[Mistakenly taking Oikawa's moving toward him as a sign that he's okay with it, Yamaguchi mumbles in obvious relief and stops drawing away at once. He's drunk and uncoordinated (and uncharacteristically touchy-feely, thanks to that), so if Oikawa doesn't stop him Yamaguchi will come closer until he's halfway in the other boy's lap while still facing him.
His forehead drops down to Oikawa's shoulder again, still ashamed but not as scared that he's done something to ruin the evening for them.]
'M sorry. I didn't know that you didn't like...er, drinking, and stuff...
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His forehead drops down to Oikawa's shoulder again, still ashamed but not as scared that he's done something to ruin the evening for them.]
'M sorry. I didn't know that you didn't like...er, drinking, and stuff...