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“Please Suga-chan!” Oikawa begged, clinging onto Suga’s arm like a small child as he walked him home from practice. “Please come!”
Suga stared down to Oikawa’s puppy eyes then let out a sigh. “Why do you want me to come to Seijou again?”
“Because,” Oikawa continued to pout, “no one believes me. They don’t think I’m actually dating someone. They think I made you up… besides, I went to Karasuno for you~”
“Actually you showed up earlier than I told you to,” Suga corrected making a small jab to Oikawa’s side.
Even though the jab had been lighter than normal, Oikawa was still constantly overwhelmed by Suga’s strength. He rubbed at his ribs and grumbled, “Well, what else was I supposed to do? Besides, kissing Glasses-chan and Tobio-chan was so much fun.”
“Tsukishima, you mean?” Suga laughed and then felt nerves bubbling in his stomach as he asked, “Why does no one from Seijou think we are dating? Did you tell them it was me?”
At that, Oikawa’s pace slowed down to a stop and he grew uncertain with himself all of a sudden. “No…”
“Do you think maybe that’s why they don’t believe you?” Suga was incredulous.
Straightening up, Oikawa set his chin in one of his hands a moment before answering, “No, they definitely wouldn’t believe me if I told them it was you.”
“Really? Why?”
“Well, they have all teased me for too long that-” Oikawa seemed to realize what he was saying, slapped a hand over his mouth, and began to quickly stride past Suga.
Suga raised an eyebrow and chased after Oikawa, pressing further, “What did they tease you about?”
“Nothing,” Oikawa replied quickly and glanced down to Suga whose expression only seemed to say, ‘I’m calling bullshit.’
Not being able to take that look, Oikawa’s posture drooped dramatically. “Oh fine, I’ll tell you.”
“Good.” Suga stopped with Oikawa and watched him continue to shrink as he pouted.
“Promise you won’t laugh at me?” Oikawa eyed Suga. He looked like a small child begging not to get in trouble for making a mistake.
Suga’s expression softened and he set a hand on Oikawa’s shoulder. “I would never.”
Oikawa inhaled sharply before going into it, “Well after we played at the Inter High, I may or may not have developed a small… large crush on you.”
It took Suga a moment to register that information and he felt his cheeks warm. “...Really?” The information made a lot of Oikawa’s behavior make sense all of a sudden and it didn't seem too out of character of the other for Suga to believe.
Oikawa groaned and pressed his hands against his eyes, hiding his face as he continued, “Yes, and Iwa-chan and all of them wouldn’t shut up about it. Then, I guess they noticed you kissing your teammates and told me that I wouldn’t have a chance with you… If I told them it was you... they probably would just laugh at me.”
Suga really did not like seeing Oikawa get so beat up over something like this so he stepped forward and wrapped his arms around Oikawa’s middle. Oikawa’s stiff and depressed tension seemed to seep out of him with the embrace and as he gave a heavy sigh, Oikawa let his forehead fall to Suga’s shoulder, his arms reciprocating as they wrapped around his boyfriend’s waist.
“I'll go with you to meet your teammates,” Suga said, gently running a hand through Oikawa’s hair.
Oikawa smiled as he turned his nose to Suga’s neck, pressing a sweet kiss to his smooth skin. “You are too good for me.”
Suga only rolled his eyes. “Oh, shush.”
~~~
“Hello!” Oikawa let out cheerily as he entered the gym of Aoba Johsai. Everyone who was already present gave a few half hearted greetings before going back to the warm up exercises or stretches that they had been doing prior to Oikawa’s entrance.
Suga shuffled in behind Oikawa with his hand timidly clinging onto the back of his boyfriend’s uniform. “Should I say something?”
Oikawa seemed a little nervous himself and glanced back to Suga before giving a very unconvincing smile. “No I think they will notice soon enough.”
Suga grinned, snorting. “They hardly seem excited that you’re here at all.”
“It's all tough love around here,” Oikawa sniffed.
“Oh, is that what it is?” Suga countered, moving closer to Oikawa and rising on the tips of his toes so his face was closer to Oikawa’s.
