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[Yamaguchi might not notice his touch but Oikawa does and he wants to try touching them too. But it's a little too far to reach across the table and make it look casual, so he forces himself to sit still and watch without touching.]

I said I think they're cute, didn't I?

[Yamaguchi can't hold Oikawa's eyes anymore, so he drops his gaze down to the table. He remains stunned into silence for a few more long seconds before he can speak.]

You're probably...the only person I've met who's ever felt that way.

[He bites back on asking about Tsukishima's opinion of them. He knows asking would prove he's an asshole and he's busy trying to make Yamaguchi happy right now. Even if he'd really like to know.]

Maybe they just didn't say, Yama-chan? But I like them enough for plenty of people.

[Even if Oikawa asked, Yamaguchi's not certain he would know the answer. It's not as if Yamaguchi ever speaks to Tsukishima about his insecurities, let alone ones as personal as the issues he has with his appearance.]

...I-It's really nice to hear you say that. [He swallows, struggling not to let his voice crack the way it desperately wants to, all of a sudden.] Oikawa-san.

But do you believe me, Yama-chan? [He asks with a tilt of his head, genuinely curious.]

Um...

Y...Yes...? [Asked timidly, like he's afraid that by daring to believe Oikawa's words he's somehow inviting the setter to take them back, maybe throw an insult in their place]

[His smile turns happy. Yamaguchi believes him this time.]

I'm glad, Yama-chan.

[Yamaguchi can only gape for a moment, caught totally off guard by the obvious, brilliant sincerity in Oikawa's smile. His other smiles didn't look anything like that, in hindsight—so then, what does this one mean? Aside from the fact that Oikawa's...really, kinda cute when he smiles so genuinely. Yamaguchi swallows dryly.]

M...Me too.

[Yamaguchi's reply sees away the sincerity, but he's still smiling. He's still marvelling a little that he likes Yamaguchi so much. That Yamaguchi seems to think the parts of him that are actually real are good as well as his false charm.]

Now finish off my milkshake, before he goes to waste.

[Well, now that Yamaguchi's seen what Oikawa looks like when he's really happy, getting a forced or incomplete smile immediately afterward is just going to make him anxious. Was Yamaguchi only imagining the look on Oikawa's face before? Or has he done something to upset him, somehow? Again?]

Finish...w-wait, Oikawa-san! Don't you want to drink it!? [What's wrong he wants to blurt out instead but he's afraid of getting shut down again.]

[It's okay, no one can keep his actual smiles around long. And Yamaguchi will probably get to see it again at some point.]

I've had most of it, Yama-chan. And you haven't had anything to drink at all.

Well...if you really want me to...? [At least Oikawa's not asking him to eat off his spoon again? Then again, it feels weird to just reach across the table and take his drink.]

[He pushes his drink closer to Yamaguchi, oddly nervous about whether he will take it.] I insist, Yama-chan.

All right... [Hesitantly, Yamaguchi reaches forward and pulls the drink over the rest of the way, tentatively sipping through the same straw Oikawa already used out of habit. By the way his eyes widen in surprise, it's obvious he enjoys the taste.]

Whoa! That's even better than the cake.

[Oikawa might watch a little too intently as Yamaguchi sips from his straw. He's a sap and he likes that Yamaguchi didn't hesitate before taking it.]

I told you it was good, vanilla milkshakes are superior to most things. [Like things that are rich, spicy, too sweet, too salty, too bitter and so on.]

[Yamaguchi finds himself smiling again, because oh, that's cute.] Is that your favorite food, then, Oikawa-san?

[Yamaguchi's smile is so nice. He's glad he gets to see it.]

Not at all, though it comes close. Milk bread is my favourite. [Is there a trend here? Yes there is.]

Do you have a favourite food, Yama-chan?

Er, nothing too exciting—my favorite's french fries...

French fries? [As a favourite food. That's adorable and he's trying not to show how amused he is but... but he is amused.]

Not all of them...if they're really crispy, that's no good. [yamaguchi, why do you enjoy soft floppy french fries. you need to love yourself]

[He likes dipping his bread in his milkshake so he shouldn't judge. Especially when, given french fries, his temptation is also to dip them in his milkshake, a habit Iwaizumi actually succeeded in driving out of him. But he is judging. Just a little.]

You like your french fries not crispy? [Now there is a real undercurrent of laughter in his words. Hopefully Yamaguchi won't take offence.]

[Yamaguchi's smile does falter a bit at the corners, sensing...something, he's not quite sure what, out of Oikawa's amusement regarding his answer.]

Um...yes...is that weird? [That's what he says, at least, his meaning is closer to 'Is that bad?']

A little weird, Yama-chan. [Has he not told anyone that his favourite food is limp french fries before or is it just that Oikawa is the only one to think it's hilarious and adorable?] Most people think that the good thing about french fries is their crispness.

[Yamaguchi shrugs, comforted by the simplicity of that answer.] I'd rather wait a little while until they've gone soft.

I'll keep that in mind. [Because obviously he'll be brining Yamaguchi fries at some point and heaven forbid they're not appropriately droopy. He's disproportionally charmed by this fact about Yamaguchi and a little bit of it is that Yamaguchi bothered to tell him it.]

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