Teenage Dream (an Oisuga stor...

By sugasimp1212

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Basically Oikawa needs a tutor and as fate would have it, Suga ends up being his tutor and he falls in love w... More

1. Oikawa needs help (Oikawa pov)
1. Oikawa needs help (Suga pov)
2. First meeting (Oikawa pov)
2. First meeting (Suga pov)
3. Take two (Oikawa pov)
3. Take two (Suga pov)
4. Flirting with Suga is harder than it looks (Oikawa pov)
4. Flirting with Suga is harder than it looks (Suga pov)
5. Let's try this again! (Oikawa pov)
5. Let's try this again! (Suga pov)
6. This is it! (Oikawa pov)
6. This is it! (Suga pov)
7. Get ready, (Oikawa pov)
7. Get ready, (Suga pov)
8. Here I am! (Oikawa pov)
8. Here I am! (Suga pov)
9. Grit (Oikawa pov)
9. Grit (Suga pov)
10. After (Oikawa pov)
10. After (Suga pov)
11. The date? part 1 (Oikawa pov)
12. The date? part 2 (Oikawa pov)
11. The date? (part 1) (Suga pov)
12. The date? (part 2) (Suga pov)
13. The party (Oikawa pov)
13. The party (Suga pov)
14. After practice (Oikawa pov)
14. After practice (Suga pov)
15. Questions (Oikawa pov)
15. Questions (Suga pov)
16. More questions (Oikawa pov)
16. More questions (Suga pov)
17. Going steady (Oikawa pov)
17. Going Steady (Suga pov)
18. That date part 1 (Oikawa pov)
18. That date part 1 (Suga pov)
19. That date part 2 (Suga pov)
19. That date part 2 (Oikawa pov)
20. Hangin with Seijoh (Oikawa pov)
20. Hangin with Seijoh (Suga pov)
21. Minecraft with Seijoh (Oikawa pov)
21. Minecraft with Seijoh (Suga pov)
22. Can't sleep (Oikawa pov)
22. Can't sleep (Suga pov)
23. Water (Oikawa pov)
23. Water (Suga pov)
24. Gone (Oikawa pov)
24. Gone (Suga pov)
25. Aftermath (Oikawa pov)
25. Aftermath (Suga pov)
26. Depression (Oikawa pov)
26. Depression (Suga pov)
27. Coping (Suga pov)
27. Coping (Iwaizumi pov)
27. Coping (Oikawa pov)
28. Goodbye (Oikawa pov)
28. Goodbye (Suga pov)
29. Back (Suga pov)
29. Back (Oikawa pov)
30. Reconnect (Suga pov)
30. Reconnect (Daichi pov)
hot dog water
31. At peace (Suga pov)
31. At peace (Oikawa pov)
32. Closer (Suga pov)
32. Closer (Oikawa pov)
33. Beginnings (Suga pov)
33. Beginnings (Oikawa pov)
34. Sleepover (Suga pov)
35. Training camp (Suga pov)
36. Together again (Suga pov)
37. Lazy weekend (Suga pov)
37. Lazy weekend (Oikawa pov)
38. Game day (Suga pov)

36. Together again (Oikawa pov)

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By sugasimp1212

a/n: OKAY GUYS I AM SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG!!!!!!!!!!! (also happy labor day) ive spent the past three weeks doing college stuff, like packing then moving in and classes started last week (oml the amt of classes ive had to switch–) and have been so busy, but i was rly missing my writing and so i did a lot of writing and finished this this weekend. soo yaayyy its oikawa pov, i havent done one of those in forever lol. hope you enjoy the chapter, honestly not sure when the next one will be, well have to see. have a great week!

Being without Koushi for so long was bad enough by itself–a whole week without seeing each other?? Definitely not ideal. I felt miserable though, knowing what a difficult week it was for him, and that I couldn't even be with him.

"It's not your fault you know." Iwaizumi reassured me as we walked home. "There's no way you could've known." I frowned.

"No, it is my fault. How bad of a boyfriend am I that I didn't even check when his family members' death anniversaries are?? I mean, we've been dating for like, over two months now, one of them was bound to pass and I should have realized that, but I didn't, and now...now he was away, at training camp, with a bunch of teammates who probably don't understand, weren't there for him like they should've been–which also isn't their fault since they don't know. AND, on top of all that, Ohigan week passed. You know, the really important week when you specifically remember loved ones who have passed on, visit grave sites, etcetera. But still..." I worried about Koushi. So much. The fact that I hadn't even been able to talk to him on the day his brother died? I felt horrible. Awful. Crappy. Plenty of other negative adjectives.

"Oikawa, do you honestly believe Suga would be mad at you, or disappointed? Because I don't. Just, when you see him this weekend, make up for it. And while you're at it, ask for the other dates, because you don't want to miss another one." Iwaizumi stated firmly. No matter how much I tried to convince Iwaizumi I was in the wrong, he wouldn't have it.

"Text him tonight. Call him, see how he is. But don't push it if he doesn't respond, he has been at a training camp all week. Anyway, I'll see you tomorrow. Goodnight Oikawa." Iwaizumi waved and turned down a side road (for the record, it did not escape my notice when a hint of jealousy passed through his eyes at the mention of the training camp). Sighing, I continued on home, looking over my unanswered texts to Koushi on the way. He hadn't responded. Was that bad? What if he really was mad at me? What if something had happened to him? What if–

No, no no no, I wasn't going to go there. He was probably fine, or alright anyway, and just very tired as Iwaizumi pointed out. I would try again later, give it some more time so I didn't bombard him. Until then, unfortunately, all I could do was wait.

"Tadaima," I called as I walked in the house. I vaguely registered my parents answering back. Why did today have to suck? First that kid threw up on my shoes on the way to school (Iwaizumi would never let me live that down darnit), I tripped on the stairs in front of a bunch of people, there was no milk bread at lunch (even though there was supposed to be), I did not fantastic on that quiz I got back in calc–and the last thing I could do was ask Koushi for math help right now–I missed more sets than usual at practice, and Koushi. My god I was so worried, what if something had triggered him at training camp, or he had a terrible nightmare and I wasn't there, no one was there, and his brother...

"Uh uh uh, get back here mister." My mom said. I froze in my steps, about to head up to my room and hide under my covers, pretend homework didn't exist for a few minutes, probably take a shower. It would seem my plans had been foiled though.

"Yeeeeessssss???" I asked, trudging to the kitchen where my mom was making dinner, my dad at the table and finishing up some work it looked like.

"Sit down." My mom said, not turning around from the stove. I looked over at my dad who fixed me with a stare that said obey your mother, so I didn't really have a choice. I sat down.

"Is there anything wrong?" I asked, already not in a great mood, and I didn't want to get mad at my parents, they didn't deserve that, but I swear, if my mom had been looking at my grades again and was about to lecture me–

"I know that look. And that tone of voice. What's wrong, what happened?" My mom asked, catching me completely off guard. I blinked once, twice, still registering that I was not in fact in trouble, but in the middle of an informal intervention of sorts. My dad had closed his computer and was looking at me from across the table, my mom turning her head to fix me with that knowing stare of hers.

"Bad practice?" She tried. I realized I'd been quiet for some time, and hadn't responded, so my parents were now trying to fill in the gaps.

"Is your knee acting up again? Do you want to go see your physical therapist?" My dad offered kindly. Both of them looked at me imploringly, I had to look down under their intense scrutiny.

"...I just...didn't have a great day," I muttered, looking at my phone without thinking, presumably to see if Koushi had sent me anything. He had not.

"Hmmm...it wouldn't happen to be...boy troubles, would it?" My mom questioned. I looked up in surprise while she smiled back. It had been the phone, definitely the looking at the phone, there was no way she could read me that well. I grumbled a reluctant maybe.

Of course, once I said that there was no getting away, and I found myself spilling everything to my parents. Perhaps I would've been alright if I had talked to Iwaizumi and not sulked most of the walk home (not even Makki and Mattsun's memes had cheered me up), but I hadn't, and now I was letting it all out here, now, in front of my parents. I forgot how caring and understanding they were sometimes.

"Oh, honey, you couldn't have known that." My mom told me, rubbing my back. "Why don't you try to get in touch with him tonight if you can? But you should leave him alone if he doesn't respond, he might need space Tooru," my dad chimed in. Figures. They said the same thing as Iwaizumi.

"Now, you go shower and come down for dinner in a bit. Oh, and let me know if Suga-kun is coming over again this weekend, it would be good to see him. We can make some ohagi cakes for Ohigan, even though it passed already." My mom said, standing up and going back to the kitchen. I swallowed, feeling a bit better, and began retreating upstairs (okay I also felt better because she promised she would try to get the stain out of my shoes, but mostly because she reaffirmed what Iwaizumi had told me).

With a clearer mind, I did go shower and reflect on the day, how next week could be better. I swear I would not ask Koushi for help with math, I would study so much tonight and over the weekend, I would ask to retake the quiz, and then I would do great and brag to him (although it probably couldn't be considered bragging since he was two years ahead of me in math, and probably had A s all throughout). Hopefully I could get some milk bread over the weekend, hopefully the stain would come out of my shoes...hopefully all those people would forget about me tripping...most anyway. Kunimi had been there and made me pay him not to tell the team, darn that sneaky kid. I thought Koushi's first-years were terrifying, but in retrospect, mine weren't much better.

I went downstairs later and had some dinner, my mom had made the most amazing yakisoba. Afterwards, I made the very mature decision to start work right away, usually something I was against, but I was committed. Calculus, here I come!

