[At the questioning accusation, Tobio makes a peculiar face. He gets so much hell for his damn smile. He hates it, thanks! It's not like he can really control the fact he looks intimidating when he--
His hands drop, and Hinata reaches out. He's quick to reach back up, but all he can grab at this angle is Hinata's forearms near the elbow. Two fingers smash into each side of his mouth and then push. His lips peel back, his teeth bared in a smile that doesn't at all match the expression on the upper half of his face.
Confusion, irritation. His eyes darken.] You--! [His fingers grip Hinata's skin, and he jerks his knees up, shoving both of them into Hinata's butt. He bucks his hips to try to toss Hinata off-kilter over his head, but he rolls as he does it, attempts to turn the tables.] --little tangerine idiot!
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His hands drop, and Hinata reaches out. He's quick to reach back up, but all he can grab at this angle is Hinata's forearms near the elbow. Two fingers smash into each side of his mouth and then push. His lips peel back, his teeth bared in a smile that doesn't at all match the expression on the upper half of his face.
Confusion, irritation. His eyes darken.] You--! [His fingers grip Hinata's skin, and he jerks his knees up, shoving both of them into Hinata's butt. He bucks his hips to try to toss Hinata off-kilter over his head, but he rolls as he does it, attempts to turn the tables.] --little tangerine idiot!