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I wish I'd had the time to realise this before it even came.

[He doesn't think anything of the tighter hug though, assuming it's supposed to be for support. How naive.]

Isn't that like leading someone on?

[He's not doing that????]

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Not really, if you've said you aren't sure about you're feelings to begin with and you want to confirm if she's okay with it. Being upfront is key to not being told "you led me on".

[Ah. Does it sound like someone learned something from his previous girlfriends? Maybe.]

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So I'd need to ask first, right? [It's to confirm, so he doesn't fuck this up if he ever does try it. He's not sure if he will or not, if he'll just brush it aside like all other parts of this.]

Urgh-- [The noise comes out after, as he pulls his hands away to rub his face.] Why is this so frustrating?,

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Absolutely should ask first.

[Letting Iwaizumi confirm that and then cracking a smile at that noise and the movement, Oikawa just rubs his face in place with a little laugh, opening his eyes to stare at some freckles absently.]

Because you've never thought about it before or really had crushes and you feel like you should have some inkling because of your age and life situations. Because most people our age have at least come to understand crushes and all the ups and downs that go with why it's called a "crush", not full blown love. [When did I become a fucking love guru.]

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[He squirms to try and nudge his elbow back for the laugh, struggling to aim it at the other's ribs when he laughs.]

It's not like I never thought someone was attractive or anything, but back home I didn't have a reason to care. They were in class or whatever anyway, it was easy enough to not really dwell on it. They're just... [He can't finish it, he doesn't want to.]

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They're just?

[He's going to wait for him to finish it, squeezing his arms tighter to avoid that elbow aiming for his already sore ribs, he isn't better yet damnit, stop abusing him! That laugh still is there, soft and muffled when he presses his face more firmly in place and lightly swats at his hands as if they are the culprit.]

What do you mean you had no reason to care, dummy Iwa-chan?

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Different. [It's the first word that comes out, followed by:] Special? Not like Yachi or Hinami but... [He cares too much already either way.]

She's just as dumb and reckless as you are sometimes and keeps getting injured and even though I know she can handle herself I still want to try and help. I do that for a lot of people at this point though so I don't know if it's just because she's a girl or not. Compared to back home where we had matches to worry about and exams and stuff I guess I've had more time to think here. Especially after... [He trails off, rolling his wrist of his right hand even if Oikawa can't quite see.]

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You might be weak to her type. Maybe that's why you're thinking of her as special.

[Oikawa doesn't see that movement, no, but because of where his hands eventually drifted, he feels that right one move and his fingers curl gingerly around the wrist then, as if placating the motion with touch.]

So. I don't know. Go for it if you feel you want to. If you think she might feel the same. It can't hurt, and the most that would happen is that she expresses she only wants to be friends. Right?

[Patting in place then and lifting his head to playfully blow air against the back of his ear, Oikawa detaches entirely to roll over and away, shifting to sit up and rub his face. He isn't tired anymore, his brain doesn't want to turn off of this instead of everything else he should be actually worrying about. Maybe he should try a shower...]

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I guess.

[He goes quiet after that, relaxing his hand once Oikawa's curls around his wrist. Really? He has no idea if she does, especially as the whole point of it was because that ghost called him a loser for never being kissed, and it was more to diminish that title.

He doesn't know, but that was the point of asking, wasn't it?

Granted, over-thinking it now goes out the window when Oikawa blows air on his ear, shoulder jumping up to block the weird sensation as a growl forms in his throat.] Oikawa... [Thankfully he knows he needs to keep his voice down or that might have been a yell. It quickly switches to confusion though when he pulls away to sit up, finally looking back over his shoulder and...

Huh.]

...You okay?

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[He'd have given a chuckle about that growl if he weren't getting muddled in his own thoughts - but he still gives Iwaizumi a bright obnoxious smile when his friend looks over. Reaching to push the stolen pillow he's had since nearly suffocating and lifting Iwaizumi's head to slip it under his, Oikawa stretches his arms over his head.]

Mhm~ I need to pee, I'll be back in a minute.

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[ Kuroo hasn’t really been mentioning it all that much, but he’s been stealing naps all by his lonesome in the daylight—mostly because he absolutely refuses to call those two out on the noises they tend to make. It wasn’t their fault that they were dealing with so much trauma, but this…

They’re lucky he’s sleeping facing away from them, or they might have seen even the slightest twitch of his lips when the conversation careens from being a very different kind of suggestive. It’s a damn shame that he can’t really get a good look at their faces, however. He wonders if the introduction of a third player into this little love game should warrant that much of a reaction, anyway.

