( nuevo inugami )

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[It's the middle of the night, and while it doesn't always happen tonight he's finding that he really needs to get up and start moving to the bathroom. Oikawa is right by him, and given the circumstances of this place it's better to move quickly so they don't get caught up in another spooky adventure with the ghost dog or something else.

The bathroom, in the end, comes as a relief. Rather than going to a stall, he steps close to the urinals instead, shifting his shirt to make things easier for Oikawa to open his trousers to help out. His left hand is moving to hold things in place.]

How does it feel to be able to walk around without pains now?

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[Fuck the ghost dog, not literally, but it can go get lost so far far away from them.

Easily following Iwaizumi when he hardly mentioned needing the bathroom, Oikawa sidled up against his back with his hands coming around, he smiles over Iwaizumi's shoulder as he pops the button and carefully works the zipper down.]

It's really nice, I don't think I remembered how good it feels not to have to wear the brace!

[With his pants undone, Oikawa shifts back just enough to let them drop to his ankles, before he's giving his stomach a playful rub and - after a brief glance to be sure they were alone - he lightly tugs at his underwear next, dipping his hand down to draw him out as if he's going to hold him while he goes too.]

How does your hand feel? Sorry I had to take up one of your healing appointments, Iwa-chan.

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[It's all pretty normal to start really. The same procedure they always do when it comes to this situation. He breathes out as his pants slip down, left hand moving so he can start to relieve himself but then Oikawa's hands come back and he tenses up, slapping his hand away.]

It doesn't hurt now, so it's fine. Just be careful for a while anyway.

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[Grinning cheekily when his eyes come up to meet Iwaizumi's in the mirror ahead of them, he playfully winks while turning his head to smooch his neck softly, hardly letting the swatting make him let go. Nope, he's holding him secure and steady.]

I will, promise!

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[He snaps his eyes away, a little uncomfortable because sorry Oikawa this isn't what he wanted but... he needs to go.]

Oi. [He ends up biting down on his lip, frowning back at him in the mirror.] I can do this much on my own, you know.

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I know. Let me.

[Curling his other arm around his hips to keep him solidly in place, pinned against his chest, Oikawa doesn't budge or relent even when his head tips down and he shuts his eyes. That's the most privacy he's getting.]

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It's weird.

[The protest this time is quieter, and it's only when he can't hold it in anymore that he does relax enough to relieve himself. He doesn't get it, why Oikawa is insisting this time. He doesn't know where to put his hand, doesn't know where to look even if Oikawa isn't. The only relief is that he isn't missing the urinal.

When he's finished he clears his throat, left hand moving to rub Oikawa's wrist.]

I'm done.

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[It was a little weird, it was strange to be hearing the sounds when he himself didn't have to go, but still feel a thick warm weight in his hand... it was nice in a sense that even if he pushes, Iwaizumi will still give him his way. It's so bad, isn't it, that he has that much control in the end. Opening his eyes slightly, just enough to shift his gaze from mirror downward, he kisses the side of his neck softly again before giving a soft squeeze.]

Good. [He doesn't want to let go right now, he's really enjoying this close contact. Iwaizumi might smell like body odor to most people - they both probably smell, it's about time to do showers again soon - Oikawa really finds that he likes how he smells whether it borders gross or not. Rubbing his nose in against his skin and giving him an almost playful stroke, like he's shaking any lingering drips away, Oikawa keeps touching him with smooth fingertips and pressing against his back, gladly using his two inches of extra height to almost feel like he was draping over him.]

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[It really is bad that when push comes to shove he'd crumble and let Oikawa do as he pleases, the only time when that isn't the case is if he'll get too injured in the process. This, right now though, is something he can trust the other with, even if it's uncomfortable. There's no immediate reaction, not until he realises that Oikawa is trapping him in, and his hand isn't letting go.

It's cramped, his palms feel sweaty, and he knows his bandages must be getting really gross again now.]

