Kageyama accidentally discovers Kunimi has a hair-pulling kink, maybe.

The cherry doesn’t have the same heat as Iwaizumi’s mouth.

(Akaashi and Iwaizumi get high together and then make out. Nothing else really happens.)

(five times oikawa tooru makes iwaizumi hajime smile)

“This is just like volleyball!” he exclaims. “The more we practice, the better we get!”

“Yeah,” says Tobio, although his mind kind of backtracks and reels at the more we practice because – what? Tobio just kind of wants to try kissing Hinata once.

“I am not using you,” Tetsurou insists, but Oikawa laughs and waves him down, kicks his foot lightly with the tip of his shoe.

“It’s alright, I’ve already said yes,” he says. “I’m curious to meet your friend who doesn’t mind people showing up in jeans and a shirt to his wedding.”

And it occurs to Tetsurou, finally, that Oikawa’s aiming to humiliate him.

Tetsurou wasn’t impressed – he had been, at first, at the cloak and the horns and the boots and everything. But all Oikawa did was look into his all-seeing ball and just laugh at everything he saw.

Tetsurou has been meowing for hours.

Because Tooru’s in a pleated skirt and collared shirt with a bow, kind of small on him and showing a sliver of skin. He’s even wearing the black buckled shoes. And long white socks, going up to his knees, accentuating his legs.

Tetsurou’s jaw drops.

She dries her hands off on Shoyo’s shirt and lifts it over his shoulders and head. Her fingers are warm but the paint is cold and it makes him shiver when she colors his collar bones navy blue. She accents each of his ribs slowly. It tickles but he tries not to squirm.

Oikawa will drag him to parties and sometimes accidentally pay for his meal. Koushi couldn’t be happier.