I know. [Each kiss makes his heart flutter a little, helping it feel as though he has life in him again.] I know, I just... after what happened before I didn't think it'd go okay. I don't know.
[His own voice is just as quiet, but he returns the kisses just as softly as well.]
[Cradling his face and giving his cheeks a soft squish, kissing him so much warmer, Oikawa gently tugs on his lower lip with his teeth, keeping his gaze now with affection showing through the worry.]
Hey. I love you. Okay? [No matter what. Even with dumb shit like this where we miscommunicate.]
[He looks pained, knowing he fucked up this time. He doesn't know how to say that he didn't think Oikawa would have handled it. He doesn't want to say it, instead he says:] I love you too.
[Shutting his eyes and just letting that wash over him, squishing Iwaizumi's cheeks again, he tried to calm his own problems with it down to think. Why wouldn't he have told him? Where did he get his fingertips? Would it really have been that awful?]
Thank you. For trying to keep me from having more to have nightmares about. [After a long stretch of just breathing with him, Oikawa manages to say this softly. It's all he can think of.]
[Look just because he wasn't thinking clearly before doesn't mean he's not upset still!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! No, most of the fire has quieted down. Stroking his cheek and kissing his forehead then, Oikawa shifts to slowly let go to let him up - to let him get out of that blanket burrito Oikawa wrapped him in for safety. Reaching to grab their shower bag, shoving a rag into it, he only starts getting up once Iwaizumi was up.]
Let's just go clean up in general. You're getting scruffy, have you not been shaving? [Like he wouldn't get upset if Iwaizumi started shaving on his own. He just likes feeling needed.]
[Well you can think straight and be upset... it's just more that he's at least being understanding that Iwaizumi was trying to help even if he was just as dumb. He looks confused for a moment, mostly because the last few days have been hard. He's cared a little about his appearance, but it's never to the extent Oikawa does.]
If I can't even write properly how do you expect me to slide a blade across my face?
[Oikawa just looks at him for a long moment, this indiscernible look on his face before he reaches over once they're both standing so he can simply pull him in to kiss him. He can't say he didn't even think about that, he can't say he thought for a second that he was replaceable throughout all that - it was the stupidest fight - so he just kisses him. Rubbing one hand against his cheek, scrubbing his thumb into that stubble and giving a quiet smile, he decides against saying anything else. Oikawa turns with their shower bag and curls his hand into left, tugging him with then.]
[It's a weird moment where he isn't entirely sure what Oikawa is thinking, but the kiss isn't rejected at all. In fact, when he leans in to kiss him he kisses back slowly, eye pinching shut on the side of his face that Oikawa strokes. It probably feels rough and gross, but the important thing is that they're okay again.
Or as okay as they can be at the moment.
He lets himself be pulled along, legs a little dead but it's bearable to stumble slightly after him.]
[It's not a long little walk to the bathrooms, and once they're in and Oikawa is walking towards the sink, he is fishing out their toothbrushes and toothpaste to hand over. Once Iwaizumi takes them, Oikawa gets out the small shaving cream container and the razor next, throwing a rag over his shoulder and turning on a separate sink to start getting the water warm. It's not like brushing ones teeth lasts long.]
[He doesn't waste time brushing his teeth, though he does actually take longer than normal to ensure they're properly cleaned and he can get rid of the awful taste stuck there.
He leaves Oikawa to set up the sink next to him too, using up all the time for him to do that and then some to get his mouth squeaky clean.]
[Giving him a perkier smile than he's been able to give when Iwaizumi looks just that much more refreshed for getting his mouth clean, Oikawa leans in to steal a smooch.]
[In the end, Oikawa is laughing and setting the shaving stuff aside to take the toothbrush and toothpaste. He'll be quick about brushing his teeth at least, but thorough enough to get his mouth just as clean.]
Sorry~ I did brush yesterday morning at least so it could have been worse!
I just don't want to run out, do you know how bad running out will be?
[Reaching up to rub that stubbly cheek again with a snort, Oikawa leans over the sink to spit and rinse his mouth, rinsing out the toothbrush as well then. Setting those things on the top of the sink, shaking his hands a little drier before wiping them on the rag, he reaches to rub his hands into that stubble again with more of a fond smile.
It's kind of cute. In a grown up, handsome way.]
I'm kind of jealous I can't seem to grow any of this.
We might get more. [Besides, he gives him a look.] You're a lot less cautious about lube than you are with this, you know.
[He's only half serious, but he raises a good point. He waits for Oikawa to finish, frowning at him when he moves his hands to his face. It probably feels really rough, hardly pleasant in the slightest.]
That's probably because you're more of a girl than a guy.
Is that some terrible attempt at calling me pretty?