Regardless, like Oikawa’s kidneys, Kuroo finds that he’s no longer able to hold himself back, and immediately raises his hand from where he’d been lying on his side, with that thin blanket draped over his shoulders, and with his head resting on top of his schoolbag. ]

So do I. Mind if I come with~? [ He sits up, smiling lewdly in the dark. ]

I forgot to track this..gj liah

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[Maybe it wasn't too weird that it came right after, he's about to say he'll go with him when he hears Kuroo pipe up, saying he wanted to go. The fact that he heard that, mind you, probably means that he's heard other things too.

Just kill him now, honestly.]

Makes sense, he shouldn't go alone anyway.

[There's strain in his voice though, as if he wants to ask just how much of that Kuroo heard. Hopefully not too much. It's why he rolls onto his front and promptly stuffs his face in the pillow Oikawa had pushed over, finding that his face feels hotter now. Fuck.]

IT COOL HAHAH i was gonna remind you soon

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[Oikawa wanted to go alone, in all honesty, but he knew logically it would be a mistake. At least with Iwaizumi embarrassed and Kuroo willing to go, he just beams and leans over to ruffle Iwaizumi's hair while dragging the blanket over those red ears with a little laugh and moves to stand up.]

Sure sure, let's go, Kuro-chan~

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[ Nope sorry Zoomy even he's not that much of a dick—even after everything. Kuroo will only take that moment to grin openly, revealing to Oikawa at least that he's heard every word of it.

He even leers at Iwaizumi, just because. ]

Sure, sure, it's no big deal~ [ Except of course it is, because it's lights out and he doesn't really relish the idea of having to navigate through shifting hallways just so his highness can take his royal piss and ]

Iwaizumi can jack off in peace then.

KUROO?????????????

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[When Oikawa pulls the blanket up he hopes that's it, that he can lay there to die underneath the material. Sadly, that dream is not realised. As soon as Kuroo is finished speaking he's reaching for the pillow, lobbing it at his head.]

I'm not going to!

[Nevermind being quiet, apparently.]

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[At least he's laughing a bit with those words and Kuroo's grin - ah, so he really did hear it all. Maybe he didn't catch the things Iwaizumi didn't catch either, and concentrated more on flustering Iwa-chan. Intercepting the pillow with a catch and dropping it back on Iwaizumi's blanket, Oikawa hooks an arm around Kuroo's shoulders to lightly drag him out the door.]

Have fun, Iwa-chan~~~

[Once they're out of the storage room and Oikawa can shut the door behind them, he lets go only to stuff his hands in his pockets and head for the locker rooms - bathrooms located in the gym sure are handy.]

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Hey! [ He laughs (he sure didn’t promise not to), taking a step back to dodge the missile before Oikawa intercepts it instead. He doesn’t need to sustain any more injuries from you, Iwaizumi, thanks. ]

Y’know… [ —he begins, once Iwaizumi is out of earshot— ] For a moment I thought he meant you.

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Hm? Me? What, about the crush?

[Turning slightly to walk backwards while giving Kuroo a curious look, Oikawa tilted his head before laughing a little and turning right back around just in time to push the bathroom door open.]

No way, he wouldn't talk to me about it if it were actually me. Who is dumb enough to do that?

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[ Kuroo raises an eyebrow so far up it's swimming in the clouds. Uh, dude? ]

Who do you think?

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Okay, he could be that dumb, but he's not. Iwa-chan is a big shy dummy when it comes to feelings like that - seriously, it's not me.

[He wouldn't fall for someone like me, sits on the tip of Oikawa's tongue, and then he's ignoring it. Ignoring that awkward feeling and just moving to step into a stall and shut the door behind him. He may as well try to piss since he came all the way out here.]

You don't have to worry, my good looks are still on the open market, Kuro-chan!

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I’ll keep that in mind. [ Man, why is he learning more and more about the Seijohs whenever it’s past his bedtime? His friendship skills might need a bit more tweaking there.

But he doesn’t know enough to figure out whether or not he’s dealing with some serious denial from both parties here. He figures it doesn’t quite matter at the moment, not when more important things are afoot.

Namely: ]

So, did you really want to take a piss? [ Or is he trying to get away from something… ]

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I'm taking a piss, aren't I?

[There's minor sounds of clothing being undone before a tinkle lets out and Oikawa is ignoring the strangeness that is carrying a conversation while peeing. At least he can see that there's toilet paper, there won't be any awkwardness in that regard. Thank god.]

I thought you said you had to pee too. [No, please, go ahead and stand outside the bathroom, I'd like to get the rest of these stewing thoughts out of my head by making obscene faces in the mirrors.]

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[ 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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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. ]