[His fingers curl, bunching up Oikawa's shirt front.
Not enough time... He didn't have enough time to think. His eyes flittered this way and that, not quite seeing, lost in his own thoughts. Just what did he want it to mean? Could he say no? Could he pretend nothing had happened? That he couldn't still feel the slight pressure upon his lips from Oikawa's kiss? Could he ever forget that had happened or that the other had admitted to some kind of feelings for him?
But the biggest question, the most important, was whether he could trust Oikawa.
After being tormented and teased for so long it was hard to believe that this wasn't some game. That if he said yes, if he agreed to see what would come from this, Oikawa would laugh and call him an idiot.
His eyes fell closed.
Kageyama hated this.
His fingers curled again, gripping Oikawa's shirt once more.]
... I can't pretend.
You're still a jerk.
I can't... imagine a world where any answer I give ends in mockery.
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Not enough time... He didn't have enough time to think. His eyes flittered this way and that, not quite seeing, lost in his own thoughts. Just what did he want it to mean? Could he say no? Could he pretend nothing had happened? That he couldn't still feel the slight pressure upon his lips from Oikawa's kiss? Could he ever forget that had happened or that the other had admitted to some kind of feelings for him?
But the biggest question, the most important, was whether he could trust Oikawa.
After being tormented and teased for so long it was hard to believe that this wasn't some game. That if he said yes, if he agreed to see what would come from this, Oikawa would laugh and call him an idiot.
His eyes fell closed.
Kageyama hated this.
His fingers curled again, gripping Oikawa's shirt once more.]
... I can't pretend.
You're still a jerk.
I can't... imagine a world where any answer I give ends in mockery.
But I... maybe... it's worth the risk?