[ he's surprised— in that, it's being compared to being in love with someone! like, he's never stopped to consider it! his cheeks might've gotten darker, a touch warmer, especially so close like this. he's never been in love with someone. he knows he loves volleyball, though. he knows he really likes lazarus. is it the same kind? should it be? can he love two "someones" at once?! (maybe he's getting flustered over nothing.)
he remembers, faintly, something oikawa said about mutual enjoyment. volleyball is shoyo's thing, but he can't help but to wonder now, quickly, since this is the first actual time he's sharing his intimate life with someone else— ]
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[ he's surprised— in that, it's being compared to being in love with someone! like, he's never stopped to consider it! his cheeks might've gotten darker, a touch warmer, especially so close like this. he's never been in love with someone. he knows he loves volleyball, though. he knows he really likes lazarus. is it the same kind? should it be? can he love two "someones" at once?! (maybe he's getting flustered over nothing.)
he remembers, faintly, something oikawa said about mutual enjoyment. volleyball is shoyo's thing, but he can't help but to wonder now, quickly, since this is the first actual time he's sharing his intimate life with someone else— ]
That's not— Bad for you, right?