[He wants to open his mouth and tell him sorry because he didn't expect everything to happen at once -- at least not like that. He can barely register that he's breathing at this point though, eyes unfocused as he stares up at the ceiling. There are probable spiders up there. Other creepy crawlies that would be gross to imagine at this point but it's also the only thing he can focus on.
His mind has been blown, to say the least.] Sorry. [He finally manages to say it, though it's as shaky as he feels, just as tired and sleepy and he wants to pass out again now that he's had the air knocked out of him.]
Some other time I'll show you why.
[Because he doesn't think he could do anything else right now, not after becoming a useless lump on the floor. His hand reaches for Oikawa, fingers curling over the side of his face to stroke the skin.] C'mere.
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Date: 2015-06-21 09:47 am (UTC)His mind has been blown, to say the least.] Sorry. [He finally manages to say it, though it's as shaky as he feels, just as tired and sleepy and he wants to pass out again now that he's had the air knocked out of him.]
Some other time I'll show you why.
[Because he doesn't think he could do anything else right now, not after becoming a useless lump on the floor. His hand reaches for Oikawa, fingers curling over the side of his face to stroke the skin.] C'mere.