[Forgetting what happened last time, Yamaguchi peels himself away from the side of the couch and tries to press drunkenly forward, nearer to Oikawa. He's so embarrassed he can't stand to look at him, but he really doesn't feel like keeping it to himself anymore.]
...I like you... [the words are mumbled out, nothing more]
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...I like you... [the words are mumbled out, nothing more]