[He... averts his eyes at the look on his face, giving him a gentle shove because while he certainly doesn't mind it, he's mad at himself for finding that kind of expression on his face... cute. Gross.]
I'm going to kill you if you don't let me have a shower at this point.
[They don't have enough toiletries for this amount of sex. Plus he doesn't want to think about how dirty his hand must be now. He yanks off the shirt first, not even caring that it's not his and simply uses it to clean himself up enough first. He tugs his shorts and underwear up next, flinging that dirty shirt in Oikawa's face.
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I'm going to kill you if you don't let me have a shower at this point.
[They don't have enough toiletries for this amount of sex. Plus he doesn't want to think about how dirty his hand must be now. He yanks off the shirt first, not even caring that it's not his and simply uses it to clean himself up enough first. He tugs his shorts and underwear up next, flinging that dirty shirt in Oikawa's face.
Hope he didn't want romancing after that.]