Before going to bed (which I was so ready for after all the calculus) I did send Koushi another text (okay, I hadn't sent anything since that morning to be fair), just saying, "hey, i just wanted to make sure ur doing ok today. if u need some space thats fine, if not let me know. gn''

I stared at the text for a few minutes, wondering if I would see his read receipt, if I would see the little texting bubble appear or not. I didn't, so I eventually put my phone away and laid down to go to bed. Which left me alone with my thoughts, which was not a good idea.

I was a reasonable person, and no matter how it may have seemed, I knew I was on good terms with Koushi. Regardless, the tiny nagging part of my mind came up with plenty of ideas as to why I hadn't heard from him in like, a couple days. Maybe he found someone else he liked more at training camp (see, not realistic at all, very stupid–not that there weren't better people than me, but Koushi just wouldn't do that). Maybe he needed to take a step back from our relationship after going through a tough time and wanted to take a break (oh god I hoped not...I mean, if he needed and really wanted that that was fine, but I don't think that was the case). Maybe he...maybe he was worried about...about college next year and–and didn't think we would make it, and wanted to break up with me now...

Okay so yeah I had lots of irrational thoughts. I was pretty good about ignoring them, but...to be honest, that college one had me kind of worried. I mean, sure, a few times in the past I'd thought about what would happen to us come the time for applications (which was now) and acceptances and graduations, but always as a fleeting thought that caught me off guard. Now it was just me, in my room, nothing to distract me...

Alright so I freaked out a bit more before eventually falling asleep. If I thought asking Koushi for calc help at a time like this was bad, that was nothing compared to asking about our relationship. But, time was of the essence here...well, I'd have to deal with that another time. Maybe I could put off applications for a little bit longer...ugh. I'd deal with it the next day.

"Tooru? Tooru?? TOORU!!!!"

"WAH WHAT IS IT?" I screamed, bolting up. "You're gonna be late, you have to go in fifteen minutes!" My mom shouted at me from the hallway. Oh, SHOOT. SHOOT SHOOT SHOOT CRAP CRAP CRAP OKAY GETTING UP I WAS GETTING UP–

Yeah so getting ready was not fun, I had to skip my regular routine, forgo all the skincare stuff to make sure my hair was good. And I didn't get to watch The Bachelorette. Darn.

"Have fun at school Tooru! I'm still working on your shoes, you'll have to wear another pair today. Goodbye, I love you!" My mom hollered. I was sprinting down the stairs, late to meeting up with Iwaizumi. I stopped and turned around though, going over to her.

"I love you too. See you tonight." I said, not resisting when she pulled me into a tight hug. "Hey, don't I get a hug too?" I heard my dad ask from behind me. A second later, my mom had pulled him over to us and he joined the hug as well. It was moments like those that made me so, so grateful for the loving, caring family that I had, that I probably took for granted.

"Tooru, seriously, you're going to be late. Get a move on!" My mom laughed and pushed me away. "Oh shoot you're right," I muttered, saying goodbye to my parents again before jumping out the door and racing down the sidewalk. Please don't let Iwaizumi kill me please don't let Iwaizumi kill me pLEASE DON'T LET IWAIZUMI KILL ME–

Oh good, I beat him there! He must have been running late too. Iwaizumi was never late, ooohhhh mannn this would be great! I would rub it in his face and remind him every time I was late, not that that was very often, and laugh at him and–

"Oi, I'm right here you know." Iwaizmi informed me. I looked down and saw an annoyed Iwaizumi sitting on the ground, and now getting up.

"Why...why were you on the ground?" I asked curiously, watching as he brushed the dirt off himself. He shot a glare my way.

"Oh, you know, I've just been waiting for like, twenty minutes for this idiot friend of mine who has no sense of time." He grumbled, walking quickly away. I gulped before picking up my feet and chasing after him.

"I–I–crap, Iwa-chan I'm sorry, I totally overslept, I forgot to set my alarm last night, and–and–and...I couldn't...I couldn't fall asleep because–because–I couldn't stop thinking about Koushi, and–and what if we're going to break up because college applications are coming up you know, and we haven't talked about it, and what if we go to opposite ends of the country, and–and–"

"Woahhhhhh, woah, woah, slow down Oikawa. Just–I–um–here," Iwaizumi mumbled awkwardly before shoving a paper bag my way. "Now, will you stop crying?" He added quietly, looking away. I reached up and realized there were in fact tiny tears pooling in my eyes. I hadn't meant to cry, at least I wasn't bawling I guess.

I used my sleeve to wipe at my eyes and looked in the paper bag. Was that...was that what I thought it was...? "Iwa-chan, did you bring me milk bread?" I asked incredulously, staring in awe at my favorite food on the entire planet. Iwaizumi nodded.

"I..." He trailed off, running a hand through his spiky hair. "I...you just–you seemed really stressed yesterday. Sorry for making fun of you and the shoes by the way. So, um. I thought I would make you some milk bread." My face definitely lit up as I went to hug him.

"Oh, Iwa-channnnnnnnnn!!!!!!! You really are the besttttt!!!!!!" I exclaimed, smirking as Iwaizumi tried halfheartedly to push me away (I knew he didn't really want me to stop, he could've easily pushed me off if he wanted).

"Yeah, yeah, now stop looking so down will you? Geez, it's Suga who needs the cheering up, I should've been making mapo tofu instead of milk bread for you last night." Iwaizumi said as I finally let go of him.

"I...yeah. You're probably right. But I do feel better. So, thank you." God bless Iwa-chan because he really came through when I needed him. But, he had a point, Koushi needed far more help than me. Of course, there was nothing I could do if he wasn't talking to me. Should I show up at his house with mapo tofu? Orrrrr, hmm. That might not be good if he actually didn't want to see me and I showed up without permission. But I could still drop stuff off for him?

A plan began formulating in my head, if Koushi was still ignoring me that night I would get home, make mapo tofu, ohagi cakes, and drive over and leave them at his house. If he didn't want to see me, the least I could do was try to take care of him.

School was tedious, as usual. I mean seriously, what kind of eighteen-year-old wanted to sit and listen to someone go on and on about fifteenth century poetry at like eight in the morning? And then have to complete a followup assignment for it? Definitely not me, or any of my classmates. But, here I was. I tried to contain my sigh of disappointment.

Just when I was accepting my fate that I would have to sit through an insanely boring lecture about Japan's foreign policy during my gov class, my life got significantly better, because oH MY GOD KOUSHI TEXTED ME BACK FINALLY OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD–

"Oikawa-kun, put your phone away for class, don't make me take it for the rest of the day." My teacher told me, standing in front of my desk. My heart sank. I had only briefly looked at Koushi's text, and been unable to discern anything he had said because I'd been too busy freaking out. And now I couldn't read the rest of it. I swear I actually considered screaming.

Look, if you've ever been waiting for some youtube video to be uploaded, some story to be updated, some email to be sent, and then you get the notification that it happened in the middle of class, then you know my head was nowhere near Japanese politics, no matter how hard I tried to concentrate. It wasn't even a computer day, so I couldn't text him from there!

Rest assured that the moment the bell rang, I fricking flew out of that teacher's classroom and whipped out my phone, having to pause and calm down so I could actually process the words.

"Oh, did Suga text you?" Iwaizumi asked, appearing by my side. I blinked and took a deep breath, looking over to see him patiently waiting beside me (we didn't have the next class together, but the rooms were near each other so we usually walked together). I nodded mutely.

"How could you tell?" I murmured, pushing myself off the wall as we began walking away. I unlocked my phone and went to Koushi's text, praying that all was well. Er, somewhat well. You know, given the circumstances and all.

"Oikawa, if you could see how much of a lovestruck idiot you are every time you're around Suga, every time you call him or text him or talk about him, even think about him, then you would recognize that expression by now too." Iwaizumi muttered. I could feel myself going a bit pink, but I couldn't stop the smile that crossed my face. Yeah, I was pretty in love with Koushi (I still needed to tell him that...hmm. I felt like I needed to have a big romantic date for that, but that was a problem for a bit later).

Iwaizumi left me alone as we walked, finally letting me read the text. I held my breath as I opened it. It said, "Hey Tooru, I'm so sorry I haven't written back much. The last few days of training camp were exhausting, for more reasons than just all the volleyball, but anyway. Yes! I would like to see you this weekend, or today, is there any chance I could maybe stop by your practice again?"

"KOUSHI'S NOT MAD AT ME!" I cheered, ecstatic that I was in the clear. Iwaizumi whacked my head and told me to be quiet, but congratulated me nonetheless. I hurriedly began texting back replies, thrilled I would see him in a matter of hours and terribly excited, and letting my mom know as well. By the time I was done, I'd already arrived at my next class and was sitting, I must've really spaced out.

"What's got you in such a good mood today–wait, no, let me guess. Suga?" Mattsun deadpanned at lunch. I thought about denying it, but there was really no point, Iwaizumi would rat me out anyway.

"Hey, I'm allowed to be happy I'm seeing my boyfriend today!' I defended myself. Mattsun let it drop as he and Makki chatted about Koushi visiting again. I think they were happy for me too though, they'd certainly heard me talk all about him the past week, and while they didn't have nearly all the details about what was going on, they knew enough. I was lucky to have supporting and understanding friends like them.

"So. Disaster averted? All's well between you too?" Iwaizumi asked from beside me, meanwhile Mattsun and Makki prattled on about...I don't even know what they were talking about anymore. Probably memes.