The two were about to kiss when they were interrupted by a shout, “Who are you talking to--oh… Sugawara…”
Quickly Suga returned to his stance beside Oikawa as his face flushed in embarrassment from being caught. He turned to face Iwaizumi, who was a good distance from Oikawa and Suga, but had still managed to hear their banter from where he’d been stretching. “Hello, Iwaizumi! I'm back again.”
Instead of acknowledging Suga, Iwaizumi’s death glare went right to Oikawa. “What is this all about?”
Oikawa glanced to Suga and Suga gave an encouraging smile to Oikawa. With a deep inhale Oikawa looked back to his best friend and stated as confidently as he could, “Suga-chan’s my boyfriend!”
At some point during this exchange, a few of the other Aoba Johsai team members had moved closer. Hanamaki gave his condolences to Suga, “I’m sorry.”
“Hey,” Oikawa snapped, “I will have you know that Suga and I are very happy together. He even agreed to come here to properly meet you slovenly bunch.”
“Slovenly?” Matsukawa raised an eyebrow.
Oikawa ignored him. “The point is you can all stop making fun of me now because my boyfriend is right here,” Oikawa grabbed Suga and pushed him forward towards the rest of his team. Suga gave a little wave, finding Oikawa’s behavior very amusing.
“I believe you,” Iwaizumi sighed as he turned his gaze to Suga, “but how did this happen?”
“Why would you agree to date him?” Hanamaki asked Suga.
“He isn’t making you do this, is he?” Matsukawa asked, genuinely looking concerned.
Shaking his head Suga laughed. “No, of course not. I was kind of surprised given the circumstances of how we started dating but, I am really happy with this. We both are.”
“Wait,” Iwaizumi started, “That day last week, you were here… Is that when you started dating?”
“Kind of,” Oikawa answered and everyone looked to him obviously wanting more of an explanation. “Well, you see, Suga-chan has a habit or tradition of using kisses as a greeting and he wanted to find the best kisser of the captains he knew, I guess…”
“Kissing?” Hanamaki grinned. “So, Iwaizumi totally was right; you were kissing out there that day.” He turned to Matsukawa, holding out his hand like the other boy owed him money. Matsukawa sighed, telling him he'd pay up after practice.
“You knew?!”
“Well, what else do you do that close to someone?” Iwaizumi retorted, his tone making Oikawa out to be a dumbass.
“Wait, if that's the case… why haven’t we all gotten kisses yet?” Matsukawa asked.
“Suga-chan is not going to kiss all of you!” Oikawa grabbed Suga and pulled him in close protecting the smaller setter as if Suga couldn’t fend for himself. As if Suga didn’t want to kiss them.
“Aw, why not?” Hanamaki and Matsukawa whined in unison.
“Yes, why not?” Suga glanced up to Oikawa, teasing him with a wide grin.
“Suga-chan!” Oikawa gasped, over exaggerating his boyfriend’s betrayal.
“Kiss me first!” Matsukawa demanded in unison with Hanamami, who turned to grin at the other and they laughed.
Suga very easily freed himself from Oikawa’s grip and started forward. “Sure.”
“Wait,” Oikawa intercepted as wrapped a hand around Suga’s wrist, “are you sure you want to kiss them? They probably haven't showered in months. I can't even imagine--”
“You’re ridiculous.” Suga laughed at his boyfriend, giving him a quick kiss before shrugging out of his grip. “Besides, you got to kiss my teammates.”
“You did?” Iwaizumi asked as a grin spread across his face. “Did you kiss Kageyama?”
Kindaichi made a disgruntled sound as he stared at Oikawa. “Please say no.”
Unfortunately for Oikawa, his red face gave him away as he lied, “No; I would never.”
“Ha, you did!”
Kindaichi grimaced, “Why?”
Huffing, Oikawa stood straight and crossed his arms over his chest. “Because he didn’t want to kiss me. I had to get back at him somehow.”
“Riiiight.” Iwaizumi nodded, smirking. “Oh, and you might wanna keep a leash on your boyfriend.”
“...A leash? That’s not a bad idea-- wait, what do you mean..?” Oikawa spun and found that Suga was no longer just next to him but rather sandwiched between both Hanamaki and Matsukawa. Matsukawa was trailing kisses along the back of Suga’s neck while Hanamaki and Suga were lip locked.
