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[crowncapt-blog]

❛ ayyy lmao ❜

“YOU’RE ULTRA-BANNED! SCARY! TEXT BETTER! ALL YOU DO IS PISS ME OFF!”

[crowncapt-blog]

❛ i care about you , here's some pinecones on a stick . i , uh —— they're lovely . ❜

       so weird. “hey, makki.” like, what the fuck? oikawa rolls the ugly pinecone around in his palms, considering how to word his thoughts as softly as possible. and this is what he lands on, ultimately, as seijoh’s competent and kind captain. hopefully the relaxed smile he shoots him will cushion the blow even further.

    “this sucks. don’t give me this again, okaaaaay?”

[crowncapt-blog]

❛ several bad choices have lead me to this moment . ❜

OIKAWA IS SO TIRED. twelve am was a joyride. one am? time for a movie. two thirty, chopped liver. admittedly, three-fifteen was rough. three-fifteen gave him the yawnies, and about ten minutes later, he decides it’s time to perhaps consider sleeping. he’s nestled in some prime, mismatching PJs, snuggled nice and tight, much like a bug in a rug. his alarm is set for FIVE IN THE MORNING, and honestly? for him, that’s plenty.

he’s dozing off when he receives the first text. several bad choices. well, he can sure name one bad choice! decidedly grumpy, oikawa sticks his tongue out at his phone, as if it had the capacity to be offended. 

he does not put his phone on do not disturb. no, he tries again, a proverbial this-time-for-sure. 

「 INCOMING TXT: MAKKATTACK 」Iwaizumi - san got sick with a case of updog .

stupid. stupid. he won’t fall for that again! fool me twice, as they say! furiously, his nimble fingers prod to type a devastatingly bitey response, but he ain’t wearing no contacts and can’t see his keyboard for shit. he lives on a prayer, hitting send on his pièce de résistance.

「 OUTGOING TXT TO: MAKKATTACK 」 SJUT UP MANKI 

that’ll show him. take three. snug, bug, etc etc. there’s still no need for do not disturb mode, because he’s totally already said his piece to the best of anybody’s collective ability. makki wouldn’t dream of —

「 INCOMING TXT: MAKKATTACK 」 on behalf of the church i now pronounce you blocked & deleted .

OKAY, NOW HE’S GETTING ANGRY. it’s quarter to four in the morning. who does he think he is? what level of importance, what air of dignity must makki be bearing to have the balls? when did he get the balls? what ghoulish little midnight star did he wish upon to grow the balls?

「 OUTGOING TXT TO: MAKKATTACK 」 MACK「 OUTGOING TXT TO: MAKKATTACK 」 SGUT THE HELL YOUR MOTH

close enough. he feels it. that one’s good. that one will end it all. oikawa, deviously intelligent and sensible oikawa, does not put his phone on do not disturb for the third time. he —

「 INCOMING TXT: MAKKATTACK 」 do you see this shirt i'm wearing ? guess what it's made of . one-hundred percent boyfriend material .

oikawa doesn’t sleep. his alarm goes off about an hour and a half later, but it doesn’t matter. he’s already awake. hanamaki takahiro will die today. 

[crowncapt-blog]

squish cheeks.

      “NONONO! ——IT’S BEEN A LONG DAY!  y’gotta be nice to me!! ”

[mtsukawa]

grabs air blown kiss , throws kiss into a blender , turns on the blender .

@mckkii

at first, matsukawa has a mind to play along. to clutch his heart and act like hanamaki has betrayed him to the utmost degree. but then he has another idea. he nods sagely with folded arms. 

“ making it into a smoothie to make it last longer, huh? if you wanted more of my air kisses you could just say so. “

[mtsukawa]

CONT FROM ❦ / @mckkii

matsukawa’s large brows raise at his friend’s retort. it’s one thing he always loved, how quick he was with smart ass replies that both caught him off guard and made him laugh. and once hanamaki’s arm is out, he only waits a moment ( or two ) before he decides to loop his arm right through, grin wide as he leans forward just a bit to close some distance.  

“ annnnnd what price is that? “

[mtsukawa]

CONT FROM ❦ / @mckkii

matsukawa’s own grin ( albeit lazy in nature ) widens at hanamaki’s very visible reaction. it may or may not bring a dusting of pink to his own cheeks, but he can easily ignore that in favor of the other’s more FLUSTERED state. 

“ oh? do i need to kiss the other cheek too? “   his tone does not betray his teasing intentions but his eyes certainly do.   “ you’ve got a pretty expensive forgiveness policy. “

[mtsukawa]

reaches his arm around matsukawa's shoulders , grabs a bag of doritoes & pulls his arm back. proceeds to hold doritoes out of his reach while munching.

@mckkii

what a fool he was! letting his guard down during their weekly movie night. for a brief moment, he thought that maybe, hanamaki was going in for the ol’ arm around the shoulders trick ( it’s not a trick, it’s a gesture of affection that’s just bewilderedly named ) but alas! his intentions were totally CRUEL. 

“ you do this to me…. on the day we’re watching this guy’s wedding day… “   a gesture towards the wedding scene on the screen.   “ how will my heart learn to trust again? “   all said with a completely straight face and free hand trying ( but failing ) to reach the bag.