[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.]
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Date: 2015-08-12 07:08 am (UTC)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.]