[Oh jeez. Oh jeez. Kunimi thought it'd be obvious that he spent the better part of a year pining for his captain and senpai despite the two of them being in wildly different leagues, but - oh jeez.
He tells himself not to laugh, that Whelk might take it the wrong way if he laughs, he can't laugh, but a breathy little giggle sneaks out anyway. Everything about that assumption, up to and including Whelk's jealousy-soured reaction, is weirdly flattering.]
No way, Oikawa was never my boyfriend. Nowhere near. He was captain of my junior high team for a year too, it was just hero worship. [Okay, now he's just being dishonest.] ... horny hero worship.
[ANYWAY. He's just gonna keep looking for more interesting pictures.]
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[Oh jeez. Oh jeez. Kunimi thought it'd be obvious that he spent the better part of a year pining for his captain and senpai despite the two of them being in wildly different leagues, but - oh jeez.
He tells himself not to laugh, that Whelk might take it the wrong way if he laughs, he can't laugh, but a breathy little giggle sneaks out anyway. Everything about that assumption, up to and including Whelk's jealousy-soured reaction, is weirdly flattering.]
No way, Oikawa was never my boyfriend. Nowhere near. He was captain of my junior high team for a year too, it was just hero worship. [Okay, now he's just being dishonest.] ... horny hero worship.
[ANYWAY. He's just gonna keep looking for more interesting pictures.]