“I-- HEY!” Oikawa shouted, but for some reason he couldn’t will his feet to move forward to stop the display that was going on in front of him.
Iwaizumi let out a low whistle as he watched. “They are really going.”
“I know!” Oikawa cringed and fell to his knees on the ground. “Make them stop, Iwa-chan~!”
“Why me?” Iwaizumi scoffed. “He’s your boyfriend.”
It took almost all of his willpower, but Oikawa returned his gaze back to his two teammates who were still feeding off of his boyfriend. Somehow in the few seconds while Oikawa had looked away, things had gotten steamier. Matsukawa had pulled the shoulder of Suga’s shirt down, Hanamaki had one hand running up the front of Suga’s shirt, and Suga definitely had his tongue down Hanamaki’s throat.
Oikawa had definitely felt possessive at first, but after continuing to watch for a moment, he quickly realized that he wanted them to stop not because he wanted Suga just for himself, but because that-- watching his boyfriend sandwiched between his two attracted friends and basically being ravaged in front of him… was actually really hot.
Oikawa willed himself to move and stop the madness however, but someone else took the task instead. Oikawa’s jaw dropped as he watched the least likely member of the team waltz up and shove Hanamaki off of Suga and push Matsukawa to the ground. (Well maybe his actions themselves were expected, but Oikawa could not believe it was Kyotani to act upon the situation).
“Oh, thank you, Mad-dog-chan,” Oikawa breathed a sigh of relief and began making his way to retrieve his boyfriend.
Kyotani had a hand wrapped in Suga’s shirt and turned to sneer at Oikawa, “Why are you thanking me?”
Oikawa halted in his tracks. “You are helping me? No?”
Kyotani rolled his eyes then looked back to Suga, he spoke so only the setter staring at him nervously could hear. “Those two were taking too long.”
“Oh?” Suga grinned, but that didn’t change the fact that he was very close to wetting his pants; Kyotani was just as frightening as he had been in the Spring Tournament match.
“Hey, no! Mad-dog-chan, do not kiss him!” Oikawa scolded.
Kyotani ignored the remarks, letting his gaze trail over Suga’s face. “I hate it when he calls me that.”
“You should tell him then,” Suga offered.
“Nah,” Kyotani said, “this will be much more fun.”
Suga didn’t really get to protest to that(nor did he want to), because he was silenced by Kyotani’s lips. After the initial shock wore off of being pulled so suddenly into a kiss, Suga found that Kyotani wasn’t half bad. He was a little rough around the edges but that seemed to be his style.
Oikawa let out another distressed cry, and then shouted, “Iwa-chan you have to get them apart!”
“Why?” Iwaizumi smirked.
“Because he won’t listen to me!” Oikawa pleaded.
“Who?” Iwaizumi’s smirk only grew. “Your boyfriend?”
“No! Suga-chan can do what he likes!” Oikawa pouted. “You know who! Mad-dog-chan!”
Iwaizumi’s pity for his friend finally got the better of him, and he strode past Oikawa to Kyotani and Suga. He only had to tap Kyotani on the shoulder to get the boys to separate, and Kyotani glared at Iwaizumi but let go of Suga’s shirt before sharply pivoting on his heel and striding away. No one had noticed, but a dusting of pink had spread across Kyotani’s cheeks and the second year covered it by hiding behind his hand and faking a cough, while also covering a small smile.
“I don’t know if I should be thanking you or not.” Suga laughed while socking Iwaizumi ‘lightly’ in the arm.
“You don’t have to thank me.” Iwaizumi tried to ignore the ache from being punched swelling in his arm, but he couldn’t help but rub at his bicep, saying, “You know, you could really use that right hook of yours to knock some sense into Oikawa.”
In response to that, Suga slapped his palm onto Iwaizumi’s arm, not taking him seriously as he replied, “I’ll keep that in mind.”
Iwaizumi’s already aching arm stung immensely from the slap and he made a face. “What do you do, bench Karasuno at practice?”
Suga snorted, “Pardon?”
“You’re fucking strong,” Iwaizumi’s gaze became analytical as he searched for any clue as to why Suga had the arm strength of ten men but found nothing. “... surprisingly strong.”