"So it would seem. Of course I have lots of making up to do. But yes." I answered, my mind racing with more things I could do for Koushi. If he stayed over tonight, that would definitely open possibilities, because then I would be with him in the morning too, and maybe we could–

"Do you ever wonder...if you guys aren't...too involved with each other?" Iwaizumi asked suddenly. I turned to him in surprise. He had a pensive look on his face, but he looked over at me and his eyes immediately widened.

"I didn't–that's not–not what I meant, I was just–I'm just curious, you call and text whenever you're not together, he's on your mind so often. I was just...wondering...how you guys don't...I don't know, get sick of each other?" He finished, still looking very unsure and like he deeply regretted his words. He was my best friend though, and I could tell he was telling the truth and hadn't meant anything bad by it.

"No, I suppose we don't. Ever since...ever since Koushi told me about his past...I don't, I guess I've felt the need to just...be there for him. Always. I don't want to flatter myself by saying he needs me, but the fact is, he doesn't have a ton of other people, you know? So, maybe it's my way of making that up for him. I don't know. But to answer your question, no, I haven't gotten sick of him, and I don't think he has of me either." I hated to think back to all the moments where I had seen how vulnerable Koushi truly was, because it seriously hurt knowing all the pain he had gone through, was still going through. And, if there was a way for me to help him, then you could be sure I would be on it. To me, it seemed like he just needed someone he could trust and lo...ve...(I was there with him, and ready to admit it, but it would be awful if he was a page behind me and didn't feel the same way).

Lunch was over far earlier than I would've liked. It physically pained me to go to English, I felt like I was going to get a headache. But, not wanting to necessarily prove Iwaizumi right, I did my best to push Koushi from my mind. I could think about other things if I wanted...it was just unfortunate timing that those other things were supposed to be school-related.

English was okay. Not good, but not bad. And calc! I was so prepared for that class since I had spent so much time on it the night before. I talked to the teacher, I raised my hand to answer questions, I finished the classwork early. While most of my other classes had been a bust (because so many of my teachers were annoying, for lack of better words), this one was not, soooo I would classify it as a productive day.

Practice was much better than the previous day. And school, it was much better than school. My sets came easier to me and I didn't miss so many, and I was just in a better mood. Plus, Koushi would be there at the end. Just the thought of him was so uplifting, I didn't know what I would do when he actually got there.

The coaches both made their closing remarks as we wrapped up for the day. When they were done, they let me talk for a bit, and I was amazed that with a clear mind, I was able to compliment most everyone on something they had done well on that day, give out advice to others. When I was done, we got ready to stretch.

"Iwa-chan, you lead today," I asked, drinking some of my water. I glanced at the clock on the side of the gym wall and was surprised to see that there were only a couple minutes of practice, usually Koushi was here by now.

"Why isn't Koushi here yettttttt?" I asked no one in particular. I had been fine before when I knew he would be there at the end, but now it was the end, and here he was not. Thankfully, I did not have to wait much longer to see him.

The moment I heard Mattsun and Makki start screaming, I knew what was up. As I processed Koushi's name, which they had called, I was beyond sure and did a 180, a grin breaking out across my face when I saw my amazing boyfriend.

"KOU-CHANNNNNN!!!!!!!!!!!!" I couldn't help but yell as I immediately took off, desperate to overtake Makki and Mattsun and get to Koushi first. Screw them he was my boyfriend, I got to see him first I had rights!

Unfortunately, things did not go as smoothly as I would have liked. I was totally overtaking the memelords, don't let anyone tell you otherwise, but for some reason, I kind of tripped up and fell and wiped out, taking the other two with me, mere feet in front of Koushi. Man, if we hadn't been dating for months and he didn't know me, I would've been pretty embarrassed. Good thing that was not the case!

It all happened so fast, but in that split second I made sure to fall on my good knee, god knows what would've happened if I hadn't. I groaned when Makki and Mattsun partially fell on top of me and we ended up in a tangled heap on the floor. Definitely their fault, they were in my way, if they hadn't then everything would've been fine.

"OIKAWA WHY?!?!" Makki asked harshly, trying to get up, but his attempts were in vain as he too tripped and tangled us up further. Sometimes I regretted how much my team loved Koushi. Now was one of those moments.

While I was dealing with that mess, Iwaizumi, my best friend of many, many years had the audacity to approach my Kou-chan, looking all smug and taunting. Stupid Iwa-chan stealing my Kou-chan, how dare he violate the bro code.

"Hey Suga." He said, smiling at my boyfriend, who smiled right back. I started trying even harder to escape the evil clutches of Makki and Mattsun.

Koushi looked down at me and the others and almost frowned I think. "Thank you for approaching me like a normal, sane human being. Would you like a cake cookie?" He asked Iwaizumi. OH MY GOD OH MY GOD WHAT THE FRICK WHY WAS I STILL ON THE GROUND WHY WASN'T I WITH KOUSHI YET AND HEY HOW DARE HE INSULT ME LIKE THAT?!??

"I AM A NORMAL SANE HUMAN BEING!" I informed Iwaizumi and Koushi, scrambling to get up and over to the two–oh hey wait Koushi brought cookies??? Ayyyyyyyy!

Koushi said something to me, but I'm gonna be honest, I forgot to process it as soon as I saw him get a cookie for me. It looked...so good...and if it was anything like the stuff he'd made in the past, then it would be delicious. How could I possibly be frustrated when there were amazing cookies? Plus Koushi patted my shoulder, no joke I swear, I must've spent the next minute or so just freaking out and kind of lowkey panicking because of it–OH! AND, I NOTICED THAT HE HAD THIS REALLY HOT WHITE NAIL POLISH ON, LIKE SINCE WHEN DID MY BOYFRIEND WEAR NAIL POLISH AND WHY WASN'T I NOTIFIED BECAUSE NOW I WAS CAUGHT OFF GUARD AND FREAKING OUT BECAUSE IT LOOKED REALLY REALLY GOOD ON HIM AHHHHHHHHSHHAHHHHHSHHGLKSLKSSLDKLKSLKSSJJJS–

Everyone else swarmed around Koushi to get cookies, so it gave me some time to compose myself. Once I fully processed the nail polish, which I would have to ask about, I focused on the more serious things. I'd been a roller coaster of emotions the past week, and now, now that Koushi was actually here, I hoped I had gotten everything out of the way and could act normally.

Amidst all the chaos, Kunimi approached me and discreetly handed me five bucks. I stared at it in confusion and then looked at him questioningly.

"Sorry for blackmailing you yesterday. I don't wanna be mean to Suga-san's boyfriend." I smiled, glad one of my favorite underclassmen had come around, but then my smile froze.

"'Suga's boyfriend,' since when? What about, you know, Oikawa-senpai, my upperclassman, my captain, my setter..." I looked at Kunimi imploringly who stared back blankly.

"Aah. You can be Iwaizumi's best friend if you want I guess." I took a deep breath and walked away. At least I got my $5 back, that was something. Now, if only I could get Kunimi to recognize me as my own person, I would be good.

"Alright everyone, we've been here long enough, it's time to clean up and go home. But thank you for the cookies Suga-kun, we appreciate it." Coach Irihata said, several team members sighing as they went to put stuff away. Iwaizumi and I were going to take the volleyball net down when I heard from behind me, "SUGA YOU CAN'T WORK YOU'RE LIKE A GOD!" I had a feeling I knew what was happening.

Just as I'd suspected, Koushi was brushing past Makki and Mattsun, and appeared to be in possession of a mop now. At the moment, I found myself agreeing with the other third-years and jogged over to Koushi, trying to take the mop from him.

"Kou-chan, you don't have to help us, go sit down!" I insisted, carefully taking hold of Koushi's shirt to kindly drag him back to the bleachers for the time being. It was like having an esteemed guest try to clean the house, it just didn't feel right. He was awfully stubborn though and refused.

"Tooru, I am not going to sit on the side while literally every other person in the gym is helping, that's ridiculous." He told me, proceeding to quickly start mopping away.

"But, this isn't even your team, please, you don't have to–

"They're kind of like my team. And besides, I want to." Koushi stated firmly, and that was that. He could be very stubborn when he had made up his mind. Meanwhile he started cleaning, and many other teammates began worshipping him (again). Oh, oh! Maybe I could go to Karasuno at the end of a practice and clean up, and maybe they would all treat me like a god then! I would have to try it sometime, if Koushi could do it, surely I could too.

Once cleanup was done and people started leaving, all of the third-years began walking back together. Makki and Mattsun lived in the same neighborhood as Iwaizumi and I, although we didn't walk to school with them because they usually rolled into class ten seconds before the bell rang.

It was a little strange having the two of them in the mix when it was normally just Iwaizumi and I, and sometimes Koushi, but all of us fit right in, Koushi fit right in with us, like it was the most natural thing in the world.

We had been having a casual conversation about some of the new movies coming out in a few months when Makki had to change the subject and ask, "Can we watch a zombie movie tonight?" I withheld the urge to groan, especially when Mattsun added, "I vote Oikawa's house since he has the biggest living room. I can stop at my house and get snacks though." If they thought that we were all hanging out tonight, at my house no less, when I was finally getting to see Koushi after weeks, then they had another thing coming.

"What? No, I don't wanna hang out with you guys tonight, I haven't seen Kou-chan in like, two weeks!" I asserted firmly. I knew they weren't really offended, because they knew how much I had been waiting to see him, and that I saw them like every day. I glanced over at Koushi and saw he was looking at the ground with a small grin on his face.

