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[yotsume]

It's okay, Tooru-oniichan...actually I caught a flu so I don't want to get you or Hajime-oniichan sick.

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A flu? Oh jeez, please make sure to drink plenty of water.

Do you want to come rest here, you won't get us sick, we'll take good care of you, promise!!

[yotsume]

I'm okay! I'm being taken care of, don't worry Tooru-oniichan.

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If you're sure... just get lots of rest. Please feel better soon.

[yotsume]

I will. Thank you.

[koat]

thanks im gonna come by now okay?

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sure thing, i'm here~

[There was something worrying about how Rin was texting him. The words felt disjointed, and it wasn't his usual style of text in the slightest, so Oikawa hung out by the gym doors themselves. He could have spent the time just keeping busy, but he was worried enough to loiter without anything else there to keep his attention.]

[koat]

[ It's revealing that Rin doesn't trust himself enough to maintain his facades today, to trust being able to be around others who might question it, might express concern. As such, he's been avoiding most people, Hiro and Keisuke (plus Akira) in particular. But even then... he doesn't want to be alone. Doesn't want to have to deal with his thoughts and feelings that have been dug up so freshly with nothing else to distract him. It's a moment of weakness, at least he would consider it in such a way, but he lets him reach out, even minorly. When Rin arrives, there's high tension in his usual confident ease of movement, and the smile he offers isn't as convincing as he can usually make them, but then again Oikawa's already seen him in some of his moments where he lacks cheerful airs. ] Hey. Were you doing anything? [ His questioning gaze almost... begs for that to be true, for something to take his mind off what's transpired today. ]

[havent]

It might help. I don't think anyone's using that anyway.

We'll find out when we all try to sleep for the first night just how much adjustments we're going to need to make.

[ it's a good thing not all of them are as tall as he is. or as big and boisterous as bokuto and kuroo. ]

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[He can see that tension like a light in the darkness - Rin isn't okay, not right now. Not today. Someone must have shown up is all Oikawa can think from their earlier conversation and the state Rin is in now, that when Rin asks and that look on his face is downright hopeful, Oikawa passes over saying nothing, I was studying the ceiling and instead smiles when he slips his arm around his friends shoulders. Tugging him in and slouching lightly so they can walk, he hums thoughtfully.]

Well, I waaas thinking about doing some drills, but now I'm thinking a nap might be nice. Want to come sleep with me, Rin-chan? [Privacy, to talk rather than sleep, but putting on a show about taking a nap would keep him from feeling less stressed.]

[koat]

[ He stills, for but a moment, before letting himself relax a little - it's a friendly touch, familiar hold, and Rin can companionably lean into Oikawa's side as they walk without preamble. ] Don't you get bored of practicing all the time? [ He's teasing mostly, a glimmer of mischief in his otherwise dully lit gaze. It lacks the usual spark, almost tired. ] As long as I'm not stealing you away from your teammates~ I wouldn't mind. [ Even if he wouldn't be able to sleep if he wanted to - that's hard enough to do on better days. ]

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we'll figure it out, everyone will be comfortable enough! besides it's not like half of us aren't sleeping curled up together anyway, right?

[havent]

For those of us who're comfortable doing that, yes.

[ gross don't come near him gross ]

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Does it look like anyone is around to be needing my attention? It's just you, Rin-chan, you have my full attention! I get bored sometimes, but if I don't put in the time, how am I going to get any better?

[Laughing mildly and guiding him all the way back to the storage room doors, Oikawa easily works it open before walking with Rin in and shutting it behind them - then moving to the far corner where he and Iwaizumi have a sort of nest made up with a wrestling mat, bed roll and one skimpy little blanket. Rin might recognize the heart shaped pillow, but Oikawa would argue that keeping it was just for having something useful. It certainly wasn't something he wanted to keep otherwise.]

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were you not a snuggler when you were a kid??

maybe i just got used to my nephew crawling all over me so sleeping in crowds does nothing now.

[canoodle]

[ dal dal watches him as he hesitates, freezing the moment she sees that look on his face. immediately, she knows that something is not right. that isn't the face of someone who is being overly cautious — that's the face of someone who's seen something, and something unpleasant, at that.

her heart seizes up, traitorous mind dragging her back to the small room of the teacher's lounge. dark eyes, a low growl, a body that grew and consumed everything in its path, blood everywhere—

she squeezes his hand. hard. refusing to follow his line of sight, she merely steps towards the cafeteria doors, shoving one open. ]

Just keep going. Don't stop—

[ she doesn't want to know, she doesn't want to <>know. ]

[catenate]

If you say so.

[He trusts Oikawa to be honest with him where it counts, so after a confused blink in his direction, he just shrugs it off, filing it away for later. Then, however, his hand is pressing a little to the left of the middle of his chest, feeling for the beat against his palm.]