“Hey, stop flirting with my boyfriend!” Oikawa marched forward, halting the conversation and pulling Suga out of Iwaizumi’s reach.
“Not flirting, just chatting,” Suga answered innocently.
“Sure.” Oikawa nodded slowly while suspiciously eyeing his friend. “Well, Suga-chan. I think we accomplished what we needed to--”
“Hold up, you can’t just leave, dumbass.” Iwaizumi laughed. “We still have practice.”
Oikawa opened and closed his mouth several times trying to find a retort, evidently not getting him anywhere because he ultimately remained silent while Suga, on the other hand, spoke up, “Well I can stay, if you don’t mind. I can be another setter for you guys if you need me.”
“Let him stay!” Hanamaki and Matsukawa shouted together.
“I don’t see why not,” Iwaizumi reasoned. “Plus, you haven’t greeted everyone yet.”
Suga stepped forward and placed his hand in Iwaizumi’s, laughing as he leaned in to kiss him. “You’re completely right.”
Oikawa screeched behind him.
~~~
“Ready?” Suga asked giving Iwaizumi’s hand a light squeeze.
“You bet.” Iwaizumi grinned, adjusting his grip on the hand of the setter in front of him.
Of all the things Oikawa thought might happen in his life, he never expected this. Hell, he expected to be abducted by aliens before this.
Iwaizumi and Suga sat cross legged on the locker room floor after practice, both of them with an elbow on one of the benches and gripping one another’s hands. No, Oikawa never thought in all his life that Iwaizumi would challenge Suga, of all people, to an arm wrestling competition.
How did this happen? Well, it started as soon as practice began. Iwaizumi and Suga had been holding hands walking onto the court while Iwaizumi explained to Suga how practice would work and to Kunimi, Kindaichi had commented on the fact that Iwaizumi had told Suga that he was really strong. Kunimi shrugged the statement off and Suga had just laughed. Then, practice started and Suga did his normal routine of giving his customary jabs to the side or slaps on the back when whoever he was practicing with did something worth complimenting or were being negative. Just normal Suga things, things that he had always done at Karasuno with no complaint.
Pretty soon everyone was not only talking about Suga passing around kisses to whomever he hadn’t kissed yet, but also his overwhelming strength. For some reason, Kindaichi had brought up the fact that Iwaizumi could beat anyone at arm wrestling and Suga said that he had never actually arm wrestled anyone before. Hanamaki had told him that maybe he should arm wrestle Oikawa first so he wouldn’t be disappointed when he lost to Iwaizumi. Oikawa lost, miserably. And now here they were, everyone circled around Suga and Iwaizumi as they locked hands on the bench in the middle of the locker room.
“Hold on,” Hanamaki interjected before they could start. “Shouldn’t there be a prize or something?”
Suga tapped on his chin with his free hand. “That certainly would be exciting.”
“Sure,” Iwaizumi agreed, “what the hell.” He thought for a moment before his eyes lit up. “I know. If I win, you have to get Oikawa to kiss Kageyama again and give us pictures.”
“Hey!” Oikawa cried out stepping forward, “That’s not fair--”
“Deal.” Suga nodded to Iwaizumi, ignoring his boyfriend’s distressed cry. “And if I win, you have to kiss Oikawa.”
“Hey!” Oikawa protested again, “Why do I have to kiss people I don’t want to no matter which one of you wins?”
Suga tilted his head back to Oikawa, giving him a teasing grin. “Oh, come on. You wouldn’t mind either way.”
“So mean,” Oikawa hissed and crossed his arms over his chest, not objecting.
“Alright, boys.” Matsukawa knelt down next to Iwaizumi and Suga. “On your marks… get set… GO!”
Immediately, the locker room filled with shouts and cheers. Some for Suga and some for Iwaizumi, but the rest was just chaos. Oikawa didn’t know who to cheer for but he decided he would rather kiss Iwaizumi over Kageyama so he started to cheer for Suga.
“Come on Hajime!!” Matsukawa cried, “I have 200 yen on you!”
“Come on Sugawara!” Hanamaki countered, “I have 200 yen on you!”
“Fuckin’ traitor,” Iwaizumi let out through gritted teeth at Hanamaki as he pressed hard against Suga’s hand.
