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...
☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ15. Love TW: Mentions and descriptions of panic attacks
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❝I'm going to say something stupid now❞
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Sugawara fingers shook as he dialled Makoto's number with one hand while grabbing his coat with the other. The phone rang twice before she answered. Her voice sound so casual and relaxed like it always did. It was such a contrast to the way he was feeling in that moment, the way he was rushing around the room.
"Hey Suga," she said. He could imagine her smiling through the phone. "Do you know what room [y/n] is staying in? At her hotel?" He said without even greeting her. His hand missed the door handle multiple times as he was trying to open while he put on his coat at the same time. "Is something going on?" Makoto asked, she didn't sound particularly concerned, more so suspicious. "I just want to talk to her in person, we had an argument," he admitted as he bolted down flights of stairs. "An argument? When did you have an argument?" She questioned, now she sounded concerned. "I'll tell you about it later, I just need to know if you know the room number or not," Sugawara said, he hasn't realised how fast he was talking. "Uh... 26," Makoto answered with a little hesitation. He thanked her and went to hang up the phone. "I better get told what's going on after!" He heard her say as he pressed the end call button.
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His mind was so blurry as he reached the door, the number 26 right in the middle in golden lettering. He panted heavily as he knocked on the door. [y/n] took a while to answer and said Masahi's name as she opened the door. She stopped mid sentence once she saw Sugawara and said his name as if she was just thinking of him.
"Hi," he said through shallow breaths. [y/n]'s darted across his face, her brow furrowed. "Suga, are you okay?" She asked, she sounded genuinely worried. That's when Sugawara realised just how shallow his breathing was and the lump in his throat and the fact that his hole body was tense and shaking. The more he thought about his breathing, the worse everything got.
[y/n] reached for his hand and placed the other on his back, guiding him into the room. "You'll be alright, you'll be okay," was all she mumbled as she pulled him to sit on the bed and kneeled in front of him. Sugawara could see she was trying to hold back from putting her hands on his face but he really wished she would just do so.
"I'm going to make you some tea, okay?" [y/n] said, he tried to focus on her voice rather than the fact his breathing wasn't like it should be. "All you have to do is focus on something in the room, okay? Don't worry about anything else," she said as she stood up.
