[It's all he can say with that blissed smile on his face - Oikawa was still riding out that high, it felt like it could go for so much longer. Kissing softly at Iwaizumi's forehead and dragging a hand up to pet his hair, humming happily with every exhale out, Oikawa cracks his eyes open to simply gaze at him. They are a mess, a hot sweaty gross mess and he's far too pleased with it all.]
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[It's all he can say with that blissed smile on his face - Oikawa was still riding out that high, it felt like it could go for so much longer. Kissing softly at Iwaizumi's forehead and dragging a hand up to pet his hair, humming happily with every exhale out, Oikawa cracks his eyes open to simply gaze at him. They are a mess, a hot sweaty gross mess and he's far too pleased with it all.]
I'm more than okay, Iwa-chan.