]

I don't know...
It's okay. Thank you.

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reeeally now? hm hm hm!!!

we can prop them with something heavy - maybe throw that pommel horse out to prop a door, that thing is stupidly heavy to move compared to the doors themselves.

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No, no. I'm fine.

[Waving his other hand, shifting and squirming as if to just get comfortable again, Oikawa wouldn't bring his hand off his face just yet to cover the mild mortification he was feeling. It wasn't just embarrassing to hit this realization, he couldn't say it. He could never say it, he's far happier just as they are and yet the idea has settled in and Oikawa can't completely blot it out of his head just yet.]

Keep going. Sorry.

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Do you want help in looking around? I don't mind at all. The hallways may have just made her lost.