Gwa–!! [Yamaguchi knew Oikawa was feeling reeeeally affectionate tonight, the alcohol playing a large part in that, but having the older boy that close against that much of his body that suddenly still catches him totally by surprise.
He twists his head over his shoulder that Oikawa's occupying with his chin, trying to catch a glimpse of his face.] O-Oikawa-san…?
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He twists his head over his shoulder that Oikawa's occupying with his chin, trying to catch a glimpse of his face.] O-Oikawa-san…?