"Yeah and it's been even longer for us!" Mattsun defended foolishly. "Maybe we wanna hang out with him too, besides, he's never seen any of the zombie movies so he could offer a fresh take on them, unlike you guys and your trash commentary. I mean seriously, the last one you hated on so much, I don't even wanna watch it anymore." Oh no, oh no oh no oh no I was most certainly not subjecting my poor Kou-chan to any trash zombie movies that he would probably hate. I had seen more of them than I cared to admit, all too many.

"Mission accomplished," Iwaizumi all but whispered. We grinned at each other subtly exchanged fist bumps.

I looked back at Makki and Mattsun and realized they were not prepared to back down yet, so I had to pull out the big guns. Carefully, I brought my hand down and grasped Koushi's lightly, shooting him a look. A moment later, he turned to me with confusion in his eyes, although that quickly dissipated as he smiled and squeezed my hand back.

Having obtained permission, I took my hand away from Koushi's and wrapped it around his shoulders, drawing him closer to me until he was right up against me. "Kou-chan doesn't want to watch zombie movies with you guys. Besides, I trump all of you since I'm his boyfriend!" I announced confidently, sticking my tongue out at the others for good measure. I did end up almost forgetting what was going on because, you know, I had Koushi right next to me, but I tried to focus on the conversation at hand very hard, and not the fact that my amazing boyfriend was so close to me.

"Alright alright we get it!" Makki groaned at us, looking away (he and the others were definitely jealous of me, I was sure of it). And I mean, who could blame them when I had Koushi? The two of us hadn't really been out in public that much since we made the breakthrough with contact, and not that we were really even in the public now, but it felt so good to have my arm around him, so anyone could see that we were together, that he was mine and I was his.

Makki felt the need to ruin my nice train of thought for some reason and kept going on about his stupid zombie movies. "But we're totally watching that zombie movie eventually. Hey wait, actually, what if we had like, a movie marathon with all ours, we could watch our zombie movies, Oikawa's alien ones, one of Iwaizumi's godzilla ones, I'm sure Suga's got some strange obsession, and we could watch them all Halloween night and have a sleepover!"

"Oh my god you're right we should!" Mattsun agreed, him and Makki jumping up and down like a couple of five-year-olds. I studied them carefully and came to the conclusion that they had accepted we weren't doing anything tonight, which was great. They could make all the plans they wanted for future marathons, that was a problem for future me to deal with.

Makki excitedly shouted, "YO, we should do a group Halloween costume too!!!! It always falls apart every year, but this year we have to–Suga, Suga please tell me you're not doing anything Halloween, please please please?" It was then that I put the pieces together at what they were getting at, inviting Koushi to Iwaizumi's Halloween party.

"Um...no?" Koushi replied, looking back and forth between everyone. "Dude, please, please tell me Suga can come, your parents invite like half the town every year, so surely it's okay if...?" Makki asked Iwaizumi uncertainly.

Without hesitation, he responded as if it was the most obvious thing in the world, "Of course Suga can come, my parents would be thrilled." I blinked. Somehow inviting Koushi to the annual Halloween party felt so personal, which it wasn't because it felt like half the town was there at times, but still. It was Seijoh's thing, and now, it was one more thing that Koushi was becoming a part of...I couldn't say I was mad about it though, in fact, I think I was very excited.

"What am I invited to?" Koushi questioned, with an adorably lost expression, as Makki and Mattsun cheered enthusiastically.

"Every year, Iwa-chan's parents have the biggest Halloween party, they go all out with decorations and everything, and seriously, hundreds of people must go. My mom always caters it too, so the food is amazing." I explained. Hey, maybe she would let me help this year! Sometimes I cooked with her, but for some reason she usually didn't want me to help when she was at her store, making food for events. Weird.

"Oh oh, and and–we always go trick-or-treating before it starts, a bunch of people from the team, and then we head to the party. See, if we all dress up together it'll be way funner!" Mattsun added, everyone now really into the idea. Actually a group Halloween costume would be really fun, especially if Kou-chan was part of it. Speaking of Kou-chan...

"Okay but whatever group we do, Kou-chan and I call dibs on the couple–and no one can argue because you're all single." I said smugly, once again bringing Koushi closer to me. His cheeks heated up a bit, but he smiled, he smiled one of his many beautiful smiles, and I felt relieved because I knew I wasn't annoying him. The others I was definitely annoying, but they annoyed me plenty of times, so I didn't care so much.

As expected, Makki and Mattsun shouted at me in protest, Iwaizumi shot me a glare too, but Koushi managed to settle them all down by asking about what kind of costumes we wanted. Well, temporarily anyway, because that turned into a fierce back and forth argument eventually, which was still going on when Makki and Mattsun turned down their corner.

"Sorry about them, they can be pretty chaotic as you know." Iwaizumi apologized as we began walking away.

"Oh, you haven't met my team. Trust me, I can handle Makki and Mattsun." Koushi insisted, and holy crap was he right. Karasuno was...a lot. Intense. So so chaotic, I mean, last time I was there, people were crying, telling me I was their step-dad, blackmailing me, the list went on. I was...scared to show my face again...oh oh, but the cleaning! Yes, the cleaning, I had a plan now, I just had to do exactly what Koushi did, show up at the end of practice and help put everything away. OH! I could also bake something like Koushi did, I could make cookies or something too! But, until then they would probably all still hate me.

"I second that. Your team is...on another level." I mumbled, trying to clear my head of some of the...interesting...memories I had acquired during my brief visit to Karasuno.

Iwaizumi surprised me when he asked suddenly, "How's Kageyama doing?" I looked over at him and saw genuine interest written plain on his face, he wasn't kidding.

"Iwa-chan, why do you care about that stupid–" I started to say, but then I happened to catch Koushi's eyes, which were shooting daggers at me, a very very terrifying thing I mean when had Koushi ever looked at me like that oh my god oh mY GOD CRAP CRAP CRAP I DIDN'T MEAN TO MAKE HIM MAD AHHHHHIOFWEHIGFHWEI–

"Sorry! Sorry, sorry sorry sorry, I uh, I mean, um...Iwa-chan, why...why were you inquiring after...our former underclassman...?" I looked back at Koushi, hoping he wasn't mad at me anymore. He sighed and rolled his eyes, so...that was better than before I guess.

Iwaizumi surprised me further when he stumbled his way through an explanation, saying, "I just...he wasn't doing so good at Kitagawa First. He didn't have a lot of friends, to be blunt, and after we graduated, I heard things took a turn for the worse, especially with his teammates...I just, was hoping that he's doing better at Karasuno." Iwa-chan...Iwa-chan really cared about Tobio-chan? I mean, sure, I thought about him from time to time, on very rare occasions without spite, and wondered what he was up to nowadays, but this was another level. And coming from my brash and angry best friend????

I'm sorry, I couldn't help myself. "Awwwwwww Iwa-chan does have a heart~" I began, catching Iwaizumi completely off guard and continued...not making fun of him, no no, being open with emotions wasn't a bad thing, it was just very strange to see Iwaizumi like that. I guess I went too far though, because as Iwaizmi kept turning redder and redder, which was seriously impressive given his darker skin tone, Koushi snapped, "Shut up Tooru, that's more than I can say for you given your behavior."

I ceased my assault instantly and gaped at Koushi, who had shrugged away from my arm and stepped away, Iwaizumi mirroring my expression. Koushi looked adamant though and stood his ground, as if daring me to challenge him (I did not).

"Did he just..." Iwaizumi began, just as shocked as I was. "KOU-CHAN SO MEAN!!!!!" I whined intelligently. "I'd rather deal with Iwa-chan's hits than Kou-chan's words." Holy crap who was this Kou-chan?? Had he actually just said something slightly not nice??? Since when was he like that, had he been like that the whole time and just...never felt comfortable enough before to act like it or something, so did that mean that this was progress actually?????

I thought over that for some time and decided that if Koushi wanted to be not the 100% always nice person he usually was because he didn't feel the need to be so guarded around me or my–our friends anymore, then I was perfectly fine with that.

Iwaizumi stopped walking and turned to us as we arrived at the place for him to break off and head to his own house. "Um...this is my stop, so, bye Suga, bye Oikawa." He took a few steps and then paused and looked back at Koushi. "By the way Suga, I think you're my new favorite person."

"Iwa-chan, leave, go, get out of here!" I shouted after him. He sent me a stupid smug smirk and continued walking away. I laughed to myself as Koushi and I kept going forward on to my house in what I thought was comfortable silence, but apparently not.

"I'm sorry I don't know what came over me I didn't mean to tell you to shut up." Koushi blurted out, looking up at me with a terribly sad and guilty expression–and oh my god why–why was he–he didn't need to feel bad?? I wasn't hurt???

"Oh my god, I'm not mad Koushi, I was just surprised. You don't have to look all worried like I'm gonna break up with you or something." I told him, suddenly wishing he was back next to me, holding my hand, under my arm or something, and not standing so far away (I was exaggerating, he was only a few feet away, but still).

Koushi looked like the weight of the world had been lifted from his shoulders at my words. I heard him murmur, "Thank god," very quietly, and–that wasn't okay. I didn't want Koushi to worry that doing something like that would make me mad, because it wouldn't, I–I...loved...him, and, well, geez, he wasn't getting rid of me that easily!

I stopped and turned to face Koushi. He stopped too and looked at me curiously. "Koushi, you could never make me mad. You know that, right?" His eyes widened tenfold momentarily before shrinking back. "Tooru, I'm sure there's plenty of things I could do to make you mad." He replied, his voice laced with sorrow and perhaps even bitterness.

