[It's hard to believe someone can go around smiling when they're trapped in this hell hole, but knowing Oikawa has worked it out, just like he had, well. He's not too surprised by the text that comes through, even if it's almost blinding.
What the hell.]
...Dumbass. [Only he'd get distracted by something like this when a) it might not even be true and b) they've been kidnapped to fuck knows where.
He can't bring himself to delete it though, instead sending back a quick text [USE THIS FOR SOMETHING USEFUL!!] to try and get his point across.
He can't believe he waited minutes of his life waiting for him to finish typing this.]
[They might be trapped and kidnapped, but he isn't about to ignore a cause for celebrating something important to him. Soon enough, Oikawa is coming back - that text has been unseen or ignored - and he is planting down a nice sized cupcake before Iwai. While he was up there, he picked up a few more water bottles; can't hurt to have some supplies while they're at it, right?]
Here we go, something for proper celebration!
[Oikawa isn't even sitting properly, he's leaning with that dumb smile and starting to hum happy birthday. At least he isn't singing?]
["At least he isn't singing"... is probably the only thing to be thankful for here, at least that's how it feels. He doesn't remember it being this close to his birthday, and he also doesn't feel like celebrating it either. The cake is probably better than the fruit he picked up to eat but at the same time...
He can't bring himself to reach out and take it.]
Oi, Oikawa. [Maybe if he stares at the cupcake long enough it'll burst into flames.]
It wasn't at home, no, but if it's June here, I'm celebrating. I don't want to regret not celebrating.
[He paused his humming to answer, and just picks up where he left off while slumping into Iwai's shoulder - and pushing that cupcake closer. Ah, yes, being the annoying friend is fun.]
I'm going to regret celebrating. [But it looks like he doesn't have a choice, not while Mr Obnoxious is slumping onto him and forcing the cupcake closer.
He stares at his hand for a moment, before slapping at it.] I'll take it with us.
[He's more concerned with getting out of here than playing Happy Birthday.]
[Yelping lightly at the smack and pouting, but letting go to move away, he's gathering up the bag - yeah he stole a bag, he stole a damn bag - stuffed with waters and fruits and some wrapped sandwiches, and hefts it over his shoulder.]
Okay, okay. Well, I'm going to go stake out some sleeping quarters for us, so come to the gym storage room whenever you're done. Make sure to text me any new things~ I'll keep you updated on my end too.
[Really, he wants Iwai to come with him because finding the gym takes too freaking long alone. Oikawa may be smiling and acting cheerful, acting normal, but everything was so wrong here it bothered him deep down. His wrist itched like mad, and even with some idle glances at the tattoo that was still there, he tried to refrain from scratching it.]
[He doesn't actually answer the question, he shouldn't need to, but he does stand and hold out the cupcake for Oikawa to take. They should have paper to wrap it up in.] Put that away too, I'll have it later.
[Hopefully it won't get squashed, but if it does it's not the end of the world. He'll probably forget about it soon enough anyway.]
Alright. [He thinks over places he hasn't tried to look for yet in the meantime, though given that people keep adding stuff to the bulletin board, he might try again. First, he'll head back to the locker rooms too. Extra clothes might be good to keep with them while trying to sleep.] Don't send me stupid stuff in the meantime though, even if you're bored.
[He reaches out then, gripping his shoulder and looking him in the eye.]
[Oikawa accepts it anyway; he already had a big paper to wrap it in so it wouldn't get totally ruined, but he will certainly be carrying it separate from the rest of what he's gathered. Still, when Iwaizumi catches his shoulder and says those three words, Oikawa can feel his shoulders relaxing just a bit. Cracking a smile, something closer to a real one than the fake bright one he's been wearing for hours, he nods a bit.]
..... Yeah. [It will. Iwai said so. That's more than enough for Oikawa to keep his head on straight.] It'll work out.
Not yet. [He'd rather they work on getting sorted before settling down to do anything else. Set up a safe zone, round up people and everything. He might be able to relax a little more then.]
These can call too, so if you need to use that as well. [He gives his shoulder a squeeze, letting go after a little longer than necessary.
He feels uneasy about it, but they don't have time for anything else.]
[Oikawa didn't want him to let go, he wanted to drag his best friend with him to the only place he can even think of as safe at this point, but they don't have time for these feelings to stop them. They had things to do and places to be, after all. Shutting one eye to wink at Iwaizumi and flash him that obnoxious smile again, Oikawa nodded and shifted his grip on his bag.]
