Years after they're first meeting in high school, Sugawara finds himself being dragged into a bar to see a familiar face.
Maybe he hasn't gotten over his high school girlfriend as well as he thought.
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-SUGAWARA KOSHI X READER
HAIKYUU...
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❝Everytime I smoke nowadays, I think of him. I used to look down on him for smoking in high school and now look at me. Maybe we aren't so different❞
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[y/n] woke up to the hot sun on her cheeks. She rolled over in the bed and buried herself within the sheets. They smelled like Sugawara. His sent hadn't changed at all. She wondered if any person's scent changed as they got older but it's not like she smells people enough on the daily to keep track of it.
[y/n] blinked a few times to adjust her eyesight and look over at the blinds, which were wide open. She must have forgotten to close them last night. It wasn't like it mattered though, she wasn't planning to sleep in late at someone else's house, that was rude. The sun was a good natural alarm clock.
With a groan, [y/n] sat up in the bed and placed her feet on the cold wooden floor, already missing the warmth of the duvet covers. Her head hurt. Once again, she couldn't escape a hangover.
She groggily walked out the door and along the hallway to the kitchen, rubbing the sleep out of her eyes all the way there. As she let out a yawn, [y/n] found Sugawara standing at the counter watching the tap run. The sound of her yawn startled him, causing the sliver haired man to turn his head to look at a sleepy girl standing by the couch.
"How'd you sleep?" He asked with a smile. [y/n] stretched her hands out and trying make her joints less stiff. "Decent, I'm hungover though," she laughed to herself. Sugawara smiled. "Same here. Do you want some tea?" He asked as he filled the kettle with the water from the tap. "You really do swear by that hangover cure don't you?" she said as she walked into the kitchen, watching him place the kettle back in its usual spot. "It's the best, I promise you," he chuckled, leaning his hands on the counter. "We'll see about that," [y/n] smirked as the kettle began to boil.
"Do you need a ride home?" Sugawara asked, out of the blue, his back leaning on the counter, an empty mug in his hand. The sudden thought of [y/n] wandering the streets alone again made him nervous, in daylight or not.
"Would you mind? I feel like you've done enough for me," [y/n] sighed with a smile, now standing across from Sugawara, also leaning against the kitchen counter. "I'm happy to do it," He smiled back, "better than paying for any old taxi, my taxi service is much more affordable," Sugawara joked. "I doubt that, you seem like the type to not come cheep," she narrowed her eyes, a second smile playing on her lips. "No harm in finding out," Sugawara spoke as the kettle made a clicking noise, done boiling the water.