"...True, but, I know you, and you have nothing but good intentions, and I know you would never try to hurt me." I stated firmly, hoping that I could convince Koushi once and for all he didn't have to be so worried about me...gosh, breaking up with him? It sounded so ridiculous to say out loud, or think rather.

I waited for Koushi to contradict me, and I could see it written clear across his face how he wanted to. Nobody was more deprecating to him than himself, but it appeared not even he could find it in him to deny this.

"Well? Am I wrong?" I pressed. Koushi looked down in defeat. "Aahhh...I suppose not..." He mumbled, red spreading across his cheeks as silence descended upon us and we kept walking.

We were only a block or two away when this freezing blast of wind came out of nowhere and blew right past us. Shoot, I was cold and I was in my pants, had my jacket. I looked over at Koushi and caught him shivering. Koushi who had short sleeves and what looked like awfully thin pants.

"Kou-chan! Why didn't you bring something warmer, you look like you're freezing!" I chastised. I reached for his hand and felt his ice-cold fingers and immediately felt horrible, I mean it was my responsibility as his boyfriend to make sure he didn't freeze to death on my watch, and here we were just walking along, me without a care in the world while Koushi was turning into an icicle.

"You are freezing, your hand's way colder than it was last time I was holding it," I muttered, crap crap crap maybe we could sprint the rest of the way to my house and get there sooner, or, what if I carried Koushi the rest of the way, that could work too possibly, or–oh, wait. Wait, wait wait, I think I had an idea that I actually rather liked...

"Here, take my jacket," I pleaded, taking my jacket off perhaps a bit too eagerly, but hey we didn't need to talk about what I was getting out of it, the important thing was that Koushi wouldn't freeze any longer. I had not factored his stubbornness into the equation, however.

"Wh-what? I don't need it, you're the one who's all sweaty and will freeze without it–" He said through his chattering teeth. And did he have a point? Aah. Maybe. But I didn't really care. Besides, what about him??

"You'll catch a cold though!" I shot back, still holding the jacket out. Darnit why couldn't he just take it? Was it so wrong to want to see what he would look like in Seijoh green and white?

Koushi scowled (halfheartedly). "Yeah well, so will you, it's not like you're magically immune you know–" GAHHHHH KOUSHIIIII!!!!!!!!!

"You're the one with the competition next weekend," I tried to reason. "I have weeks until mine, it'll be fine if I catch a cold–"

"No it won't, your team needs you way more than mine needs me–" Oh h*ll no Koushi was not going to stand there and insult himself on my watch.

"That's a lie, your team would probably fall apart without you," It was definitely the truth I swear, everyone at Karasuno was insane in some way, even if I hadn't seen proof. Yamaguchi seemed nice, but hey, maybe he was like...like...I don't know what would make him weird...maybe he was like a secret vigilante who solved crime during the night, and–and–um...maybe Asahi was...like...a drug dealer or something...

Koushi pulled me from my own insane thoughts, probably for the better. "I think they could manage a few days, I'm not taking your jacket–" Alright that was it I snapped.

"Koushi did it ever occur to you that maybe I just wanna see my boyfriend wearing my jacket?" Koushi paused and blinked at me with his huge eyes, his mouth falling open a bit, as I felt my face turning red and resisted the urge to sink through the sidewalk.

A beat skipped, but finally, Koushi wordlessly accepted my jacket and slowly tugged it on, my breath catching in my throat in the process. I...I...ahhhhhhHHHHHHHH IT LOOKED EVEN BETTER THAN IN MY IMAGINATION AHHHHHHHHHHOAIWHGVOAIWEHOFIGHAWEOIH!!! I thought I was going to get a nosebleed, the way the jacket was a bit too big, the sleeves nearly covering his hands, the hem falling a ways past his waist. Plus, the colors. The colors. Koushi looked really really good in Seijoh colors, the aqua green looking really good with his silver hair, and the white complimenting his fair skin.

Just when I thought things couldn't get any better, Koushi got this cute little smile on his face and started...started...ohmygodhestartedposingAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!! He was so adorable, it was too much, the way he tried to model the clothes jokingly (even though it didn't look very joking to me).

"Well...how do I look?" He asked. It definitely took at least fifteen seconds for me to understand what he had said because I was so engrossed in watching him–not in a creepy way! I swear, but like...you know, Koushi was like, really beautiful, sooo...

"...um...you–you look–you look–ahh..." I was trying my best, I really was, but...Koushi was too distracting for his own good. Unfortunately, he did not realize that and took my hesitation the wrong way.

I watched full of disappointment when Koushi froze, his shoulders slumping as he began taking my jacket off. Before I could even think, I had moved over to him and softly grabbed his hands, stopping them in their movement. "Why are you taking it off?" Koushi bit his cheek and looked off to the side.

"Well, it looks bad on me doesn't it? I asked what you thought and you just...stood there...so–" Shoot shoot shoot I should have known Koushi would misread thatttt shoot shoot shooooottttt–

I rushed to explain, "Nonononononononono Kou-chan, no no no that's not what I meant, I–you–it–um–it looks good. Really really good, so good, you have no idea you don't understand, I–" I was making a complete fool of myself, but Koushi's eyes had lit up again, and honestly I didn't care because he didn't look sad anymore.

"Alright, glad we cleared that! Now let's get back to your house before the temperature drops anymore," Koushi told me, and the two of us started speedwalking to my house, which wasn't so far now. I...may have stolen another glance or two...or ten while we were walking back, I mean, I still couldn't get over it, Koushi in my jacket, it was like...it further solidified that he was mine, you know? It was probably just me being stupidly possessive, but still.

I grinned when we reached the familiar sight of my house; Koushi got his stuff from his car, just as it was beginning to rain. Even though we were seconds away from the door, if I was wearing my jacket I probably would've taken it off and tried to cover us for the rest of the way (definitely not so I could use it as an excuse to be closer to Kou-chan, hahah...)

"Tadaima!" I shouted to my parents, praying that they wouldn't stop and question us and that I could just take Koushi up to my room. "Okaeri," my mom said back, coming from the kitchen.

When Koushi and I finished taking our shoes off, I looked over at him, ready to bring him upstairs when I took in his terrified expression. Why did he look like that what was wrong, was I missing something? I looked around the room and didn't see anything that posed a threat and back to Koushi, who still looked very scared. What had happened since we got home? It was raining, we came in and started taking our shoes off, all good, I said hi to my mom who said hi ba–oh. My mom. Definitely my mom.

"Koushi, my mom doesn't bite, and it's not like you've never met her." I murmured, hoping to calm his nerves somewhat. I did want him to like my mom–well, that wasn't even the problem, I'm sure he liked her from what he'd seen, but he was just...scared. My mom wasn't scared of him, so, that was something.

Koushi shook his head and hurriedly whispered, "I...know...but still, she's your mom, and–it–it makes me so nervous that I'll say something weird or do something she doesn't approve of, and–I mean if your mother doesn't support our relationship than what hope if there for us–" Koushi was more confident than he'd been a few months ago. We were still getting there though.

"Woahh, Koushi, chill, my mom barely knows you and I'm sure she already loves you, it's kind of hard not to–" I did my best to tell him, and it was the honest to god truth, frankly I wasn't sure there was a single sane person in existence who disliked Koushi.

"Tooru, dinner will be in half an hour!" My mom hollered. I looked at my boyfriend again and saw him make a panicked expression at my mom's voice. I suppose he would have to face her throughout the entirety of dinner, so the least I could do was take him upstairs now, give him a break before.

"Thanks Mom! Kou-chan and I are gonna go upstairs!" I took a bag from Koushi and started leading him up the stairs when our plans were foiled.

"What do you–oh wait! Suga's here tonight, I completely forgot and I know you told me he was coming–hi Suga!" My mom called, quickly coming our way. I exchanged a glance with Koushi, who swallowed thickly. I wonder if...I wonder if I would be that way, around...around Koushi's parents if...if–never mind.

"Hello Oikawa-san!" Koushi said–very politely, it was hard to tell how nervous he was. I turned my gaze to my mom and saw her looking up at Koushi with warm eyes and a big smile–I hoped Koushi realized that she genuinely liked him.

"Suga-kun! It's always a pleasure to have you over," My mom said kindly. Alright, we were off to a good start so far. I could've sworn Koushi was shaking, but his face still didn't betray him.

"I know I haven't seen you for some time so I'm glad you're here. I wouldn't want to think my son is hiding his boyfriend from me." My mom added, glaring at me. "I never hid any boyfriends!" I tried to defend myself, but if I was being honest, it was kind of true. No more of that though! I felt really–er, pretty good about Koushi and I, and he was totally the kind of person you wanted to show your parents anyway.

"Uh huh...well, I guess you're the special one then, huh Suga?" My mom teased my poor boyfriend, who if I didn't get out of the room stat very well may have spontaneously combusted, and that would not be good.

"OKAY, goodbye Mom, we'll see you at dinner, thank youuuu!" I announced, lightly bringing Koushi behind me while he was still alive. I did feel guilty about not offering to help my mom, but if I did Koushi would have to go downstairs with me too...at least I had helped out a couple other times in the week.

