[Oikawa jumping off a bridge is about the last thing Yamaguchi wants…kissing, though, he'll welcome gladly.
Letting out another choked-out sound under his breath, Yamaguchi gladly lets Oikawa maneuver for a better hold and tightens his own grip almost imperceptibly in the fabric of the other boy's pajama shirt. He drinks in the contact greedily, like he never realized how much he appreciated it until now.]
H…Hhn. Nngkawa… [Yamaguchi's words are mumbled against Oikawa's shoulder between breathing, but he's not really saying anything besides the name, anyway. If he weren't so afflicted with lingering anxiety from the conversation they just had Yamaguchi might easily fall asleep like this against Oikawa on the floor. But his mind's swimming at the moment with memories of the past few weeks, wondering what he knew of Oikawa that could help him figure out what he was looking for, at least from Yamaguchi. It might be hopeless to attempt but Yamaguchi still wanted to.]
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Letting out another choked-out sound under his breath, Yamaguchi gladly lets Oikawa maneuver for a better hold and tightens his own grip almost imperceptibly in the fabric of the other boy's pajama shirt. He drinks in the contact greedily, like he never realized how much he appreciated it until now.]
H…Hhn. Nngkawa… [Yamaguchi's words are mumbled against Oikawa's shoulder between breathing, but he's not really saying anything besides the name, anyway. If he weren't so afflicted with lingering anxiety from the conversation they just had Yamaguchi might easily fall asleep like this against Oikawa on the floor. But his mind's swimming at the moment with memories of the past few weeks, wondering what he knew of Oikawa that could help him figure out what he was looking for, at least from Yamaguchi. It might be hopeless to attempt but Yamaguchi still wanted to.]