“This is pretty fun,” Suga replied grinning brightly. Iwaizumi could not believe this. He was pressing with all of his strength and then some to try and move Suga’s hand, and yet the third year across from him was hardly breaking a sweat yet keeping his hand from faltering even an inch from the starting position.
“I can’t believe... I am going to have to... kiss Oikawa,” Iwaizumi mumbled as his hand was slowly pushed down towards the top of the bench as Suga got down to business. Cries of outrage filled the locker room the closer Iwaizumi’s hand got to the bench.
“I can kiss you first if you want,” Suga flirted, winking. It was in that split second that Iwaizumi’s brain short circuited and Suga took that opportunity to slam Iwaizumi’s hand onto the bench. Iwaizumi stared down to his hand in disbelief. The locker room noise exploded around them.
“I can’t believe this!” Matsukawa groaned.
“Cough it up! From the bet earlier, too.” Hanamaki grinned at his friend.
“Iwaizumi-san…” Kindaichi let out, very distressed.
“That… didn’t make sense,” Kunimi added with a sigh.
“I am not ready to--” Oikawa whined, but stopped short as he watched his boyfriend lean across the bench and plant his lips on Iwaizumi’s. “Suga-chan! No, wait! Stop kissing people for five seconds!” Oikawa cried out while falling to the floor next to his boyfriend.
This only made Suga smile into the kiss he was currently giving and Iwaizumi smiled right back, obviously loving to drive Oikawa crazy. Iwaizumi was a lot warmer than anyone Suga had kissed before and he gave off a very comforting aura, something that Suga had not been expecting. He placed one of his hands on Suga’s cheek and gently rubbed a thumb over Suga’s warming skin. Without meaning to, Suga let the weight of his head fall into Iwaizumi’s hand and let out a sigh against the other boy’s lips.
Iwaizumi was about to part his lips and move the kiss a little further along when Suga was very quickly pulled backwards with a laugh, expecting that to happen. “Okay, you two, that’s enough!”
Iwaizumi’s hand fell slowly back to the bench and he glared to Oikawa. “I thought you didn’t want to kiss me?”
“I don’t!” Oikawa stood straight again after pulling Suga a good distance away from Iwaizumi. “But I don’t want you kissing my boyfriend more than me!”
“Why not?” Iwaizumi asked, folding his arms over the bench with eyes that challenged his friend.
Oikawa puffed out his cheeks while trying to think of a response before huffing, “I just want to get this kiss with you done and over with. Besides, I have better things to do.”
“Yeah, ‘things’…” Matsukawa whispered to Hanamaki. Suga heard the exchange and only grinned, giving the pair of them a wink before turning back to watch Oikawa’s struggle.
“Well, I better hurry up and let you do these ‘things’, or whatever.” Iwaizumi rolled his eyes as he got himself up from the ground.
“Yes, you better,” Oikawa agreed and shifted his position so that he and Iwaizumi were facing each other more directly now.
“Hey, you two should kiss!” Hanamaki cupped his hands and shouted louder than necessary, knowing they were going to anyway. Matsukawa was cackling beside him.
“That’s what we’re doi--” Oikawa began while also turning away from Iwaizumi to look angrily to his other teammate. He never got the chance to finish the sentence because Iwaizumi gripped Oikawa’s shoulders and spun him back around roughly enough that Oikawa lost his footing, which seemed to be part of his plan because Iwaizumi forced Oikawa further to the ground by swiping a foot against one of Oikawa’s already unsteady feet, catching his best friend before he hit the ground with a hand on the middle of his back.
“I thought you wanted to get this over with,” Iwaizumi murmured, his face only inches from Oikawa’s, and Oikawa knew that he was probably turning the color of a radish at their romantic position.
“H-how forward of you, Iwa-chan,” Oikawa tried to tease, except it only came out strained and nervous.
“Shut up, idiot.” And without another word, Iwaizumi quite literally took the job upon himself to shut Oikawa up.
Matsukawa and Hanamaki both cheered as Oikawa and Iwaizumi started to kiss. “Finally, the overdue kiss!” “Finally!”