Once we were in the clear and safely upstairs, I tried to apologize to Koushi. "Sorry about that, you know how mothers are–" And then I shut up because I realized what a horrible, horrible thing I had accidentally said. I quickly scanned over Koushi, trying to assess the damage I had done, but I didn't think it had sunk in yet. Nevertheless, I felt terrible and may or may not have unleashed a string of curse words before apologizing profusely for what I had said. God, how could I be so insensitive?!?!?? The last thing Koushi needed was a reminder of his abusive mother, who wasn't even around anymore, and here I was bringing up moms like it was the most natural thing in the world, stupid me–

"I–Tooru, it's fine, you didn't mean anything by it." Koushi reassured me, patting my shoulder lightly. He smiled at me–he smiled–and while I was still perfecting my reading of Koushi's emotions, it looked like there was the tiniest hint of anguish deep in his eyes. Not wanting to dwell on it further though, I let it go and promised myself I would be on my best behavior and very closely watch everything else I said to him that night.

I helped Koushi put his things away when we got to my room, desperately trying to think of something to change the subject. Ummm uhhhh what could I ask him about??? I needed to...not bring up something family-related, I could do that–uhh–umm–ummm...(I was in such a state of horror, with myself) I was having trouble thinking of something). Finally, something came to me though.

"Okay now tell me about the training camp," I begged, maybe too forcefully, just grateful something had come to mind (a very obvious thing but...that was beside the point). I had no trouble asking all about that, anything to hopefully distract Koushi. "Please please please Kou-chan, how were the Tokyo teams? I won't even ask what your team did, how they were against the others but like, what did you guys do was it fun, did you–"

Koushi laughed at my overeagerness. Genuinely, I think, so that was a good sign. "Tooru, Tooru! I'll tell you, don't worry," he told me as we got settled on my bed. I grabbed a pillow and got very comfortable, because I actually was very curious about the elite training camp, plus Koushi was good at telling stories.

"I guess I might as well just start at the beginning again. So, we left pretty early Friday morning from the school parking lot–"

"No no no, you can't tell it like that!" I exclaimed, cutting Koushi off. He tilted his head at me (like a really adorable puppy) and asked, "What do you mean?"

I pursed my lips and gestured awkwardly, trying to explain, "You know...like...you can't tell it like a boring story, you have to make it sound, like...exciting..."

Koushi blinked before apologizing. "Oh, my bad, o grand king, Oikawa Tooru. Let me restart, and make it sound like a more harrowing adventure. It was a terrible, grim, ice cold morning; the sun had yet to rise, not a creature was stirring, but nevertheless, the Karasuno High School Volleyball Club made the treacherous journey to–" I threw my pillow at Koushi just as he fell back laughing.

"Don't patronize me Kou-chan, you know that's not what I meant!" I said, although my words fell on deaf ears as the room still rang with Koushi's laughter (not that I minded, I really liked hearing him laugh and wished he did it more).

After many more attempts, Koushi finally was able to tell me about the training camp without cracking up. I ate up every piece of information he offered about the powerhouse schools that Seijoh had never quite managed to get in with, one of the few things I disliked about the team.

Koushi was pretty guarded about how his team had done, although he did mention they had to do uphill sprints sometimes, which honestly sounded like a nightmare. I was also amazed that a first-year from another team specifically asked him for setting help, which he had mentioned vaguely before, but now I had more of the details. Awwwwww Koushi helping other first-yearsssss!!!!! As cute as that was to think of, it was the other friendships he'd made that blew me away.

"I think I became decent friends with Yaku and Akaashi. We were actually gonna text each other and play Just Dance this weekend." He added as if it was no big deal. No big deal, no big deal, nO BIG DEAL??? EXCUSE ME WHAT????

"YOU MEAN TO TELL ME THAT YOU BEFRIEND FUKURODANI'S AMAZING SETTER AKAASHI KEIJI AND NEKOMA'S SUPER TALENTED LIBERO YAKU MORISUKE, GOT THEIR NUMBERS, AND ARE GOING TO PLAY JUST DANCE WITH THEM THIS WEEKEND?????" I demanded. Ohmygodohmygodohmygodohmygod KoushiknewAkaashiandYaku KoushiknewAkaashiandYaku KoushiknewAkaashiandYaku KoushiknewAkaashiandYaku KOUSHIKNEWTHEAKAASHIANDYAKUANDWASGOINGTOPLAYJUSTDANCEWITHTHEM AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

"That's the plan, yeah." Koushi replied simply, although I barely heard him, I was too focused on imagining my shy and timid boyfriend befriending some of the most talented players in the areas (OH MY GOD–what if I could convince Koushi to ask Akaashi and Yaku to come visit in Miyagi once he knew them better, and we could have a practice match with them ahhhHhhhHHHHhhhHHH that would be so funnnnnn!!!!!!!).

Okay okay okay–okay I had to know more, I needed to know more Koushi couldn't just drop that bomb and then not give me anything. Sometimes I wondered what opponents were like in person you know, and I mean, what were they like I wondered, Akaashi looked like he might be kind of temperamental, like in a really quiet way you know, like cold almost, and Yaku looked like he would be super nice like Koushi probably right?? I asked, but was way off I guess.

"Akaashi was very calm. And intelligent, he seemed like the smart type. Yaku was...very outgoing, fiery, and unpredictable at times. He was always nice to me though, both of them were. Akaashi was especially great, he and a few other players invited Tsukishima-kun to private practice with them." Koushi informed me. I...wait...wait...did she say...Tsukishima...was invited to–to practice with–with–

"Y-you mean...Tsukishima got invited to private practice with–with a bunch of powerhouse school players????? OH MY GOD KOU-CHAN I NEED TO TALK TO HIM!!!!!!" Judging from Koushi's expression, he didn't intend on letting me anywhere near the salty first-year. Then again...maybe that was for the best. I did value my livelihood after all.

"Probably not happening." Koushi said, fixing me with that stare of his that shut everything down. I sighed in defeat.

"Oh, by the way," Koushi added thoughtfully, readjusting himself on the bed. "Tsukishima said he wanted to apologize to you for...I don't know, threatening you?" I blinked. Koushi was looking off to the side uncertainly, I wonder if he knew–did he know about the others too? Also, Tsukishima was...apologizing??

Koushi continued, "Or blackmailing you or something? I'm so sorry, I had no idea he would do something like that–well–actually now that I know his story it kind of makes sense...but still. I'm so sorry–gosh, I hope no one else ever does something stupid like that to you..." Oh. Okay, so he still didn't know, that was...that was good. He was making progress with his teammates, and the last thing I wanted was to hinder that by making him distrust them and telling him they all threatened me too. I mean, not that I was opposed to ratting people out in general, I was a petty person, but with Koushi...Koushi was always the exception. Also hold up, now that Koushi knew Tsukishima's story, what the frick was that supposed to mean???

Whatever it was, I could worry about it later. Right now, I needed to convince Koushi that his teammates had been very...welcoming. "O-ohh, that's...good to know that–uh, Tsukishima feels bad about it. And uh, no worries! Definitely never been threatened by anyone else, nope, not at all!" I tacked on a big smile at the end for good measure. But then again, Koushi was actually good at reading me and probably saw right through it, so I'm not sure how much good it actually did.

Just as I was shrinking back from Koushi's narrowing gaze, my mom called up from downstairs, "Tooruuuuuuu, Suga-kunnnnnn, dinner's readyyyyyy!" This conveniently caused Koushi to forget pretty much everything from before as he was now preoccupied being terrified of my mother. Hm. That wasn't a much better alternative. In time I was sure he would come around, it's not like my mom was mean or anything, Koushi clearly wanted her approval though and was afraid she wouldn't give it to him (even though he already had it).

Not wasting a second more, I hopped up and brought Koushi with me. "Oh! Would you look at that, it's time to eat, let's go Kou-chan, wouldn't want to keep my mom waiting!" He gulped and let me pull him behind me, until we reached the kitchen where my mom was setting the table. Koushi was still behind me, but I didn't need to look at him to know he was lowkey panicking.

"Tooru, your father had to stay late at work, so it'll just be us tonight." My mom told us, sitting down, which explained why my dad wasn't there yet. That was probably good though, so Koushi would only have to focus on one parent at a time.

The two of us sat down as well. We all said thank you before we began eating, Koushi's movements slow, probably overthinking everything. I looked at my mom, who looked back at me, and tried to convey for her to go easy on Koushi, to not push him or anything. Whether or not she understood, I couldn't say.

"So! Suga–" She began. Poor Koushi practically jumped when he was addressed. I prayed for him as my mom went on, "I feel like my son doesn't talk about you enough and I don't know you that well. Tooru says you're very smart, and that you love school. What classes are you taking, what's your favorite?" I looked from my mom back to Koushi who, after a moment, looked more composed (a very subtle difference it was hard to see), probably since talking about school was well within his comfort zone.

"Well, love is a strong word, but I definitely don't hate it. I have a lot of great classes, like Japanese lit, European history–I really like Chinese and Russian, those classes are pretty cool. I'm not a huge fan of calc and physics, but I wanted to get the math and science credit, and they were the next logical classes to take." Koushi said intelligently. Whenever I talked about school I sounded stupid (even though I wasn't really that bad).

"Well, that's more than I can say for Tooru, he hates pretty much all the classes." My mom responded. Woahhh slow down Mom, I can talk bad about me and school, that doesn't mean you can though (for the record, I don't think my mom received my telepathic message)!

She definitely didn't, because she proceeded to tell Koushi every terrible, embarrassing, pathetic thing she could think of from my eighteen years, no matter how many times I tried to stop her. Maybe Koushi would've stopped her, but he was probably happy to be talking about something other than himself (also he was a little devious, something I was becoming more and more aware of).

