[Squeezing the hand in his back, watching with barely open eyes through dark hair, Oikawa almost knows something's wrong before Iwaizumi can confirm it. Squeezing his hand tightly, it should be too tightly, he quietly just kisses the top of his head.]

I think I get the frustration now. From when I hurt my knee, the first time. You were really upset, and angry, and you kept yelling at me for being an idiot. It was already done and over and there wasn't anything that could be done, but. [But you wanted to be there. You wanted to prevent it, even if it was going to happen anyway. This is almost the opposite situation, and yet Oikawa feels just as helplessly frustrated that he wasn't there to just be there.]