Goooot it. I'll see you soon! If I don't, I'm going to call you so many times you can't possibly ignore me, it would be super rude to ignore me now of all times, Iwa-chan!
[Laughing softly and backing up to arrange the weight over his shoulder again, he walked with a playful bump to Iwai's hip when he passed and got moving.]
[It's more painful than usual to see him pretend all was okay, or rather, it's different and 100% understandable. A dangerous territory, in a sense. Maybe they'd all learn to cope like that if they ended up stuck here, he doesn't know.
His hands feel emptier now, but he reminds himself that he just needs to go back to the classroom, then his locker and take another look around. It'll be alright.]
I'll keep it in my hand.
[He lets him go first though too, letting his phone stay say on the table from that dumb birthday text, before he finally picks it up to squeeze it tight. Don't get hurt.]
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What the hell.]
...Dumbass. [Only he'd get distracted by something like this when a) it might not even be true and b) they've been kidnapped to fuck knows where.
He can't bring himself to delete it though, instead sending back a quick text [USE THIS FOR SOMETHING USEFUL!!] to try and get his point across.
He can't believe he waited minutes of his life waiting for him to finish typing this.]
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Here we go, something for proper celebration!
[Oikawa isn't even sitting properly, he's leaning with that dumb smile and starting to hum happy birthday. At least he isn't singing?]
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He can't bring himself to reach out and take it.]
Oi, Oikawa. [Maybe if he stares at the cupcake long enough it'll burst into flames.]
It's not even June.
[For them, that is.]
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[He paused his humming to answer, and just picks up where he left off while slumping into Iwai's shoulder - and pushing that cupcake closer. Ah, yes, being the annoying friend is fun.]
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He stares at his hand for a moment, before slapping at it.] I'll take it with us.
[He's more concerned with getting out of here than playing Happy Birthday.]
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[Yelping lightly at the smack and pouting, but letting go to move away, he's gathering up the bag - yeah he stole a bag, he stole a damn bag - stuffed with waters and fruits and some wrapped sandwiches, and hefts it over his shoulder.]
Okay, okay. Well, I'm going to go stake out some sleeping quarters for us, so come to the gym storage room whenever you're done. Make sure to text me any new things~ I'll keep you updated on my end too.
[Really, he wants Iwai to come with him because finding the gym takes too freaking long alone. Oikawa may be smiling and acting cheerful, acting normal, but everything was so wrong here it bothered him deep down. His wrist itched like mad, and even with some idle glances at the tattoo that was still there, he tried to refrain from scratching it.]
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[Hopefully it won't get squashed, but if it does it's not the end of the world. He'll probably forget about it soon enough anyway.]
Alright. [He thinks over places he hasn't tried to look for yet in the meantime, though given that people keep adding stuff to the bulletin board, he might try again. First, he'll head back to the locker rooms too. Extra clothes might be good to keep with them while trying to sleep.] Don't send me stupid stuff in the meantime though, even if you're bored.
[He reaches out then, gripping his shoulder and looking him in the eye.]
It'll work out.
[Somehow.]
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[Oikawa accepts it anyway; he already had a big paper to wrap it in so it wouldn't get totally ruined, but he will certainly be carrying it separate from the rest of what he's gathered. Still, when Iwaizumi catches his shoulder and says those three words, Oikawa can feel his shoulders relaxing just a bit. Cracking a smile, something closer to a real one than the fake bright one he's been wearing for hours, he nods a bit.]
..... Yeah. [It will. Iwai said so. That's more than enough for Oikawa to keep his head on straight.] It'll work out.
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These can call too, so if you need to use that as well. [He gives his shoulder a squeeze, letting go after a little longer than necessary.
He feels uneasy about it, but they don't have time for anything else.]
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Goooot it. I'll see you soon! If I don't, I'm going to call you so many times you can't possibly ignore me, it would be super rude to ignore me now of all times, Iwa-chan!
[Laughing softly and backing up to arrange the weight over his shoulder again, he walked with a playful bump to Iwai's hip when he passed and got moving.]
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His hands feel emptier now, but he reminds himself that he just needs to go back to the classroom, then his locker and take another look around. It'll be alright.]
I'll keep it in my hand.
[He lets him go first though too, letting his phone stay say on the table from that dumb birthday text, before he finally picks it up to squeeze it tight. Don't get hurt.]