I tried to speed things up as much as I could, understandably wanting to escape my own personal hell. I ate faster, tried to talk when I was done so my mom and Koushi finished, speed washed the dishes after, and the second I was done I quickly said, "Alright Mom, that's enough embarrassment for one night, we're leaving now!" I brought Koushi behind me again, praying we would manage to escape before she did anything else.

"But it's my job to embarrass you Tooru!" She said, darnit I could hear the smirk in her voice, even from behind me. In vain, I asked, "WHY???" as Koushi and I continued making our way upstairs.

"BECAUSE IT'S MY JOB AS YOUR MOTHER!" She shouted back. I could tell she was about to laugh at the end, and darnit it made me laugh a bit too. Yes, my mom embarrassed me more than I would've liked (far far more), but at the end of the day she was my mom, she was there for me, and I loved her.

Anyway, as much as I loved my mom, I was alone with Koushi now, so, back to him. "I hope you got your fill of embarrassing stories, because you're not going to get anymore for a very long time." I said, tossing my head. Stupid embarrassing stories.

I was beginning to think I'd said something wrong when Koushi didn't respond right away. I was about to look over, but then he said, "You forget that I'm very well acquainted with your best friend, and your team, and your coaches, and–" Sadly he made a very good point.

We talked about this and that for a while, played some Minecraft, while I carefully searched for an opening to ask about the previous week. I really hated to ruin the mood, especially when Koushi looked so happy, but...I suspected this was something he was waiting to talk about as well. After an hour or two, I took the plunge and asked.

"Um...Koushi..." I began nervously. The playful look left his eyes as he studied me, most likely immediately guessing what I had to say. My heart sped up, but I kept going.

"I wanted to...apologize in person. For not knowing about Tomio's anniversary. For not knowing, not being able to say anything, and I know you were at training camp so we couldn't be together, and maybe you wouldn't even want to be with me, but um...I'm just...sorry you had to deal with it alone, for the most part. Because, I don't ever want you to be alone again. Not if you don't want to. I was wondering...if, maybe we could go to his grave, tomorrow? And, um, just so I know, could I have the anniversary dates of all your other family members, so I don't forget?" WHEW! OKAY, that was even harder to say than I thought it would be, mostly because I felt like such a failure to Koushi, but I got through. I got through it, I got through, I said, that was...that was good. And Koushi–

Koushi had observed me thoroughly for the entirety of my spiel, as I did the same. He didn't look mad, of course he didn't look mad, he smiled bittersweetly, he started down his lap, and it was then that I noticed tears falling from his face.

Koushi was crying?????? I–I–I hadn't wanted to make him cry!!!!!!! I mean, I guess...it wasn't unreasonable, but–but–still, okayokayokayokayokayokayokayokay, how could I make him stop crying, what could I do, or say, ahhhhhh...

Miraculously, everything came naturally to me at the last second. I told him, "Your pain is my pain Koushi. Please let me be there for you." I think he may have started crying harder at that, but his silent sobs subsided to small sniffles as I slowly helped wipe his tears with the edge of a sleeve. As he took his time calming down, he muttered, "God, what's wrong with me–"

I couldn't tell if he'd meant to say that out loud or not. It made me sad and upset that he still asked himself questions like that, but I was doing my best to consistently encourage him not to think like that.

"Nothing's wrong with you, you're perfect." While I succeeded in making Koushi feel better I think, it caused him to start crying even harder than before. I watched as he pulled his knees to his chest, hid his face from me. Perhaps I was taking a gamble, but...I had promised he didn't have to be alone anymore, didn't I? I wasn't going to just sit and watch him cry any longer.

Very, very slowly, I reached my arm out to wrap around one of Koushi's wrists, and very lightly pulled him in my direction. He looked up with his tearstained face (again, still wasn't sure how someone crying this hard could still look so pretty) and blinked, understanding me a moment later, and let me pull him all the way towards me, where I gathered him fully into my arms and up against my chest as he kept crying. I wasn't sure if it would be okay, but eventually I started playing with his hair lightly, rubbing circles on his shoulder. Thankfully he didn't seem to mind. To be honest, I wasn't entirely sure why exactly he was crying anymore, but I'm sure he had a valid reason, and until he stopped, I wanted to just–keep him close to me, as if somehow I could shield him from all the terrible things that were causing him to be so broken up.

I was so so relieved when Koushi stopped, not that I didn't want him to cry and let all his emotions out, but seeing him cry...it was really hard. Knowing something had caused him that much pain, and there wasn't really anything I could do about it, I just, I felt so helpless...

Koushi blinked away the last of his tears with his large eyes as I gazed back thoughtfully and attempted to offer him what I hoped was a comforting, reassuring smile. I waited a few moments to make sure he was really okay before carefully beginning again.

"So...not to go back to sad things, but about your family, and the dates, and Tomio...?" I gave Koushi the time he needed to wipe his face and take a few deep breaths. I didn't think he was going to start crying again though, so, that was really good.

"I can give you all the dates. And don't worry, no others have passed, so, you haven't unknowingly, accidentally forgotten. As for visiting graves...I would love to, but...well, my family's buried all over the place, and nowhere near." My breath hitched as Koushi explained that because of moving all over the place, his family members' graves were essentially scattered all throughout Japan. OH MY GOD! Like...was it too much to ask for that Koushi be able to visit his family? I mean, it's not like he could start at one and get to all the others, it would take such a long time to reach the others...wasn't there at least one person we could visit, maybe...? Oh–wait–

"But–what if we went to Sora's grave?" I asked, wincing because maybe it was too soon. It felt like forever ago to me, but in actuality it had been, what? A month, not even? It was crazy to think about, but...visiting someone with Koushi felt right.

"I...yes. Yes, let's go tomorrow. I have practice in the morning (a/n I messed up im pretty sure Tooru has practice the next morning and Koushi has practice Sunday but I already put this dialogue in the last chapter so just ignore my mistake bc im too lazy to change the other chapter), but we could head out after! And–we can stop and get flowers too. Can we...do you have time, is that alright? Or we could go Sunday, if that would work better?"

"No, let's go tomorrow. I'll probably stay here while you're at practice and catch up on homework, and then we can meet up after. Okay?" I said, happy (well, not happy, but...you know, whatever I was supposed to feel, that Koushi could have this small thing).

After Koushi told me all the dates of his family members' anniversaries, I felt very very relieved. Now I could be there for him more, know when to help him, and it was nice to have all the serious talk out of the way. The conversation flowed freely again after that, it was really nice to be able to talk about anything, everything. My interest was particularly piqued when he brought up Tsukishima again though.

From the way it sounded, him and megane-kun had gotten kind of...close. Which was good, I think? I was really happy Koushi was making genuine connections with his teammates, he spoke of Tsukishima very fondly...hey maybe if he liked Koushi even more he would really leave me alone now? I mean, he apologized earlier, which was more than I could say for the rest of Karasuno, so...But, just to be sure, to make sure he wouldn't mess with me...

"Oh, oh! Did you um...by any chance manage to find anyone he could date at training camp?" Finding him a girlfriend or boyfriend would surely ensure he would be in a better mood and not threaten anyone, I needed the inside scoop on training camp. Hey, Koushi had said earlier he was invited to private practice with some of the members of powerhouse schools, that had to mean something, right? No offense, but he wasn't the best player, and he definitely wasn't the most pleasant to be around, so why else would he have been invited if not because one of them liked him?

"And just why are you so eager to set him up with someone?" Koushi asked, looking at me suspiciously. I...hm. Hmm. Did I tell him or not? I mean...it looked like I had activated mama bear mode or something, as if he was challenging me to say something bad about Tsukishima, but...well, he was bound to find out sooner or later I suppose.

"Okay look Kou-chan, that kid is scary." Geez, I wanted to shudder just thinking about him. "I'm really happy he apologized and feels bad about threatening me but–even you said you were scared of his blackmail folder! So...I was thinking that, like...maybe if we set him up with someone he would be happier and feel less need to terrify the rest of us?" I bit my lip and stared at Koushi hopefully.

"We don't have to set him up with someone, if we got him more friends I'm sure that would be fine too!" He defended. I fixed him with a look, because really, friends? He already had a best friend and Tsukishima was still...Tsukishima. No, we needed something more for him.

"...alright, I would love to set him up with someone," Koushi finally admitted, looking off to the side frustratedly, much to my surprise. Koushi wanted to play matchmaker for Tsukishima just as much as I did?????

"There's currently like three other people I'm trying to get together, but I can't think of anyone for Tsukishima. None of the other first-years since they're all with people, or will be soon. I don't think any of the second-years, the other third-years are taken anyway. I have no idea if he has other friends outside of school, he seems like a loner, so maybe not. And training camp...hmm. Maybe the Nekoma setter? They seemed to get along. Orrrrrr...maaayyyybbbeeee their captainnnnnn???" I had no idea who Koushi was talking about at that point anymore, but I heard possibilities, and I liked it! I told Koushi so.

"Yes! I like it! Do you have their number? Let's try to set them up Kou-chan, please please please, we'd be doing the public a favor too!" Of course with someone from the Tokyo area, the odds weren't so good for us–er, Tsukishima!...it would be good if we could set him up a bit closer...oH "Oh, oh! I could even try to set him up with one of the first-years on my team, him and Kunimi would totally get along, please Kou-channnnnnnn!!!!" Yesyesyesyesyesyesyesyesyesyessssss now that I knew him and Kindaichi weren't going to happen (sad, they been my otp earlier in the year), perhaps I could still get Kunimi with someone...although sentencing him to being with Tsukishima may have been a bit much.

