[He's... happy? Really happy? He shouldn't be happy about this, he shouldn't be happy about wanting to be with anyone like Oikawa.]
Do you need a tissue? Or to wash your face? [Oikawa wants to do things, to take action, but he let himself get carried away before and that's what got them here. He swallows, his own words ringing in his ears.
Kissing Yamaguchi won't make this better, will it? He knows it won't, though he itches to try. He settles for brushing his lips over Yamaguchi's skin again, because he cares about him, and he's hurt him so awfully, the kind of hurt that lasts and lingers and he doesn't think he can fix it ever, but whatever things he can do, he will.]
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Do you need a tissue? Or to wash your face? [Oikawa wants to do things, to take action, but he let himself get carried away before and that's what got them here. He swallows, his own words ringing in his ears.
Kissing Yamaguchi won't make this better, will it? He knows it won't, though he itches to try. He settles for brushing his lips over Yamaguchi's skin again, because he cares about him, and he's hurt him so awfully, the kind of hurt that lasts and lingers and he doesn't think he can fix it ever, but whatever things he can do, he will.]