Volleyball is gay [Hakyuu OneShots]

Daisuga

(A.N. so this is where Suga is depressed so if you don't like that please read with caution or just not read the chapter)

Daichi [POV]

"Daichi do you think Suga's been a bit out of it today?" Tanaka asked

"Why do you think that?" I asked bouncing the volleyball on the floor

"Well he just seems less cheerful and a bit down today" He pointed out

"I guess now that you mention it yeah I've noticed, he doesn't really seem like himself" I caught the ball furrowing my eyebrows

"Maybe something happened" Tanaka shrugged "Girlfriend broke up with him or something?"

"Does he have a girlfriend?" I asked 

"I don't know" He shrugged again.  I walked up to Suga who was  just now coming out of the locker rooms.  He had his arms wrapped around his back, he had a long sleeved shirt underneath his jersey which I found odd.

"Suga what's with the shirt?" Noya asked

"Ah um my arms aren't the prettiest today so-" He trailed off (A.N. it's not what you think I swear)

"That doesn't matter" Noya insisted

"Just let him be it doesn't matter now lets just get to practice" I insisted

"thank you" Suga mumbled to himself.  Throughout practice I'm sure Suga was getting hot with the long sleeved shirt because I was really hot and only had on my jersey.  I think Suga forgot what he said before because he rolled up his sleeves halfway through practice.  I didn't understand by what he meant that his arms aren't the prettiest, all the way up his arms from his wrists to under his shirt, it may have even gone up to his shoulder.  His arm was decorated in colorful pictures ranging from beautiful gardens blowing in the wind, roses dancing in the sun, crows flying in the sky, deer and other animals prancing around the forest.  Each picture seemed to illustrate a completely different story

"Whoa Suga" Hinata exclaimed dropping the volleyball

"Hm?" Suga looked down at his arms his face flushing a dark red as he quickly pulled his sleeves back down "Oh...,"

"Suga did you get tattoos?" Tanaka exclaimed his eyes sparkling

"N-No it's not that" Suga looked down at his feet "It's just sharpie"

"DID YOU DRAW ALL THAT?" Noya shouted

"U-Uhm y-y-yes" Suga stammered 

"Whoa can I see?" Tanaka asked

"L-Let's just get back to practice f-f-forget you saw that" He insisted I was confused why he would draw such beautiful art on his arms and be embarrassed of it.  I debated whether I would ask him after practice or not.  I sighed going back to practice.  Suga seemed a bit more fidgety as he continued and was even more nervous about his sleeves.  After practice in the locker room he went into one of the stalls to change instead of just changing normally like he usually did.  As he went to put his things away a large pencil case fell out of his bag it came open and tons of sharpies and other markers ranging of colors spilled out.  Suga swore under his breath kneeling down to pick them up

"Suga why do you have so many sharpies?" I asked kneeling down to help him

"O-oh it's nothing really just I like to color" He insisted stuffing them back into the pencil case

"Why'd you draw all over your arms but you hide them" I asked handing him a handful of colors

"I d-don't like looking at them" he insisted