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[Haha, funny noises. He'll basically shove the pudding into Oikawa's offered palm, then!]

Good. But now the whole school's gonna think we're up to something weird.

[Baka.]

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[It's good, that he doesn't feel him pulling away even if he's so slow to hug back. Bending his knees slightly to downright pick him up with this hold, Oikawa chuckles a little when he replies, quiet even when he turns to put Rin down on his feet again after a simple spin.]

Yeah. Yeah, I did, where have you been?

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[He'll accept the one pudding, at least, but the other will get pushed back at him if he tries to give him it.]

Are we up to something weird, Yo-chan? Was it weird for you? [He asks while hiding his honest curiosity behind his teasing tone - is it really that weird?]

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[ Rin lifts up on the tips of his toes, as he usually does considering their difference in height, but he doesn't expect being lifted up or spun around. So there's a tiny gasp and his hold tightens around Oikawa, eyes shutting as he laughs again, this time a little more sincere. He leans his forehead against his chest after he's put down again, remaining close. ] Around. Trying to figure out how to apologize to a bunch of people. [ There's a wryly amused sound. ] I'm not that great at it.

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You just say you're sorry. That's all.

[Setting his head down on top of Rin's, burying his nose against blond hair and just continuing to hold him in place, Oikawa sniffs back a suspicious sound - no, his eyes are still pretty dry, but it's relieving to see and hear him acting as he always has. This is still him, just like the more serious one is him, but this is the Rin he knows.]

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[ There's an ache in his chest at that, a twinge of something that makes him uncomfortable, when he hears Oikawa make that sound. He squeezes him tighter, growing quiet for a few moments before he speaks up again, voice hesitant. ] I'm sorry, Tooru. I... guess it would've been better if you didn't see me like that.

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[He only gets one for now, because they're still having a Serious Convo and haven't yet treaded silly time.]

Huh -- what?! No! See, you're already doing it again!

[DON'T EXPERIMENT WITH YOSUKE, HE SUCKS.]

im not crying ur crying

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No, I'm not - [Lifting his head and covering his face for a moment with a hand like he can muffle the noise that came out again as he scrubs at his nose, Oikawa gives him a sincere smile while he's not hiding with his height.]

I'm not upset about that, I'm just glad you're okay. It scared the crap out of me more by taking off to beat people up and then not hearing from you for a while.

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[Laughing softly and reaching out, hooking an arm around Yosuke's shoulders and scooting in right against his shoulder, leaning in to hide his face down into the fabric of his jacket, Oikawa keeps his head down when he can stop laughing.]

Sorry. I'm not doing it on purpose. Is this really weird to you though, this... Me being clingy.

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[Way to be handsy when it's totally not appropriate at all! Except it's too appropriate, which makes it inappropriate as hell.]

...You're totally doing it on purpose now, aren't you?

[He's not inching away, though, partly convinced that this halfsies hug is part of his gay gimmick.]

There's a difference between being clingy and doing what you were doing back there.

bro are you going to be the first he explains this shit to...

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[Oikawa doesn't nestle closer, doesn't pull away, doesn't lift his head, but when he answers, his tone is more serious.]

Do you hate it? I'm really just this clingy with certain people, is it really uncomfortable for you?

bro......bout to make things awk again

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[Oikawa is on a roll when it comes to misunderstanding situations. It's been this way since birth. There's a sigh, despite the change in tone.]

I'm glad you think we're close -- cause I think so too, but all's I'm saying is to be careful with some of the stuff you do! Like I said, they're probably gonna start rumors now...

[Or no one would give a shit, considering their circumstances?!]

brO.....

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What are the rumors going to be, that we're gay? Gay and dating?

[This time when he shifts, Oikawa has his eyes turned up and is watching Yosuke very carefully, expression carefully crafted into that plastered smile again because his own fears about being into guys is still far too fragile - he'd lose friends, wouldn't he, if he was, is that it? Is it even just guys, or is it just Iwaizumi still, this is what Oikawa hasn't figured out yet.]

BRO!!!

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[That's almost too defensive. He frowns a bit, though the way Oikawa's said it...he practically feels guilty.

Practically.]

Well yeah, what else would it be?

[At least he's held back from shushing him.]

