[Yamaguchi manages, barely, to return to his senses again as Oikawa draws his hand away; though the next question comes before the younger boy has time to feel any relief (or disappointment) over it. His face is still violently tinged with embarrassment, and attraction he doesn't much want to let himself get distracted with right now.]
...Is there more? Er... [Yamaguchi automatically glances at the remaining bottles on the table. Noticing the vodka's gone first off, he lets out a small noise of disappointment and probably embarrassment in his throat before his eyes roam over the others. His voice comes out a mumble.] ...That's the last of that vodka, then...but, you probably wouldn't wanna drink Kageyama's vodka anyway, huh...
Hm. Shochu? [It's sweet enough, and mixes easily with the stuff he's tried. Not that Yamaguchi was much accounting for taste.]
[Kageyama's vodka. No, he really wouldn't want to drink that. What is Yamaguchi even doing with Kageyama's vodka and can he give it back.]
Not a chance, Yama-chan. [Besides,] I was thinking water. I'm not getting drunk, remember? [Yamaguchi almost certainly doesn't. But he'd rather not let him drink anything more until he's verified that his stomach isn't still debating the quality of that taco.]
[nOPE. Nice try, Yamaguchi. Oikawa's just going to, take that away now. He holds Yamaguchi's hand by his wrist to keep it away as he places the bottle out of reach with his other hand. And then not let go, lest Yamaguchi try grabbing a different one.]
[Oikawa's stern words go completely in one ear and out the other, as Yamaguchi basically stopped hearing anything as soon as the other boy took hold of his wrist. Yamaguchi continues blushing so hard it's a wonder there's any blood left to spare for his pounding heartbeat.]
Y...Yes! [Agree!! Look at how much we are agreeing! Yamaguchi's too nervous to do anything more than go right along with whatever Oikawa wants at this point.
Sure, there's the fact that he's a bit intimidated by the shift in Oikawa's demeanor...but honestly, that doesn't hold a candle to how damn flustered he is from the other boy continuing to hold his arm, like it belongs to him now.]
[He relaxes his grip but doesn't let go. He's comfy now and he likes it.]
Why were you drinking alone, Yama-chan?
[He's still trying to go for responsible, doesn't know how well he's succeeding, he could try impersonating Iwaizumi but honestly he thinks that would scare him off.]
Buh? [Yamaguchi has to process this through his embarrassed, drunk fog for a good ten seconds before the meaning of the question actually reassembles to real words in his brain.] Umm...I didn't think, you or Kageyama or Tsukki would want to come??
[Well, Tsukishima was determined to catch up on the sleep he'd missed for practice during the week. And Kageyama had mentioned something about the coming weekend that made it sound like he'd already be busy. Yamaguchi hadn't even considered, that a third-year like Oikawa attending another school at Aoba Jousai wouldn't have anything better to do than come to visit...]
[He... may have to ask about how friendly Yamaguchi is with Kageyama at some point. Because if something happens like Kageyama shows up at Yamaguchi's house to hang out without warning and Oikawa's there, depending on the day, he may be unable to resist picking a fight. He doesn't pretend to be a nice person.
... He doesn't pretend to be a nice person very well.
But that's a conversation for either sober Yamaguchi or drunk Yamaguchi and also drunk Oikawa. Today's conversation needs some prompting.] So you decided to drink alone anyway because...? [He wouldn't be worried if it was just a little bit but he said he wanted to finish the bottle of vodka, and that's not a small bottle.]
[The sentence cuts off, Yamaguchi making a startled noise when Oikawa squeezes his wrist. It drives all other thought from his mind, and Yamaguchi nearly misses what the other boy says next.
But, he doesn't miss it. 'Next time.' Like there would be a next time, Yamaguchi realizes dimly, in some corner of his mind that's less distracted by how warm his face is.] Next...
If you're planning to get drunk alone next week there's nothing you could say that would stop me, Yama-chan.
[He means that to sound friendly and supportive like one of Yamaguchi's Karasuno senpais would but he's fairly certain it missed the mark and he's squarely hit into "I have nothing to do on weekends".]
I dunno if I was planning on it, but...if you really want to, you can definitely come over Oikawa-san!!
