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so you're overlooking his flaws for his good points?

[volleyphile]

i guess?? hes super annoying but hes not that bad

yes i'm measuring your idea of partners to mine

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you've got a ways to go if you're only concerned about him being annoying, chibi-chan, haha!

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what do you mean?? he'll always be annoying

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probably! there's no point in explaining right now.

maybe if you ask iwa-chan, he knows who tobio-chan is dating though!

[volleyphile]

iwaizumi-san knows but he hasn't told you??

[catenate]

I don't want to understand.

[Though in a small way he would, it's not as though he's seen agedashi tofu around just yet... Granted, he also wouldn't wolf it down and choke like Oikawa is bound to???]

[koat]

[ Rin follows along, lingering at the doors for a few moments before he moves toward the corner behind Oikawa. ] Thanks. [ He really does appreciate it, but expressing that is somewhat awkward for him, so he sticks to the quiet, small word of gratitude. He moves closer, sitting at the edge of the mat rather than where he assumes his friend might seat himself. ] I guess that's true. You want to be the best at the sport, right?

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tobio-chan trusts iwa-chan a lot more regarding secrets because iwa-chan won't tell me shit

it's really rude, don't you think?!?

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I am the best setter in the prefecture, or at least I've been getting nice awards every year since middle school telling me so.

[He lets Rin get away with that soft word of thanks, knowing it must be hard to actually say - so once Rin has settled down at the mat, Oikawa kneels down beside him and gives a light little push to make him lay down. Use the pillow Rin-chan, use the blankets and the pillow and the slightly worn mat that is beginning to show its regular use.]

[uttertrash]

[ For all he knows he could be jacking off in there. These Seijohs, man. ]

I don’t feel like it anymore. [ Which is a stupid answer, but he wants an excuse to fucking stay put and listen, all right? Oikawa can’t have wanted to escape the conversation just for a pee. The atmosphere’s been a little too tense for that. ]

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Try going two drops anyway. We're not coming back in five minutes.

[Honestly he really didn't have to either, but now that he's here, he might as well. It doesn't last long before he's zipping up and coming out of the stall to wash his hands, expression a bit more muted because he's still thinking too much.]

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[Keisuke has to laugh at the comparison; if anything, he'd been the "mom" in his friendships (what with his worrying and concern), but he could... understand why Iwaizumi might get a little testy at the comparison.] I won't call him that, promise. [Having never really had parents to understand the comparison, it wouldn't be something he'd jump to very easily—his only feelings for parents in general were uneasy and negative.

He understands it must've been a strange question, but it felt pertinent to Keisuke—he was a little bit lost in how to handle himself without Akira nearby, no matter how their friendship had fallen in the recent past, and he was honestly seeking advice in the most roundabout way he could think to.]

...Was it difficult, or did just being able to talk help? [He knows it wouldn't for him. Even if he had the ability to talk with him, he doesn't know what he'd say.]

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Fine, fine~ [ Why not? He knows how the Seijohs feel about cats peeing outside of their litterbox.

He peers over the stall as the other washes his hands. ]

Do you tell him to pee, too? [ The question is a little more layered than that, of course. Given the condition of Iwaizumi’s hand, he can’t help but feel curious. ]

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Not really. He's the responsible one. He'd rather dance in his seat for twenty minutes until he can't take it anymore than tell me he doesn't need to go after all the effort of going through to get his pants for him.

[Washing his hands, then bending to dunk his head under the faucet, Oikawa stays under the water for a few moments with his arms leaning on the edges of the sink. Seriously though, what kind of question is that?]

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[ A stupid one, and he knows it.

Kuroo hums thoughtfully, the door still creaking under the weight of his fat kitty ass. ]

He really worries about you a lot, doesn’t he… [ Worried enough about him to beat him up for a legit accident, but hey. ]

[koat]

[ There's the slightest widening of his eyes at the push, but he follows the silent suggestion, laying down first on his back before he shifts onto his side, curling up almost into a ball with his back to the wall defensively. It isn't anything personal. He must look so small, especially with how deflated his whole demeanour is, and Rin's gaze flickers up to look at Oikawa before he fixates his vision on the mat beneath him. ] Had no idea you were that good. Has your team been winning tournaments?

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Heeeh, you wouldn't think so for all his complaints about my terrible personality and headbutts.

[He answers a bit garbled from under the water, but with the water running past his ears rather than over them, he still hears that comment. Chuckling a bit dryly, going quiet again almost as quickly as the humor came, he eventually moves to get out from under the faucet and drip dry like that over the sink.]

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[Just with how he's asking, Oikawa can tell there's a point to the questioning. Some kind of answer, something about how to act without the person you've relied on for a long time, that's about all Oikawa can speculate on with the way Keisuke continues on the topic. It leaves him wondering, but he doesn't know enough yet to ask his own questions. Making a show of thinking, tapping his fingers to his chin while crossing his arms, Oikawa puts his gaze aside briefly at touching the memory.]

No, being able to talk didn't help enough. I was still pretty miserable until he came back - I can't say it was my favorite summer.

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[ Kuroo hears the gist of it, as he zips up his pants and draws a bit nearer, just to ruffle the other guy’s hair while he’s down. ]

I can see where it comes from, though it’s kind of easy to lose sight of it, isn’t it? Especially when you’re real close like that.

[ Blockers’ wisdom. You focus too much on what’s in front of you and eventually you’ll end up with a kind of tunnel vision, which does fuckall to help you in a match when keeping your eyes on the big picture is so important. ]

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Kidnapping and disappearing entirely is so rude Tooru

are you two alright?

marks this aug 24th for my own timeline shit fhfhf

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Ahaha, hi Kiss-chan!!! So sorry to run off on you. We're ok!

Iwa-chan just needs to be away from everyone.

gjgj

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Are you really okay or are you okay to get me off your back?

there's a lot of that happening lately

SHHH stop thatfdl;agkhsn

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I'm the okay one - I mean. Mostly. My eye will heal. Iwa-chan is really upset about things.

Sorry, I don't mean to run off and leave where I've brought everyone, I can't let him go off on his own though.

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if it's for Hajime, then you don't have to explain it.

[ He pretty much figured that was why they disappeared. It was better to get confirmation. ]