"...I'm not...necessarily opposed to setting him up with someone, I'm just...not sure now is such a good time; if he's ready for that. Maybe later though." Hmph. I would be gone not too far in the future, and setting Tsukishima up later wouldn't do me any good then!

"Fine. But I still think we should try to get them together and just see how it plays out." I said haughtily, hoping that maybe Koushi would still change his mind.

"Fine. Fine, fine fine fine, we can set them up kind of, but...later, let's deal with that later, okay?" Koushi relented as I cheered internally. It wasn't a solid plan by any means, but I would take it. Now, while we were on the subject of matchmaking...

"Okay okay Kou-chan, tell me all the other people you're trying to get together so I can help, because I've tried to do it on my team a few times but they don't give me very much to work with..." It was like they knew what I was trying to do and deliberately shut me down :(

Koushi told me about his plans for his teammates, much to my delight. "Ohhh I remember Yama-chan and Ya-chan, they would be cute together! But...I...Tobio-chan and...and Chibi-chan...I mean...I–yeah. Yeah they would be good together. But–illhhhshs I don't know if I want to help Tobio-chan–" Koushi gave me that sharp reproachful look of his, and I immediately stopped talking. Uhh, ummm, uhhh rightttt Koushi liked him I needed to be nice to him ummm uhhh...

"Uh, on the other hand! It would be very kind and generous of me to...help...Tobio-chan...so, um...please don't hesitate to let me know if there's anything I can do to...help...him..." To my horror, Koushi gleefully said he would like my help and that later he would add me to the...the...the kagehina groupchat, which sounded like a personal nightmare. But! If it made Koushi happy it would...make...me...happy...I...guess...

While I was busy imagining all the terrible ways I would have to help stup–...er...not stupid, just–just regular Tobio-chan, Koushi was thinking about something very different.

"Hey, Tooru?" Koushi asked. I hummed in response, a feeling of apprehension and dread filling me when I looked at his face. As it turned out, I was right to feel that way, because next Koushi asked, "I was...wondering if we could...talk about...college?"

College. College. Mm. Mmm. This–this had been another thing I was afraid of. We had reached the point where neither of us could ignore it anymore, not with talk of college bombarding school and friends and counselors and...not that it was bad or anything to plan for the future, it obviously wasn't, but in terms of our relationship, it could make things very...difficult. Because what if we wanted completely different things out of college and ended up super far away from each other? What if Koushi wanted to like, go to a fancy school in Europe or the Americas or something, because I had no doubt he could do that if he wanted. And it was very very selfish of me, but...what about me? What about us, what would happen??

But Koushi was right, we needed to talk about this. Deadlines were fast approaching, it couldn't be put off any longer than it already had. So, I replied, like I wasn't terrified, "Oh. Yeah. I'd been meaning to ask you about that." My mind was racing with thoughts, hoping we wouldn't split up, and if we were then–then–at least I had all the memories of us–no, nononononono I stopped that train of thought because I would cry if I thought about it.

When it became clear Koushi wasn't going to start things, I took a deep breath and said everything I felt, laid myself bare for him to see. I was as honest as I could be, because...well...I just really hoped we wanted something similar.

"Koushi, I...I...I really like you! A lot." Darnit I wanted to say I love you but I chickened out and it didn't feel right. Anyway. "And...it would make me really, really sad if we couldn't be together next year. In terms of the future...I really wanna go pro, for volleyball. I know that it's super hard to do, but–I–I really want to. Or to try anyway. And I know I can't play forever, so I do want to go to college. I want to go to a school with a really good volleyball team at least, there are a few I was looking at in Tokyo that would be my top choice, and I've been looking at others as a backup. I'm not sure what you want to do but...well, obviously it would be great if we could go to the same university. It sucks being kind of far like we are now–but no matter what you want or where you go, I want to be with you. Maybe we wouldn't work out long distance, but we should try anyway, right? Because...I think...I think we could...have a future...together??" I wanted to run away and hide from Koushi; what if he didn't even want to be together long-term? Sure, things were great now, but we were in high school, so different from the real world. Even if we managed to stay together in college, life after that would be even harder...

And then Koushi started laughing. I felt a tight pain in my chest–oh my god–was he laughing at me? Did...was I right, he didn't want anything I did and thought I was stupid for saying that when he didn't feel the same? Had I made a complete and utter fool of myself????

"Kou? K-Kou-chan?" I struggled to say his name, fearing the absolute worst. I didn't have to fear for too long though, because not a moment later I had an armful of Koushi, hugging me so tightly, and I knew that I was wrong, that everything was okay, that things were good.

Still, just to be sure, I asked, "What's–are you, okay? What, what did I say, what is it?" You know, in case I misinterpreted everything and that was like, a goodbye pity hug (it was not).

"I'm just–really–happy–" He said in between peals of laughter, and with full confirmation, I hugged him back just as tightly, relishing the feeling of having him secure in my arms, and knowing that there was a decent chance for us in the future.

Koushi pulled back a bit so he could look up at me. "I want to be with you too. In college, in the future, and, I'm really glad we're on the same page there. I'm not entirely sure what field I want to go into, but I would love to go to college in Tokyo too. I was going to submit a bunch of applications this weekend, I just wanted to make sure I applied to a bunch of the same ones as you."

I'm not sure any words had ever made me happier, and I really couldn't help it when I burst into crazy laughter like Koushi. I'm sure the two of us looked like idiots, but it was worth it. It was totally, totally worth it.

With two serious conversations out of the way, the rest of the night was very relaxed and carefree (what little was left of it anyway, unfortunately I did have my practice the next morning).

When I was in the bathroom getting ready for bed, I noticed a scrape on my knee which must've been from earlier, when I shoved Makki and Mattsun out of the way to get to Koushi faster (we didn't need to talk about the success, or lack thereof, of that). Speaking of Koushi, I got an idea...

"Kou-channnnnnnnn, I scraped my knee earlier when I was running to you and fell, can you kiss it to make it better?" I asked pleadingly, expecting him to tell me I was fine and sleep it off or something. I definitely didn't expect him to come running into the bathroom looking at me like I was dying.

"Oh my god are you okay, is your knee okay Tooru–" He quickly murmured, falling to his own knees and staring very worriedly at my–ohh. He thought it was my right knee that was hurt.

"It's fine, I'm fine Kou-chan, I fell on my other knee so it's not a big deal." I told him. He looked up at me in surprise and then back at my knee and visibly relaxed. I thought he would get up and leave then, but instead, he slowly leaned forward and gently brushed his soft lips against the scrape, lingering for a few moments before pulling away, and effectively frying my brain.

After quite a long time of me trying to regain my composure, I choked out, "Th-thank you Kou-chan...it–it–it feels better now..." oKAY NO NO NO NO NO I WASN'T OKAY I WAS NOT OKAY KOUSHI KISSED MY KNEE HE KISSED MY KNEE AHHHHHHHHH OH MY GODDDDDDD AHHHHOUIeghw[go;aihjegioh[W09YT9iweyh[09i[hHY0W9I4HREIWA9YG–

I was vaguely, vaguely aware of Koushi asking about bandaids or something, and I think I must've said something back to him, I was honestly in such a daze, it was hard to recall.

"I hope Makki and Mattsun are alright, they fell kind of hard too," Koushi said, causing me to snap out of it. Makki and Mattsun??? Why was Koushi worrying about them, they didn't matter wasn't he worried about me :((( ???

"They're fine. Probably. Besides I wouldn't share you if they were here." I stated. Stupid Makki and Mattsun, Koushi was mine, how dare they invade his thoughts and make him worry about them (my brain was still fried, later I felt really stupid for being jealous of my friends, who weren't even there).

"Alright, all done. Wanna go to bed now?" Koushi asked, standing up and retreating to the other side of the room to his bag. I walked over to my bed, wondering if I should pull out the trundle.

"Kou-chan do you want to sleep on the trundle?" I asked, hoping/expecting him to say no. After a pause though, much to my chagrin, he said sure.

"What??? Why, please Kou-channnnn sleep with me instead!" I begged, turning to look at Koushi who was starting to blush again.

"I...I...I mean, that–I–shouldn't–because...because..." He mumbled, running a hand through his hair.

"Because, why? You slept with me at your house before?" I replied, actually puzzled as to why he would say no when he seemed to be good with touching all throughout the day.

"Because...because...you know...your–your–your mom could, she could–" It clicked after that. Koushi was pretty modest, honestly I was amazed with all the progress we'd made when I stayed over at his house, not being good with touching aside. But, nobody had been there. Now, with my mom here, he was probably very scared of her walking in on us together.

"Kou-chan, don't worry, my mom won't come in. And to be honest, even if she did, she wouldn't care." I told Koushi, unfortunately remembering some of the other, more...compromising times my mom had caught me with a boyfriend or girlfriend in my room. No, sleeping next to Koushi was fine compared to that.

Honestly I thought I might've died and gone to heaven when Koushi followed me to bed and curled up against my side, slowly bringing a hand to rest on my chest as I pulled him closer.

"Goodnight Koushi," I whispered, softly kissing his forehead, honestly in awe that someone as amazing as Koushi was with me, right beside me, felt comfortable with me enough to let his guard down like now.

"Goodnight..." Koushi barely managed to say, already falling asleep. I tried to fall asleep too, although I would be lying if I said I didn't spend at least half an hour staring at Koushi and how peaceful he looked. I was happy. I was really, really happy, and I owed it all to Koushi.

a/n: i hope you guys liked the chapter😊😊😊

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