"can you speak up?" you ask.
"nothing. anyways. get your shit out." he demands.
"you're so demanding."
"and? what did you come here for? some board games?"
"whatever."
he's such a bitch.
"that's exactly what i thought."
you grab your bag thats on the opposite side of you. you turned away and open your bag. suna looks at you as you do that.
"any minute." he said.
shut the fuck up.
"sorry. oh! here it is." you replied.
you grabbed it and placed it on the desk.
"why don't you come a little closer? i bet you can't even see the paper."
"you're right." you scoot your chair over to see better.
"no need to be shy. we're only here for a study sesh."
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5:15pm
a few hours go by. you both are bored with studying.
"this is boring. why don't we make it a little fun. you choose what we can do." suna says.
"hmm.."
it took you a few minutes to figure out what to do for fun.
i don't wanna seem boring to him.. i'll just.. spice it up a bit. he probably won't even be down for it.
"okay, how about.. for every question i get wrong, i strip a piece of clothing off my body. and for every question i get right, you strip a piece of clothing. yeah?" you suggest.
"already? so much for getting over atsumu. but whatever, let's play." suna shrugs his shoulders.
fuck-- i didn't think he would actually agree to do it.
"it's a method. so, number one... it has to be 43!" you say confidently.
"wrong. it's 37." suna corrects you.
"fuck. i guess i take my socks off."
you then take your socks off and proceed.
"go for number two." he demands.
"now that one is 15." you answer.
"dammit. you're right." suna said.
suna takes his socks off also.
"i feel a little uneasy having my feet out like this, y/n." he laughed lightly.
"you think i have a foot fetish or something?"
"moving on.. go for three."
"three... that's 32."
"wrong."
you take your top off. suna smirks at you after.
"hey, no looking."
"then what was the point of this game?" suna asks. "four."
"46."
"nope."
you take your sweats off.
this isn't good. he only has his shirt off and i'm left with fuckin' undies.
"five."
"17."
"you're right."
suna takes his black sweats off.
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my light // r. suna
Fanfiction" do you remember.. her? " suna rintarou there's a reason why he acts the way he does. will he trust you with his story? will you save him in time?.. 𝙗𝙚𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙞𝙩'𝙨 𝙩𝙤𝙤 𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙚 ? - disclaimer: those who are in this story have aged up a ye...