...What's with that look about? You're not actually-?

[His own brows arch upward, perplexed to a degree. Bigtime sports guys aren't usually gay, but?]

BROOOO ;a;

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[For a moment, Oikawa can't answer simply because he doesn't know well enough himself. For once, he has nothing to say, even if his eyes shift aside like it's telling - then he refinds his words and tries to sink back behind that mask of his.]

I've dated a handful of girls and they've always been super cute, it's not like my feelings changed and that I had stopped liking them - they just dumped me each time because I was too serious about my career with volleyball. One even accused me of talking about Iwa-chan too much, hahahaa!

[He doesn't know, he really doesn't know, it's a conflicting mess. He has such trouble with opening up to people that he doesn't trust easily so the girls have it even harder because he puts on such a show for them. But does that mean he's gay, if some guys have managed to reach that comfort level with him that he could...]

DUDE!!

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[Why can't Oikawa just be flat-out with him? Aside from the crippling fear that he might lose one of his buddies over this. He frowns, entirely unsure of his own thought process now.]

Yeah, so you dated some of the wrong people. You just gotta find some chick that's--

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Hold on...you're bringing that guy up because you've got a crush on him?

[It's an assumption based on LITERALLY EVERYTHING SURROUNDING THIS CONVO.]

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[Blinking, everything he's trying to fake dropping to show his clear genuine expression of abort, Oikawa visibly freezes up and sits there for a moment with his arm slightly lifted in this stupid hover position - before that internal alarm of ABORT gets loud enough that he starts laughing.]

No?? No. No! No, I like Iwa-chan, but I'm not - I. [FUCK] He's my best friend, we've known each other forever, but that's. [No, his voice isn't rising a bit and any pretenses about being cool about this are losing themselves in his panic as Yosuke hits the nail on the head of what Oikawa is afraid about. Does he have a crush on him? Probably. Is Oikawa ready to admit it out loud with another person? Oh hell no.]

I don't know?! [In the end, the truth comes out, even as Oikawa starts trying to let go and scoot away like Yosuke would push him away in the next instance.]

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[For the first time in his stay here, it's finally apparent that he's been part of a months-long investigation team which is really a product of his own inability to be subtle -- have tact.]

So girl's just--

[Misunderstand or whatever? On top of being a jocktype, he's definitely a pretty boy. But rather than being mislead into another direction..!?]

You don't know if you like him?!

[His fully unopened pudding cup plops to the floor. He makes no motion to stop him just yet, not entirely realizing he's drawing away. This news is distracting.]

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_{[After This]}

Someone else knows about me, Tooru-oniichan.

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[Reaching out with both hands to just cover Yosuke's mouth then when he blurts that out almost too loudly, Oikawa has long since dropped his pudding now even if most of his frame has scooted away.]

Stop saying it like that! I don't know, I know he's important but I don't know if it's turned into that!! I don't - I just.

[He can't quite spit it out, and even with the expression of budding shame in his face, Oikawa looks down like he can hide it.]

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Who? Do I need to fight them? I'll fight them. Describe them to me, I'll take care of it.

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The boy from the bathroom on Halloween.

_{[She'll leave it at that. He's smart and can put two and two together. She leaves it vague because that's what she's been conditioned to do, thanks to Tsukiyama. Better safe than sorry.]}

You don't need to fight him...he promised he wouldn't tell anyone.

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[Yosuke gradually moves to take Oikawa's wrists into his hands and carefully coast them from his mouth. Okay, he'll keep it on the downlow.

He can't be blamed for being surprised, though!!]

Alright, so you don't really know...

[And he hasn't yet connected his confusion with experimenting on Yosuke in the cafeteria -- if it could even be considered that.]

But it's a secret either way, so I won't mention it.

[No running away or recoiling in horror. Nearly painless.]

...I mean, he's got no idea, right?

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.... Yeah. I intend to keep it that way; he doesn't need me dragging him down anymore, let alone indulging in something I'm not even sure about. [It's almost relieving that Yosuke isn't outright running off on him, and even as he let's his hands be drawn down, Oikawa keeps his head down and eyes away.]

So. I'm sorry. I wanted to... see if its just him, who makes me think that way. So I tried things I do to him on you.