“What do you mean?” Suga laughed, turning to face the other third years as Oikawa reached up to grab the sides of Iwaizumi’s face.
“Those two have known each other since the dawn of time.” Matsukawa shrugged.
“They were already practically married,” Hanamaki added.
“They just never sealed the deal.” Matsukawa grinned.
Suga only nodded, seeming a little perplexed before Hanamaki quickly added, “Don’t worry, though. I don’t think Iwaizumi could actually handle dealing with Oikawa the rest of his life. But I think you can. Oikawa seems completely head over heels with you. What Iwaizumi and Oikawa have-- definitely not romantic at all.”
“Oh... thanks.” Suga blushed, but appreciated Hanamaki elaborating and clearing his doubts.
“Yeah, you should have seen how he was acting after he realized he had a crush on you. And that day when you came to kiss him? Haha, oh man.” Matsukawa laughed.
“You make him happier than anyone ever has.” Hanamaki gave a small jab to Suga’s shoulder. “Don’t lose him, okay?”
“Yeah, you do good things to him,” Matsukawa added, “he’s needed someone like you.”
“For a while, now.” Hanamaki laughed.
“Well, then... I’m glad I kissed him that day.” Suga elbowed Hanamaki’s arm in return for his jab and the third year winced quite noticeably.
“Hell,” Hanamaki cursed, starting to rub his shoulder. “No wonder you beat Iwaizumi… Jesus.”
Suga’s eyes widened. “Is it really that bad?”
Hanamaki didn’t even hesitate to say, “I think a kiss will make it better.”
While Suga and the other two third years began kissing, again, Oikawa was still lost in his own kiss with Iwaizumi. Oikawa never thought he would ever kiss Iwaizumi--well, maybe when he had been younger and just figuring out what a crush was, at one point he had wanted to kiss Iwaizumi just to see what it would be like, but never in a million years did he think he would actually get to.
The first thought that went through Oikawa’s head was warm. It wasn’t the warm that became suffocating after a few minutes, but rather the warmth of an embrace that you never wanted to leave behind. Iwaizumi’s lips were far more chapped than Oikawa’s were and Oikawa liked that he knew exactly why: because Oikawa knew Iwaizumi had a habit of biting at his lips when he was stressed never fully let the skin heal. He also knew that the hand on his back would never let him fall; no matter how many times Iwaizumi may threaten to hurt Oikawa, he never would. Even that tiny little scar behind Iwaizumi’s left ear that Oikawa’s fingers grazed over as he held tight to his friend’s face, only Oikawa knew it was there and he knew that Iwaizumi got it from a sword stick battle from when they were younger.
It was in the minute or so that Oikawa and Iwaizumi were connected that Oikawa realized why Suga enjoyed platonic kissing so much. Kissing was made to be such a romantic act and if you kissed someone other than who you were dating, it was a little taboo… but it really didn’t have to be that way at all. It was a lovely greeting, a conversation for some, a way to express the love you have for someone even if it wasn’t romantic, and as Oikawa realized while he kissed Iwaizumi, it was a way to remember how close you were to someone.
Oikawa was not going to admit it directly to him but when Iwaizumi pulled away to end the kiss, he was just a little sad for it to be over so soon. Oikawa patted the sides of Iwaizumi’s face lightly, smiling as he said, “That was great, Iwa-chan. We should do that again sometime.”
“Oh, shut up,” Iwaizumi tried to sound threatening, but his warm grin betrayed him.
“You liked it, didn’t you?” Oikawa teased.
“Well, so did you, dumbass.” Iwaizumi pecked a small kiss to Oikawa’s forehead before helping him back up to a standing position again. “Don’t say stupid shit you know the answer to.”
“It was nice though,” Oikawa stated honestly.
Iwaizumi looped an arm over Oikawa’s shoulder. “It was.”
Oikawa was going to say something else but whatever that thought might have been was completely derailed as he looked over to find that, yet again, Matsukawa and Hanamaki were sucking face with his boyfriend.
“I can’t believe this,” Oikawa grumbled.
Iwaizumi laughed. “Well, we can always kiss more while we wait for them to finish up.”
Oikawa gave Iwaizumi a bewildered look for a moment before throwing his hands in the air, completely giving up. “Oh, what the hell.”