I’m not talking about volleyball anymore! [Well, at least Noya isn’t being quiet anymore - on the contrary, that statement was quite, quite loud, his drunkenness seeming to have heightened his maximum volume levels all of a sudden.

[He doesn’t look angry so much as he does...determined? Focused, certainly, his intense gaze once again set on Asahi.]

Me, I said! I felt like you left me! Because you’re not just a teammate to me, dummy! You’re my friend and I love you!

[He says it plainly, as if there’s nothing shocking about that revelation, or more so like it really shouldn’t be a revelation at all. He means it! He loves Asahi - whether that be platonically or romantically is entirely beside the point, and Noya isn’t really thinking about that right now! Honest - that’s what he said he was going to be, and that’s what he’s being. It’s as simple as that!]

So do you get it now? I love you and I missed you and I don’t want you to ever leave me again because—

Because it sucked! It totally sucked in every way!