[Tooru keeps his own eyes away from Tobio, arms still crossed as he listens. Tobio's jealous of how he is with people, is he? That can't really be helped, Tooru's always been social and good with -most- people.]
That's not a bad thing Tobio. You're good at what you're good at. And that's a lie, if you weren't at least passable with people, would you be on a team working with them or asked me to show you my jump serves, or when you begged for my advice? The answer is no.
[It's not said as a compliment, more as matter of fact, like how he gave his advice before the spring high prelims. Just stated with little emotion behind him as if it were obvious to everyone around them.
But then he looks up at being called the best, and can't help but scoff. Sure, he knows he's damn good with serves and spikes, and decent with receives, but even the best with sets? Tobio thinks that? It baffles him because this whole time Tooru has been working to keep himself caught up and better as much as he can as a setter.]
Do you really think you're the only one who would be nothing without volleyball? C'mon, don't be stupid. If volleyball got taken from me, I'd be stuck here in Miyagi doing who knows what after graduation.
[Whether Tooru realizes it or not, his own tightly pushed together cracks are widening just by saying that. Acknowledging a truth he's denied himself to think about. He'd be nothing. His friends are going their separate ways, and he's sure the other third years have their own plans besides volleyball with backup plans in place, while all he has is just the sport he's loved since childhood. Take volleyball away from him and he'd be devastated.]
If you want to be something to someone, then... I'm right here, aren't I. You already admitted feelings for me and kissed me, and clearly I kissed you back. That should say something already. Are you afraid of asking me to be something more?
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That's not a bad thing Tobio. You're good at what you're good at. And that's a lie, if you weren't at least passable with people, would you be on a team working with them or asked me to show you my jump serves, or when you begged for my advice? The answer is no.
[It's not said as a compliment, more as matter of fact, like how he gave his advice before the spring high prelims. Just stated with little emotion behind him as if it were obvious to everyone around them.
But then he looks up at being called the best, and can't help but scoff. Sure, he knows he's damn good with serves and spikes, and decent with receives, but even the best with sets? Tobio thinks that? It baffles him because this whole time Tooru has been working to keep himself caught up and better as much as he can as a setter.]
Do you really think you're the only one who would be nothing without volleyball? C'mon, don't be stupid. If volleyball got taken from me, I'd be stuck here in Miyagi doing who knows what after graduation.
[Whether Tooru realizes it or not, his own tightly pushed together cracks are widening just by saying that. Acknowledging a truth he's denied himself to think about. He'd be nothing. His friends are going their separate ways, and he's sure the other third years have their own plans besides volleyball with backup plans in place, while all he has is just the sport he's loved since childhood. Take volleyball away from him and he'd be devastated.]
If you want to be something to someone, then... I'm right here, aren't I. You already admitted feelings for me and kissed me, and clearly I kissed you back. That should say something already. Are you afraid of asking me to be something more?