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action | forward-dated to july 26 i'm fucking laughing at the thread above this w t f

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[ by the time the sun rises, dal dal hasn't slept a wink. she's at least a little more comfortable, though, even if her company for the evening had finally managed to nod off sometime between 4 and 6 am. she hadn't really been paying that much attention, but she's guessing from the slight ache starting to settle on her shoulder where iwaizumi's head had nodded off to, she'd guess it'd been at least an hour.

she'd taken to watching the faint rise and falls of chests around the area where she'd been tucked into, a corner where she's able to sit up a little and watch the rest from a decent vantage point. she assumes this is why iwaizumi chooses to sleep here, of all places, as it would allow him a look around the space where everyone sleeps fairly easily, and that just sounds like the sort of thing he'd do, wouldn't it?

what a softie.

because of that, though, she's close enough to see when one of their number finally stirs, and close enough still to address him with a voice quiet enough that only he should be able to hear. ]

You should go back to sleep. Your beauty could use a couple more hours.

IT'S A BEAUTIFUL THREAD ISN'T IT??

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[He doesn't feel like he slept at all, even if he surely passed out for a few hours. Still sitting up all the way and rubbing his face, almost blankly reaching around the new figure in their sleeping corner just to be sure Iwaizumi was there - he can tell by the bicep he touches - Oikawa leans in a bit more so he can answer without similarly waking anyone else.]

Are you trying to say I'm not a pretty sleeper as it is? So mean, Dal Dal-chan.

[It's less sass and more of a sleepy tease, but with his head slouching down against her other shoulder for a moment, he quiets like he's about to fall asleep again - he doesn't. But staying like this is nice, just all together in a pile of people he is scared for at any hour of the day and night. He might not have known her for as long as any of these kids, but Dal Dal's presence does help Oikawa feel a bit more relaxed.

Another pair of eyes for all of them to be safe.]

You haven't slept at all, have you. [His voice was softer in asking, without lifting his head.]

smh so hard...

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[ she should protest, really, because she's hardly a pillow, despite being unarguably softer and smaller than two on either side of her. but she didn't quite have the energy to, and she figure she should be happy they're even getting the rest that they are. ]

Didn't really feel like it, [ is all she answers, half-stifled around a half-yawn, half-sigh. these nights, it isn't that she couldn't sleep, but more that she's too afraid to sleep. too often has she woken up in frightful tears these past few days.

a deep breath, and a steadying exhale. ]

It smells like 'boy' all over here.

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Welcome to the gym, where it usually smells like boy.

[Chuckling and rubbing his forehead into her shoulder, Oikawa slowly lifts his head now though and reaches up to rub the place he had been at, before reaching to start trying to gently roll Iwaizumi over - not to wake him, but to give Dal Dal enough space between them that she could get up if she needed to.]

If you want to stink less like a boy, we have some soap and stuff for showers. The locker rooms have been handy for that much, at least, and for having close bathrooms at night.

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[ as soon as the weight of iwaizumi's head is lifted off her shoulder, she rolls it along with her neck, attempting to rid herself of the ache that had formed there. she doesn't stand, though, not just yet. ]

A shower does sound nice.

[ it'd help wash the lack of sleep from her, maybe. not to mention wake her a little more. some cold water to the face will definitely help her feel a little more alive.

but then she glances down at her clothing, and sighs. her eyes close, head tipping back against the wall she's leaning against. ]

I'm too lazy to go all the way to my locker to get my clothes.

psst u get the newest icon i've added

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[Watching the way she really contemplates that shower by looking down at her current clothes, Oikawa makes a soft muffled chuckle before shifting, leaning back on his end of the sleep mat to fish around in his corner - he's sure he's got something recently cleaned in here, and sure enough, he's pulling up the gym shirt he hasn't been wearing and simply plunks it into her lap.]

You can borrow this. It'll be a dress on you, probably.

uuuuuu i'm honored

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the shirt flutters over her lap, covering enough to pretty much act as a small blanket if she'd wanted it to. she's got no doubt it would cover more than enough of her, if she were to make out with just this. it's not the most appealing of thoughts, but her locker is too far away, and she's too tired to make the journey for a quick shower.

with a shrug, she slowly stands, careful to avoid too much pressure on her healing hand. the shirt she's folded up and hung over an arm by the time she turns towards oikawa. ]

You said you had things for a shower?

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[Almost lifting a hand to help her stand in the middle of the crowd of sleeping bodies, Oikawa nods as he shifts back into rooting through his little pile of stuff, eventually pulling out soap and shampoo and a small hand towel to hand over all wrapped up.]

Here you go. Use the hand towel to dry off, there aren't any full sized towels around yet unless you wanted to try a blanket. [Giving a half tease with that and smiling, he shifts and moves to pick himself up too, careful with his weight on his right leg but hardly wobbling. He's only going to walk with her to the door before popping into the bathroom to wash his face himself, as much as he might like to try and sleep.]

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[ her eyes dart down to the leg he's favoring, and though she says nothing of it, it's clear from just that look alone that she'd definitely have something to say if she were in a less generous mood. ]

I know where the bathrooms are, [ she tells him simply, though despite the frankness of her tone, she doesn't sound too dismissive. ] You should get some more sleep.

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I don't think I can fall asleep leaving you alone.

[Shaking his head and leaning at the doorway, Oikawa waits there for her with that little smile remaining - sure, he's tired, but he knows damn well that because someone isn't in the room, he's going to sit here staring into every dark corner and fret anyway. It's not that she can't defend herself, but being alone means anything could happen. If she were attacked, they couldn't help.]

I'll try again when you come back.