Oikawa?

[His voice is definitely strained.]

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Hajime.

[Kissing again, speaking softly even as he smooths his hand again, the fact that even if it wasn't meant to be an intimate gesture reflected as being just that with the trust Iwaizumi gave him in letting him hold him through that. Oikawa is still reminded that Iwaizumi is his and he loves him as much as Oikawa does. So with another lingering smooch up to his ear, he puts his attention on him with his eyes on the mirror, a little mischievous curve to his lips before his palm and fingers curl around to really give him some easy strokes.]

THE TIME AFTER...

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[It's been a long few months, but with little hope for things improving the fact that he's received a medical book is something he'll definitely take advantage of. After classes he focuses on his two clubs and outside of that he buries himself in the thick volume he received, trying to memories the latin names for body parts, the problems people might have and other medicines that may help.

Today they're the only ones there but he's still not paying attention to his best friend, too focused on the words he's trying to learn today. He's getting frustrated with himself at this point too, finally slamming the book shut to rub his temples.

He's trying to learn too much too quickly, he knows it, but they don't have time.]

WINKWONKS

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[He wanted to let him read, Oikawa knew how much he's been wanting to learn from that book - but for somehow getting jealous of a damn book, Oikawa found himself sliding up against his back to rub at his temples for him, nose brushing against the back of his neck.]

Iwa-chaan, take a breather.

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[At first he almost forgot that Oikawa was still there too, that they're still stuck in this dumb place and that this isn't just part of prep work for college. He tenses up, relaxing as soon as he realises it's only his best friend.

He sinks into the hands on his temples, eyes closing at the relaxing touch. He mumbles something about needing to learn quickly, but it's not really focused in the slightest.

He does need a break.] Yeah.

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How about you explain to me some things you've learned. Teaching someone else is a good exercise for your brain.

[With his hands lowering from his temples to work the back of his neck and shoulders, Oikawa leans against his back while kissing his temple now, lips slowly starting to follow wherever his hands go.]

What's back here that I'm touching now.

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[He takes a deep breath, closing his eyes as he tries to picture the image in the book that he's been learning from. Oikawa's hands are in two places at once it feels, so he raises his left hand to pat where his shoulder is, rubbing Oikawa's hand at the same time.]

Deltoid. [He pauses to move his hand across, taking Oikawa's with it until both of them are touching the back of his neck.] Cervical. Or C-Spine, it says both in here so.

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[He should be more involved with Iwaizumi's studies, is what he is deciding immediately when Iwaizumi rubs at his hand and takes it with. Smiling warmer and kneading his knuckles on either side of the nape of his neck, working that hand down slowly, Oikawa lightly trails his lips down the side of his face then in peppered kisses, before his other hand is skimming down Iwaizumi's left arm again. Squeezing his bicep, then down his forearm, he traces his fingertips into the back of his hand.]

Here?

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[His head tilts slowly, an acceptance and a means to give the other more space when the kisses come, it's a good way to help him relax, and he's willing to admit that much. He doesn't know if Oikawa wants him to say them all, or only the places he asks about so he leaves the rest of his arm, rolls his wrist a little as he peeks back at the other.]

Carpals.

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[Nuzzling his nose to his cheek, smiling even as his fingers tip to thread between Iwaizumi's, he tips his head in so he can kiss him lightly on the mouth.]

Fingers?

POST AUGUST EVENT etc

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[It's taken some time for him to come around to going back to the gym storage, taken him time to accept that he's forgiven for lashing out. He's let Kuroo sock him in the face by now, apologised profusely to Yachi for potentially scarring her for life, apologised to Nishinoya, to Akaashi and Bokuto for lashing out at them too.

It's all been so difficult, and the guilt is overwhelming... especially when it comes to Oikawa.

