“  i’m fine  ” his height shaded her like a palm tree , high , above her.  ’ how could some man be so tall ? ’ she mused ; not even kiyoharu towered her like this man. “ it was my fault for not seeing where i was going  ”

            ❝  Well. . .  if I wasn’t looking at                 my phone then I would’t have                 run into you so I think it’s                 mostly on me.  ❞

                                         U nfortunately not all the time does his  BRAIN  connect with his mind with the PROPER  filter.  The previous thoughts over her eyes instead  stumble  out of his mouth like word vomit.

He just bursts out a laugh at that.

“I guess that’s why you hang around me so much. Your intense hatred. I’m not paying for your mistakes.”

“ I rarely hate people so it’s good to get experience so yep.  I hang around because I hate you. ”

His grin alludes to nothing but mischief.

“Because I say that never happened.”

“ I hate you. ”

    He won’t press it past that.  Kuroo can deny all he wants but he made Oikawa drop his food.

“Prove it!”

“  Why do I need to PROVE it when it’s only between you and me?! ”

“I never did anything!”

“You kept trying to touch me! That’s a logical response!”

And Kuroo lets go, shoving hard at his chest in accidental surprise.

“I’m stopping you from touching me! You’re deluded!”

“ I wasn’t the one holding on to wrists with a tight hold now was I?! ”

Kuroo jumps back, sweating a little and squeezes at his wrists until he’s certain they’ll bruise. 

“What the hell is wrong with you! That’s not funny!”

    And just for the applied pressure,  he won’t be as nice.  Oikawa will try to stomp on Kuroo’s large feet --- bigger targets.

“Listen–”

He grabs at Oikawa’s wrists, holding them tight enough to make the bone shift.

“Stop being a child!”

“ Thing is. . . I’m NOT a child. ”

“Stop touching on me! This is unwarranted contact!” He pushes his hands away.

“ If you can’t handle the heat --- ”

And he laughs at him, cheery and loud while he rubs the back of his hand.

“It sounded like you were insisting to me! Maybe you’re just the shy type!”

“ How is it insisting when I noticed you touched my face?! ”

And Kuroo finally turns to face him, his expression limited and blank while he reaches up to tickle his fingertips along the line of his jaw.

“You know, it just sounds like you want me to touch your face. Why didn’t you just say so?”

    Oikawa doesn’t normally like doing this but he’ll have to,  apparently.  He’s going to have to smack Kuroo’s hand. That hurt him more than it hurt Kuroo,  probably.

“No I didn’t! And no!! It probably  has ants by now.

“Wow! You dropped it? Well damn, that’s a real loss, yeah? You should be more careful with your things,”

“Eh? I don’t have a clue what you’re talking about. I’m just sitting here.”

Mushes Oikawa’s face, effectively making him drop his food.

    It’s probably the automatic flinching that got him to drop his food.  Damn Iwaizumi and his conditioning Oikawa like this. Time for his traditional nose - scrunch.