[ just because kuroo can be so honest doesn't mean daichi can. he snorts at the sheer idea of openly giving kuroo something like that, which... he did anyway, in the worst way.
and that's not even the worst part, it's the way his chest twists around kuroo's apology. sinks at just supposed to be fun. this is fucking stupid, daichi shouldn't feel so thrown off kilter. they are friends.
(right.)
he takes a deep breath, shakes his head. ] It's fine, just, forget about it.
[ yet he still feels twitchy, feels wrong in too many ways that don't make sense, and he knows he has to get out of the warm envelope of kuroo's arms. I uh, do have to use the bathroom, so...
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and that's not even the worst part, it's the way his chest twists around kuroo's apology. sinks at just supposed to be fun. this is fucking stupid, daichi shouldn't feel so thrown off kilter. they are friends.
(right.)
he takes a deep breath, shakes his head. ] It's fine, just, forget about it.
[ yet he still feels twitchy, feels wrong in too many ways that don't make sense, and he knows he has to get out of the warm envelope of kuroo's arms. I uh, do have to use the bathroom, so...