10th; backdated still slow apparently jfc

[catenate]

[It's been a long day of trying to help people, to give out warnings that things here can be bad and you need support. It's all well and good until he's been bringing up bad memories, memories of the day he lost his fingers and Oikawa was taken. It's easy enough to get to sleep with how they're all huddled together, Oikawa slumped across him so he's in his sights.

It doesn't stop the nightmares tonight though.

He feels his feet moving through the hallways, hearing the clatter of doors swinging shut and banging. Sometimes there's a slither than follows it. He runs faster, breath falling short as the screams start.

Hajime!! Hajime!!! Haaaajimeeeee!!!! They get louder and more desperate as he tries to catch up, watching in horror as the door closes and all he can feel is emptiness.

It's too late to realise he's cried out in his sleep, yelling 'no', 'stop' or something like that but he doesn't register it until his own voice wakes him out, a cold sweat coating his skin as he stares blindly into the darkness, trying to hold back another scream when it feels as though the dream hasn't ended.]

[havent]

That isn't really a thing with me, no.

[underlined]

Yeah... he seems like he is. [He definitely had that kind of aspect about him, that Keisuke had noticed, at least. He had barely known Keisuke for a few weeks and he was willing to pull him into a hug in a moment of emotional fragility. It wasn't something Keisuke was used to. Strength and stoicism had been prided in the world he came from—that, and the person he'd spent most of his time with hadn't exactly been the "touchy feely" type.

That sort of camaraderie was... nice, he had to admit. He understood why one might want to be friends with Iwaizumi, though he's still trying to figure Oikawa out. He's amiable, sure, but... there's something a little overly-saccharine to it. He's not sure.]

Okay - if you say so. [Okay, yes, he's maintaining eye contact a little easier now, thanks Oikawa.] He... mentioned you, I think. You've been friends for a while, right?

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[What makes his heart sink into his stomach the most is that he knows it's there in the hallway outside the gym. Outside the gym, where everyone else is. Should he call them, should he wake them from much needed rest, should he go try to distract it away? While Dal Dal's grip grounds him, Oikawa remains frozen in place as he tries to decide too many things at once.

Then whatever he sees is moving, those eyes turning away as it disappears around a corner and he shakes where he stands for only a few more moments, before briskly taking the steps into the cafeteria after her while still staring back behind them.]

I. Should call someone. Or would the noise attract it to them. [His voice is quiet, so so quiet he may as well be whispering.]

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[Iwaizumi will find that despite how calm and amused Oikawa is managing to make himself come off as, his heartbeat is thumping away a little too fast for how little he's moving and for a moment, Oikawa is left hoping he doesn't ask. Still rubbing his face, pinching the bridge of his nose, he turns his head to look away at the opposite wall instead while he takes in the feeling of his hand over his heart. If he didn't know Iwaizumi was obviously just looking for the heart for his studying, he'd joke about romantic gestures.]

we're forever slow shhafd

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[Oikawa is awake long before Iwaizumi has started really yelling - from the moment he has started shifting around and thrashing his head back and forth, and he is already sitting up to catch Iwaizumi by the shoulders to keep him from hurting himself. Bringing one hand up to blindly touch his face, cradling then when he can lean in close, Oikawa just puts himself directly in Iwaizumi's sight, soothing with both contact and whispers, as if the yelling didn't wake everyone else. He knows everyone is awake, he doesn't care what they think right now. He hates that he's the one who has ended up doing this to him in the end, giving him these nightmares just because he couldn't help calling for him in terror.]

Hajime. I'm right here. Shhh shh, I'm here, see, you can see me, right?

[Pressing his forehead against his friends and shutting his eyes, he just curls his other arm around him firmly to solidify that he's right here.] You're okay. I'm okay.

skjnsdgkjn grips your hand.... timezones are not our friends

[catenate]

[He's breathing hard as his eyes start to focus in the dark. With how close they are here it's impossible to miss the fact that he's there. He's alive. He's safe. Adrenaline is still pumping in his blood, hands shaking from the nightmare that's showing pictures still behind his eyes. Every time he blinks it's there.

He curses softly, blinking the wetness that was forming in his eyes away before he twists his head to look in the opposite direction to everyone else. He doesn't want them to see this, Kuroo is close enough already that he's probably seen and heard enough already, but that can't be helped.]

Sorry. Fuck... Sorry I didn't-- [Didn't mean to wake him, to keep having this same fucking dream happen over and over. He doesn't want to look and see if he scared someone else who just got here, just reaches up to cling at his side. His other hand flattens against Oikawa's back.]

[catenate]

[Yeah, sorry Oikawa, there's nothing romantic in this at all. Nor is he that lucky. He frowns as he feels his heartbeat, and the only way he gets away with Iwaizumi not counting is because he doesn't have a watch to time a minute with.



It's definitely too fast though.]

You're not getting sick are you?

[His hand moves to press the back against Oikawa's forehead, slapping his hand away so his route isn't blocked.] We can leave it there for now if you are.