[Yamaguchi doesn't take notice of Oikawa's silence for longer this time, mostly because he's busy replaying what he just said over and over in his head, scared of what the other boy might tell him in return. He's not quite leaning onto Oikawa, just kneeling close enough on the couch so that his knees dig into the other's legs and the knuckles of his hands brush against the sides. Yamaguchi keeps staring straight down with a red face until he realizes just how long a pause it's been: at that point, he worriedly looks up despite his embarrassment, concerned that something's wrong.]
O...Oikawa-s-san? [Yamaguchi's voice is smaller than he'd like. He feels a chill when he gets a good look at the other boy, trying to fight through the fog of alcohol for any important details. Why does Oikawa have that blank look on his face? Why? What did Yamaguchi say to set him off? What did he...]
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O...Oikawa-s-san? [Yamaguchi's voice is smaller than he'd like. He feels a chill when he gets a good look at the other boy, trying to fight through the fog of alcohol for any important details. Why does Oikawa have that blank look on his face? Why? What did Yamaguchi say to set him off? What did he...]