[His face scrunches up a bit at being called a shipper, Jesus Christ, Ouma. But Hinata does his best to recover and regain his footing... such as it is, anyway.]
Aren't you the one interpreting things how you like, now? That's twice already that you've assumed romantic feelings, you know.
[Kind of might say something, maybe.
His argument feels shakier now that Ouma's tried to strike it down... But he's held onto less for far worse circumstances. He's never seen Saihara move that fast before; the image of him jumping up is still burned into his brain, and Hinata lets that give him strength now.]
It feels like you're insisting pretty hard about something that I'm apparently just reading too much into.
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Aren't you the one interpreting things how you like, now? That's twice already that you've assumed romantic feelings, you know.
[Kind of might say something, maybe.
His argument feels shakier now that Ouma's tried to strike it down... But he's held onto less for far worse circumstances. He's never seen Saihara move that fast before; the image of him jumping up is still burned into his brain, and Hinata lets that give him strength now.]
It feels like you're insisting pretty hard about something that I'm apparently just reading too much into.