It's why he's been more hesitant to push him away. Instead, he lets Oikawa cling on more than usual, just sinks his eyes lower as guilt consumes him all the more. It's easier when he busies himself with his book, just like now, when Oikawa curls his arms around him and pull him close, when his legs are against Iwaizumi's hips.

He turns the page, draws his knees up to prop the book there and sinks lower against Oikawa's chest, letting him prop his head on his shoulder.]

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[He was afraid to let go. He was so afraid that if he let him go off on his own with how upset he was, that Oikawa would never see him again - even when he knew logically he was here, he was fine. He was okay. Oikawa stayed almost unreasonably attached for the better part of the last few weeks, just holding his arm or his sleeve no matter what they were doing. Neither were practicing volleyball - Iwaizumi for his hand, Oikawa for the new medical patch over his left eye. Depth perception is a little necessary when it comes to volleyball. Luckily, nothing was wrong with his eye, it was just bruised and swollen and would heal up with some time.

Having taken to napping against Iwaizumi's back when he settles down to study his book lately, that's where he was now. Having woke hardly ten minutes ago from another nap and feeling the way Iwaizumi shifts back against him, his hands shift to gently rub over his belly and up his chest to rest over his heart. Tilting his head to kiss him quietly, he shut his good eye and just relaxed like this.]

Need a break?

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[He gets it. He gets the way Oikawa needs the reassurance. Though really even when he had first come back he isn't sure if he was there. He still doubts it sometimes now, when he lets his mind wander too much he thinks about how maybe he didn't fight back the urges enough. That maybe he was pent up enough to not bother. The thought sickens him though, and it's when he finds his eyes glazing over while reading that he pushes his book away to give Oikawa a little time, too.]

Yeah. Headache.

[He doesn't really, not quite, but he doesn't want to keep reading like this. His head tilts to accept the kiss anyway, hands gliding up to stroke along Oikawa's thighs over the top and down to his knees.]

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Too much reading tiny print.

[Kissing him again, then again and again with soft motions and gentle tugs with his teeth, Oikawa hummed low and quietly at the feeling of those hands smoothing along his skin. His lip still had a tender spot in it, but the split was relatively healed by this time. Nosing gently at his jaw and sliding one hand up to bring it around and knead at the back of his neck, he just breathed in deep.]

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Mm. [It's the only sound he makes for a moment though, eyes shutting as Oikawa's mouth. He's gentle with him in return though, worried about his lip. About the injury he put there.

He's been a lot more wary of actually smacking Oikawa after this, instead taking it out on inanimate objects instead. It's when the hand reaches his neck that he really does sink into the other, huffing out a soft breath as his hands curl inwards, aiming to grip at the other's shorts as his spine tingles.

It feels nice.]

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[This is what he likes best, nowadays. When he can get Iwaizumi to just relax with him, to not feel like the world is crashing all around them and they're trapped. It's not a lie, to want to feel like this is all a dream. Continuing the soft kisses, peppering from his lips along his jaw and then back, Oikawa keeps kneading at a tense muscle he can feel and smiles.

It's good, to feel him slouching into him. Curling his other arm a bit more firmly, hand stroking over his heart still to just feel the beat to tell him he's there, Oikawa whispers against his mouth.]

I love you, Hajime.

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[His breathing eases out with the kisses, with the soft kneading into his neck and he groans in the back of his throat. His eyes flutter, heart speeds up to the point that Oikawa should feel it.]

Maybe you shouldn't. [His mouth doesn't pull away, but even with how his body is reacting, looking up and seeing what he's done to Oikawa's face... it hurts.]

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Don't say that.

[His arm holds him tighter, pulling him more firmly to his chest with that soft grip against his skin. Oikawa nips at his lower lip a little roughly before kissing him once more. Don't say that ever again, please don't. Slowing that kneading to shift, tugging him to face him better so he can kiss him more comfortably, Oikawa combs his fingers into his hair now.]

You remember me saying I have an unshakeable trust in you, right? That still holds.