[After all, it's nice having him here now, why wouldn't it be on any other night? To drunk Yamaguchi this is a wonderful, wonderful idea. Or maybe it's just wonderful that Oikawa wouldn't mind being here with him.]
["If you really want to". That makes Yamaguchi sound eager. He's not sure what to make of that.
To him, getting drunk with Yamaguchi sounds like a good time. Better than getting drunk with Iwaizumi anyway, where after the fourth beer in him, all Iwaizumi's good for is spouting obscure baseball trivia which Oikawa doesn't know how he even learned when they spend all their time on volleyball.
But he can hardly force a situation like that with Yamaguchi. There's having fun teasing him and the there's enabling an under age boy into copious amounts of alcohol for the second weekend in a row.]
I do but we can talk about this again in the morning when you're thinking better, okay? [That was good, right? Positively tender!]
[Yamaguchi blinks and looks around, as though trying to find something in the room that isn't there. Namely, a clock.]
In the morning? [That seems disappointingly far away, so maybe Oikawa didn't want to commit to anything after all. Or maybe the other boy was just tired.] Issit that late already...?
It's pretty late, Yama-chan. [He pauses, shit, what if...] But still early enough that I can walk home if you need me to.
[There was that crack he made earlier about "what will the neighbours think", but if Yamaguchi's parents come home tomorrow and find an older boy they don't know from another school there, there could be trouble. Or not, but he doesn't know Yamaguchi's family. There are other reasons Yamaguchi might prefer he didn't crash on his couch as well, but he doesn't want to think about those right now.]
? [Yamaguchi can't help the way his face immediately falls in disappointment. But, he won't complain, if the other boy's asking to go home even if it feels like he only got here.]
No, no, that's fine! There's no one else here until tomorrow, an' my parents probably wouldn't even notice either way...I mean, you can stay if you want to!!
[He's trying not to come across as extremely hopeful for the company, with limited success.]
[He relaxes, not having to worry about parents reactions is always a good thing. And if it means he gets to stay out of his own house for a weekend then he's not going to complain. Plus, he doesn't have to worry about what Yamaguchi's doing if he can keep an eye on him. Which is a concern he'll ponder later.
The best thing is that Yamaguchi seems to want him here. Maybe he'd be happy with anyone but he's the only one here so that's something.]
Then I want to. [His smile might be a little too honest. Sleepover!!]
But, you have parents like that, Yama-chan?
[The kind who wouldn't notice that he has a friend over.]
[His aren't like that, even a little, but he's seen it enough times to know it can take make an impact. He's a good captain for a reason and one of those is noticing things off the court.]
Oh? [Yamaguchi's eyes widen, looking suddenly embarrassed as if he's just now considering how it sounded when he said those words before.] No, no, it's not like that!! It's not as if, my parents aren't nice to me or anything. They're just both busy adults...
[And they have to work long hours, usually out of town in one of their cases. So Yamaguchi's been a latchkey kid since grade school.]
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...Is there more? Er... [Yamaguchi automatically glances at the remaining bottles on the table. Noticing the vodka's gone first off, he lets out a small noise of disappointment and probably embarrassment in his throat before his eyes roam over the others. His voice comes out a mumble.] ...That's the last of that vodka, then...but, you probably wouldn't wanna drink Kageyama's vodka anyway, huh...
Hm. Shochu? [It's sweet enough, and mixes easily with the stuff he's tried. Not that Yamaguchi was much accounting for taste.]
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Not a chance, Yama-chan. [Besides,] I was thinking water. I'm not getting drunk, remember? [Yamaguchi almost certainly doesn't. But he'd rather not let him drink anything more until he's verified that his stomach isn't still debating the quality of that taco.]
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No, I didn't mean...um...you definitely don't have to have any if you don't want to, Oikawa-san!
[He tries to smile at the other boy reassuringly, reaching for the shochu bottle himself to mix with the remaining lemonade in his cup.]
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I'm cutting you off for now, Yama-chan.
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[Oikawa's stern words go completely in one ear and out the other, as Yamaguchi basically stopped hearing anything as soon as the other boy took hold of his wrist. Yamaguchi continues blushing so hard it's a wonder there's any blood left to spare for his pounding heartbeat.]
...O-Oikawa-san!?
