[ Midorima is really, really hesitant to do what he's about to do. But if he takes that tape off Eichi's lips then he's going to make fun of him unless he gives him something to shut up about, isn't he?
Hm.
As Eichi's distracted with the tape on his lips, Midorima slides his left hand along Eichi's wrist, pulling it together with the other one before slowly unrolling the tape around his wrists. He pulls it taut, making sure that he can't simply slip out of it. (It's athletics tape after all, not sticky tape. It's designed to compress and hold safely.)
If Eichi wants a reward, perhaps he can have one after all for having such a cute reaction. ]
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Hm.
As Eichi's distracted with the tape on his lips, Midorima slides his left hand along Eichi's wrist, pulling it together with the other one before slowly unrolling the tape around his wrists. He pulls it taut, making sure that he can't simply slip out of it. (It's athletics tape after all, not sticky tape. It's designed to compress and hold safely.)
If Eichi wants a reward, perhaps he can have one after all for having such a cute reaction. ]