[He'd give him a playful look at that jab about not being careful with lube - they have to be careful with each other, when they run out they'll run out, that's all. So he'll only respond to that part, still rubbing his stubbled cheeks before he tugs him in and kisses him again.]
I'm very much a guy, Iwa-chan, do I need to remind you...
[He definitely gives him a look for that, reaching out to slap him upside the head.]
Really don't need the reminder. [At least he doesn't pull away from kissing him back, though Oikawa might wish for that when he twists them around a bit, pinning Oikawa against the sink to purposely rub the side of his face (rough and sharp as it is) against his best friends.]
[He winks when Iwaizumi gives him that look, and then he's laughing when he is caught and pinned against the sink, hardly putting up enough fight to really push him away.]
Waaah, so prickly!! I'm not a girl though, Iwa-chan! [Maybe this place really would supply us with condoms if he was a girl.]
[Oikawa still leans in to kiss him one last time, a soft smooch against his upper lip before he moves to pick up the shaving cream again first, running some water to wet his hands before spraying it into his right. Hopefully Iwaizumi is ready for the "face painting" part of shaving.]
[Honestly he just shuts his eyes so hopefully none of it gets in there. He trusts Oikawa to not fuck this up, even if most of the time he wouldn't need to do this for himself. He's probably gotten just as much practice as Iwaizumi at this point.
So he stays quiet, waiting until the cream is over his face and Oikawa actually finished before he will speak again.]
[Bringing the cream up without going so far that he would ruin his (gorgeous) sideburns, Oikawa kisses his nose briefly before he goes to rinse his hands, then picks up the razor to wet it down.]
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[His own voice is just as quiet, but he returns the kisses just as softly as well.]
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Hey. I love you. Okay? [No matter what. Even with dumb shit like this where we miscommunicate.]
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Thank you. For trying to keep me from having more to have nightmares about. [After a long stretch of just breathing with him, Oikawa manages to say this softly. It's all he can think of.]
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Yeah. [He swallows tight, tries to forget that he can still taste vomit in his mouth. Actually--] I need to brush my teeth.
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Let's just go clean up in general. You're getting scruffy, have you not been shaving? [Like he wouldn't get upset if Iwaizumi started shaving on his own. He just likes feeling needed.]
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If I can't even write properly how do you expect me to slide a blade across my face?
[Really... pls...]
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Or as okay as they can be at the moment.
He lets himself be pulled along, legs a little dead but it's bearable to stumble slightly after him.]
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He leaves Oikawa to set up the sink next to him too, using up all the time for him to do that and then some to get his mouth squeaky clean.]
Better.
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Mmm, minty.
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Mmm, awful.
[:)? He holds out the toothpaste and toothbrush for him next.]
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[In the end, Oikawa is laughing and setting the shaving stuff aside to take the toothbrush and toothpaste. He'll be quick about brushing his teeth at least, but thorough enough to get his mouth just as clean.]
Sorry~ I did brush yesterday morning at least so it could have been worse!
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That's still long enough. It's not like we don't have plenty of the stuff.
[He steps aside to let Oikawa finish up his teeth, anyway.]
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[Reaching up to rub that stubbly cheek again with a snort, Oikawa leans over the sink to spit and rinse his mouth, rinsing out the toothbrush as well then. Setting those things on the top of the sink, shaking his hands a little drier before wiping them on the rag, he reaches to rub his hands into that stubble again with more of a fond smile.
It's kind of cute. In a grown up, handsome way.]
I'm kind of jealous I can't seem to grow any of this.
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[He's only half serious, but he raises a good point. He waits for Oikawa to finish, frowning at him when he moves his hands to his face. It probably feels really rough, hardly pleasant in the slightest.]
That's probably because you're more of a girl than a guy.
[ha]
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[He'd give him a playful look at that jab about not being careful with lube - they have to be careful with each other, when they run out they'll run out, that's all. So he'll only respond to that part, still rubbing his stubbled cheeks before he tugs him in and kisses him again.]
I'm very much a guy, Iwa-chan, do I need to remind you...
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Really don't need the reminder. [At least he doesn't pull away from kissing him back, though Oikawa might wish for that when he twists them around a bit, pinning Oikawa against the sink to purposely rub the side of his face (rough and sharp as it is) against his best friends.]
Still more feminine though.
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Waaah, so prickly!! I'm not a girl though, Iwa-chan! [Maybe this place really would supply us with condoms if he was a girl.]
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Ready, now?
[Well if Oikawa's set it up already...]
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[Oikawa still leans in to kiss him one last time, a soft smooch against his upper lip before he moves to pick up the shaving cream again first, running some water to wet his hands before spraying it into his right. Hopefully Iwaizumi is ready for the "face painting" part of shaving.]
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So he stays quiet, waiting until the cream is over his face and Oikawa actually finished before he will speak again.]
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