[The second knife comes close enough to make Oikawa's heart thump a beat faster as it flies by, landing with a thwack somewhere in the rest of Yamaguchi's apartment.
Poor boy, he's so far gone he's damaging his own property as well as looks about ready to chew Oikawa's face off.
Oikawa tenses to move, though he does his best not to show that he is as he replies:] I missed you. [Because he's not sure whether saying that will require him to dodge again, and if it does he'd prefer to get closer to Yamaguchi and hopefully prevent further thrown blades.]
[Yamaguchi's face flickers with a devastated expression for about half a second, and then it's gone; returned in a snap of a glare to his (defensive, petrified) rage toward Oikawa.]
Bastard! Get out of my house! [The knife that follows is so badly aimed that it shatters a lamp instead, a good fifteen centimeters from Oikawa's right-hand side. Yamaguchi doesn't even appear to be bothered by it.]
[Oikawa doesn't flinch as the knife sails wide, instead surging upwards back along the path that it took, forcing himself into Yamaguchi's space and attempting to pull him close - though that Iwaizumi sounding part of his brain tells him this is a bad idea, he's taking the risk.]
[The risk pays off for Oikawa, because as soon as he's there and close enough to touch, Yamaguchi loses all grip of his common sense.]
No! [Yamaguchi panics and tries to fight Oikawa back with his hands instead of the knife in his hand. He still remembers last time the other man was this near to him (and wishes he could at least pretend he had only dreamed it in some drugged hallucination—but the damn napkin is still here, in his room, was still there when the Rohypnol wore off and Tadashi still hasn't been able to bring himself to throw it away), and there's no way Yamaguchi is going to lie down at Oikawa's mercy again if he's changed his mind about letting him live.] No, no...get away!!
[He's not paying attention in his terror to throwing blade he's still holding, with the end facing away from his own body. That may work out in his favor if Oikawa's close enough to get caught by Yamaguchi's clumsiness; though, that's all that's in Yamaguchi's corner at the moment. His real attempts at making space aren't going to be difficult for Oikawa to circumvent given how frantic and uncoordinated they are.]
[He overcomes Yamaguchi's movements by catching his wrist, twisting it down and yanking him in to squeeze tight.
Right now, he has no idea what Yamaguchi's thinking about - apart from that he's upset and he wants Oikawa to go away, which is one thing that isn't going to happen. Not just yet. ]
I don't want to, Tadashi. [His voice is quiet, firm, the kind he uses when he wants to remind people that his cheer and flamboyance are by choice.] I came to see you, I hoped for a warmer welcome.
Ngh…! Oikawa!! [ Frustrated at being pinned and immobilized with such remarkable ease, Yamaguchi lets out a scream of anger and fear. He continues to thrash in Oikawa's hold like an animal, and doesn't act as if he's aware the other man has spoken. ]
[It's hard to keep his hold on Yamaguchi, there's a lot of fight in him, but Oikawa does his best to keep his grip secure around Yamaguchi.]
No. [Oikawa doesn't like bowing to any demands, much less from the likes of Yamaguchi. He shoves forward, hoping to catch Yamaguchi off balanced and get him back up against the wall.]
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Poor boy, he's so far gone he's damaging his own property as well as looks about ready to chew Oikawa's face off.
Oikawa tenses to move, though he does his best not to show that he is as he replies:] I missed you. [Because he's not sure whether saying that will require him to dodge again, and if it does he'd prefer to get closer to Yamaguchi and hopefully prevent further thrown blades.]
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Bastard! Get out of my house! [The knife that follows is so badly aimed that it shatters a lamp instead, a good fifteen centimeters from Oikawa's right-hand side. Yamaguchi doesn't even appear to be bothered by it.]
Get out of here right now Oikawa, or I'll–
…I'll…I'll k-k-kill you!
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You're not a killer, Tadashi.
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No! [Yamaguchi panics and tries to fight Oikawa back with his hands instead of the knife in his hand. He still remembers last time the other man was this near to him (and wishes he could at least pretend he had only dreamed it in some drugged hallucination—but the damn napkin is still here, in his room, was still there when the Rohypnol wore off and Tadashi still hasn't been able to bring himself to throw it away), and there's no way Yamaguchi is going to lie down at Oikawa's mercy again if he's changed his mind about letting him live.] No, no...get away!!
[He's not paying attention in his terror to throwing blade he's still holding, with the end facing away from his own body. That may work out in his favor if Oikawa's close enough to get caught by Yamaguchi's clumsiness; though, that's all that's in Yamaguchi's corner at the moment. His real attempts at making space aren't going to be difficult for Oikawa to circumvent given how frantic and uncoordinated they are.]
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Right now, he has no idea what Yamaguchi's thinking about - apart from that he's upset and he wants Oikawa to go away, which is one thing that isn't going to happen. Not just yet. ]
I don't want to, Tadashi. [His voice is quiet, firm, the kind he uses when he wants to remind people that his cheer and flamboyance are by choice.] I came to see you, I hoped for a warmer welcome.
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Let me go!!!
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No. [Oikawa doesn't like bowing to any demands, much less from the likes of Yamaguchi. He shoves forward, hoping to catch Yamaguchi off balanced and get him back up against the wall.]