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[ there's a twist of her lips, a ready response to that show of concern. i can take care of myself, she would normally say. i can defend myself better than you.

but she's tired, too, and she already has a feeling such words wouldn't be said with as much vigor as before. perhaps she's been beaten down too often lately to be quite as confident.

in any case, she doesn't argue. a true testament to her exhaustion, perhaps, that dal dal choi ever let anything go, but in she goes to the shower rooms anyway. she doesn't take long, especially without her own bag of toiletries to supply herself with. and she winds up walking back out smelling like — you guessed it — boy, wearing that plain t-shirt that oikawa accurately predicted looks more like a dress on her than anything else. her own clothes she'd got bundled up in her arms, though that flash of pleated skirt is pretty telling of what isn't under that shirt-dress of hers. at least it ends fairly decently over her thighs...?

her hair is dripping a little, but somehow those tiger ears of hers remain quite dry. ]

Do you have a comb?

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I've got even better!

[While he's come out all the way into the gym so as not to bother anyone still managing to sleep, he was still near the doors enough to look almost like a security guard - but Oikawa did easily hand over the hairbrush he had. It was just a little travel sized thing, but it was more than anything anyone had here so it was important enough. Sitting with his legs stretched out and doing some basic stretches for his hips and back, Oikawa just smiles up at her without openly checking her out.

It might just be a t-shirt, or maybe it was the shower, but Dal Dal looked like she felt a little better.]

Have a good rinse? Sometimes just cleaning up makes the day better.

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[ she definitely looks a little less rumpled, at the very least, but better still feels like a bit of an overstatement for her. though she's still upright, she's still functioning, so maybe she could just count her blessings while she can.

with a quiet thank you, she sets to work on running the brush through her hair, still damp, but at least now all the tangles are out. it's with some expert ease that she manages to avoid those ears the entire time...

when she hands the brush back to him, her hand will linger around the handle. ]

You can hop in too, if you want. I'll stand guard.

[ of course she'd recognizes the stretches he'd been doing. she won't make note of it, but he could have probably spotted the faint, pleased look on her face as she'd watched. ]

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Mm, maybe, maybe. I'm thinking about it.

[It's not as if he isn't noticing the way she dodged those cute ears, or how she handed it back and there was that linger, but he ends up smiling too with that pleased look Dal Dal had on noticing the stretches. Accepting the brush and slowly moving to pick himself up, taking a moment to brush his own hair so no straggling knots would get caught when he washed up, Oikawa shifted the brush to his other hand while taking all the shower items.]

Are you thinking about going back to sleep, when I'm done?

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No.

[ her answer comes quickly enough, but it's a quiet, noncommittal tone. her eyes shift back to the lumps of people still huddled around together, lingering a little on iwaizumi in the far corner.

there is no "going back to sleep" if she'd never actually slept at all. ]

I'll probably stop by the cafeteria or vending machine... See if there's anything to eat.

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I'll go with you then.

[He'd have gone with her back into trying to sleep too - she's stuck with him now. Following that look her eyes gave to the rest of the group, ending up with a kinder smile himself, Oikawa fishes his phone out of his pocket to hand to her to hold onto for him.]

Wait for me, Dal Dal-chan, it'll be like a midnight snack date! [Teasing softly, he shifts the items in his arms and starts off to the bathrooms, disappearing behind the door as quickly as he moved.]

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[ she gives him a confused look when he hands her his phone. obviously he can't have it in the shower with him, but she assumed he would have set it aside, just like she had. she's not really sure what to make of such blatant trust in her...







well obviously you abuse it, don't you?

quietly, she gives into her curiosity and boredom, slowly looking through his phone... ]

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[When he returns after only ten minutes, he is shaking out his shirt and walking with still fairly damp hair, but overall he looks like he has more of a spring to his step - showers do wonders for waking people up a bit more than slouching around feeling grimy ever will. Oikawa takes a minute to slip back into the storage room and trade out his shirts - more like steal one of Iwaizumi's because his are dirty, and come back out while buttoning it partway.

It shows too well that it isn't his shirt, with how it hangs a bit short on his torso, but the arms have plenty of room.]

Ready to go? [Winking while slicking his hair back with his fingers, he shakes his hand a little dry while holding out his hand to take his phone back.]

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[ there is a tiny twist at the corner of her mouth when she hands the phone back to him, having stumbled upon a rather... peculiar series of texts. she arches a bit of a brow at the sight of that shirt, too, and... well.

please be gayer, oikawa. you're not reaching optimum levels of gay just yet. ]

Yep. After you.

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[Look, he hasn't had his gay crisis yet, he has no idea how all of this looks outside of being really funny. Giving a cheeky laugh at the way her eyebrow rises at him, Oikawa just shakes his arms briefly before rolling the sleeves up - they had crumples from Iwaizumi doing that all the time anyway.]

I'm just borrowing it, what's that look for, Dal Dal-chan?

[Leading the way out of the gym with his attention going out and sweeping back and forth along the hallway, he moves far slower than he did while just crossing the gym; his steps are tentative and quietly placed, like he's listening for anything that could creep up on them.]

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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.

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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.]

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[ 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. ]

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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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[ dal dal doesn't really hear him at first. she'd slipped into the cafeteria, pressed her back to the wall and just. tried to focus on breathing. hard to do, with her hand pressed so tight against her mouth, but she somehow manages.

too easy it becomes for her to recall that night in the teacher's office, and too easy does she remember the fear that had practically crippled her. it's freezing her now, making her nearly immobile save for the way her shoulders and hand shakes, and maybe if she'd had some more sleep, she would have been better prepared to fight them off. ]

J-Just text if you're worried about the sound, [ she finally gets out, slowly sliding down to sit on the floor. ]