[With that shirt flung in his face, Oikawa squawks a bit and hot potatoes it between his hands before dropping it with a half laugh - then he's shrugging off Iwaizumi's stolen one to drop next to his, moving to sit up. Ah, sitting up, it shot a sore pain up his spine, enough to make him grimace - and then Oikawa is pushing himself to his feet anyway, ignoring it and masking the ache with a pleased smile. It really was worth any pain he has to tolerate now for all those hot actions before.]
Waaah, that's such a mean thing to say, you wouldn't do that! Let's go, let's go..
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Waaah, that's such a mean thing to say, you wouldn't do that! Let's go, let's go..