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Is this what Iwaizumi feels like when Oikawa makes bad choices? It's exhausting and there's no way he's letting go of Yamaguchi's wrist just yet.]
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Sure, there's the fact that he's a bit intimidated by the shift in Oikawa's demeanor...but honestly, that doesn't hold a candle to how damn flustered he is from the other boy continuing to hold his arm, like it belongs to him now.]
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Why were you drinking alone, Yama-chan?
[He's still trying to go for responsible, doesn't know how well he's succeeding, he could try impersonating Iwaizumi but honestly he thinks that would scare him off.]
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[Well, Tsukishima was determined to catch up on the sleep he'd missed for practice during the week. And Kageyama had mentioned something about the coming weekend that made it sound like he'd already be busy. Yamaguchi hadn't even considered, that a third-year like Oikawa attending another school at Aoba Jousai wouldn't have anything better to do than come to visit...]
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... He doesn't pretend to be a nice person very well.
But that's a conversation for either sober Yamaguchi or drunk Yamaguchi and also drunk Oikawa. Today's conversation needs some prompting.] So you decided to drink alone anyway because...? [He wouldn't be worried if it was just a little bit but he said he wanted to finish the bottle of vodka, and that's not a small bottle.]
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And...there's no one here, so... [why not, his brain had intelligently decided, to stave off loneliness]
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[He gives Yamaguchi's wrist a squeeze.] Next time call me so we can moderate each other. [Or...] Or end up in the same sorry state anyway.
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[The sentence cuts off, Yamaguchi making a startled noise when Oikawa squeezes his wrist. It drives all other thought from his mind, and Yamaguchi nearly misses what the other boy says next.
But, he doesn't miss it. 'Next time.' Like there would be a next time, Yamaguchi realizes dimly, in some corner of his mind that's less distracted by how warm his face is.] Next...
[next time–] You want to come over next week??
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[He means that to sound friendly and supportive like one of Yamaguchi's Karasuno senpais would but he's fairly certain it missed the mark and he's squarely hit into "I have nothing to do on weekends".]
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[After all, it's nice having him here now, why wouldn't it be on any other night? To drunk Yamaguchi this is a wonderful, wonderful idea. Or maybe it's just wonderful that Oikawa wouldn't mind being here with him.]
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To him, getting drunk with Yamaguchi sounds like a good time. Better than getting drunk with Iwaizumi anyway, where after the fourth beer in him, all Iwaizumi's good for is spouting obscure baseball trivia which Oikawa doesn't know how he even learned when they spend all their time on volleyball.
But he can hardly force a situation like that with Yamaguchi. There's having fun teasing him and the there's enabling an under age boy into copious amounts of alcohol for the second weekend in a row.]
I do but we can talk about this again in the morning when you're thinking better, okay? [That was good, right? Positively tender!]
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In the morning? [That seems disappointingly far away, so maybe Oikawa didn't want to commit to anything after all. Or maybe the other boy was just tired.] Issit that late already...?
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[There was that crack he made earlier about "what will the neighbours think", but if Yamaguchi's parents come home tomorrow and find an older boy they don't know from another school there, there could be trouble. Or not, but he doesn't know Yamaguchi's family. There are other reasons Yamaguchi might prefer he didn't crash on his couch as well, but he doesn't want to think about those right now.]
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Oh. Do you need t'leave, Oikawa-san...?
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Not at all, Yama-chan. I'd love to stay but I just din't know if you were okay with that.
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[He's trying not to come across as extremely hopeful for the company, with limited success.]
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The best thing is that Yamaguchi seems to want him here. Maybe he'd be happy with anyone but he's the only one here so that's something.]
Then I want to. [His smile might be a little too honest. Sleepover!!]
But, you have parents like that, Yama-chan?
[The kind who wouldn't notice that he has a friend over.]
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Uhh, like what? [Yamaguchi doesn't seem to pay much mind to the question; he's still just happy that Oikawa is going to stay and hang out.]
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[His aren't like that, even a little, but he's seen it enough times to know it can take make an impact. He's a good captain for a reason and one of those is noticing things off the court.]
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[And they have to work long hours, usually out of town in one of their cases. So Yamaguchi's been a latchkey kid since grade school.]
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oh yamaguchi :(
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