Who would be? [Him, apparently, and while he does deny it he's also well aware Oikawa knows the truth. Whatever. That's not a big deal. His neck feels like it's crawling when he feels hair and skin rub there though, Oikawa's face feeling a little too close. His shoulders bunch up, tensing, before he jabs the other in the ribs.
What a gross idiot.]
You don't need to tell me. [The just do it is unspoken.]
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Date: 2015-06-11 07:01 am (UTC)What a gross idiot.]
You don't need to tell me. [The just do it is unspoken.]