Day 1<\/b><\/p>\n
Koushi is not terrible company, although it\u2019s a first to what Tooru knows. He can\u2019t believe it still, needs to pinch himself under the table as they eat breakfast, Koushi staring at his dish funnily and then at Tooru when he looks up. Tooru straightens up, because he\u2019d been smiling. Koushi is a little too, as he begins to eat.<\/p>\n
\u201cSo,\u201d Koushi says, toying with his spoon. \u201cWe\u2019re dating.\u201d<\/p>\n
Tooru makes a sound around his straw. \u201cMm.\u201d<\/p>\n
Koushi smiles too, between taking a bit of his food. The corners of his eyes are crinkling, and Tooru reaches across the table to flatten them out.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat was that for?\u201d Koushi is looking at Tooru like he\u2019d been looking at his breakfast earlier.<\/p>\n
Tooru shrugs and starts his food. \u201cWe\u2019re dating,\u201d he says, and his lips quirk when Koushi smiles again.<\/p>\n
He pinches himself some more when Koushi starts asking him about their classes, and Tooru is rambling about the lecturer, and Koushi is watching him intently over their food. It feels a little like a dream, like Tooru\u2019s mouth is working and his brain to mouth filter is\u00a0probably<\/em>\u00a0functioning. But sitting here with Koushi\u2014the Karasuno guy\u2014his\u00a0next door neighbor<\/em>, feels so surreal that Tooru has to tweak the inside of his elbow when they\u2019re done, to full grasp the situation.<\/p>\n Koushi glances at him, raising his eyebrows. \u201cWhat are you doing?\u201d he asks, amusement in his voice.<\/p>\n \u201cThat we got together over sharing a\u00a0bathroom<\/em>,\u201d Tooru says. \u201cIt\u2019s not very romantic. Or sanitary! I would\u2019ve expected something cleaner.\u201d<\/p>\n Koushi stifles a laugh into his sleeve, looking at Tooru incredulously. \u201cWell we\u2019re both clean people,\u201d he says seriously.<\/p>\n \u201cBathrooms by definition are not,\u201d Tooru points out. \u201cClean. What will we tell our children?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWe\u2019ll tell them that we met over breakfast one day,\u201d says Koushi. He grabs for Tooru\u2019s hand, so sudden that Tooru lets him swing them back and forth. \u201cAnd you\u2019ve been pining for me so long and I\u2019ve been harboring a secret crush on you, too, because of all the classes we share. And you finally got the courage to come up to me\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAnd asked, \u2018Can I sit here?\u2019\u201d Tooru grins and adjusts his fingers so Koushi is holding onto them more comfortably.<\/p>\n \u201cYes,\u201d Koushi says, returning the grin. \u201cAnd I said, \u2018Sure, of course\u2019\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAnd as soon as I sat down, you spilled your water all over me!\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIt was a mess,\u201d Koushi agrees. \u201cBut you had an extra pair of trousers in your bag, and I came into the bathroom to apologize\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAnd I kissed you,\u201d Tooru finishes.<\/p>\n They stand outside the cafeteria, beaming stupidly at each other. Then Tooru sighs and lets go of Koushi\u2019s hand, slapping his own to his forehead.<\/p>\n \u201cBathrooms<\/em>,\u201d he says exasperatedly. \u201cWe\u2019ve come to\u00a0bathrooms<\/em>\u00a0again.\u201d<\/p>\n Koushi laughs and crowds into Tooru\u2019s space, but not unpleasantly and certainly welcome. He winds his fingers with Tooru\u2019s again, this time with both hands, stepping in front of him so that their faces are only centimeters apart.<\/p>\n \u201cI suppose it\u2019s just meant to be,\u201d he teases, breath warm against Tooru\u2019s lips.<\/p>\n And they\u2019ve only been dating for less than a few hours, and the mint toothpaste Koushi had used earlier is overwhelmed by the taste of his breakfast, but Tooru closes the gap and kisses him anyway. The details don\u2019t matter when Koushi is smiling into his mouth and their hands are soft against each other. The best part is that Tooru gets to do this, right now.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n Day 15<\/b><\/p>\n The longest day Suga\u2019s ever had in uni is not today, but it comes close. He wants to collapse because of his exams, and then meetings with his professors, and last-minute essays that he didn\u2019t think he\u2019d forgotten about, and then the cafeteria was supposed to serve his favorite food today, and didn\u2019t, and Suga comes home wanting to go to sleep immediately.<\/p>\n He can\u2019t, because he hasn\u2019t changed out of his day clothes yet, which are all dirty from the sweat that\u2019s produced just from the stress. Suga shucks his clothes off and changes into his pajamas. From the ground, his shorts buzz, and he sighs before bending down to find his cellphone in the pile. It buzzes again.<\/p>\n (From: Daichi)\u00a0Asahi and I are waiting for you…<\/em><\/p>\n (From: Asahi)\u00a0Did you still want to skype tonight?<\/em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n Suga sighs and types out a reply, because it\u2019s been a while since his last video call with them. That had been when he\u2019d told them that he\u2019s dating Tooru now, and Daichi yelled congratulations while Asahi kind of floundered at Suga calling him\u00a0Tooru<\/em>\u00a0still, not Oikawa. Suga had scolded Daichi for not saying anything, too, and then demanded that he drag Iwaizumi over for his share of yelling. Off-camera he\u2019d heard Iwaizumi holler that Tooru had done enough indignant shouting at them, but Suga and Tooru have different styles; Tooru had probably just whined to him for two hours. Though, it\u2019s probably just as bad as getting scolded, Suga thinks fondly.<\/p>\n (To: Asahi, Daichi)\u00a0Too tired, sorry! Tomorrow though, I promise.<\/em><\/p>\n (To: Daichi, Suga)\u00a0Oh that\u2019s okay, goodnight!!<\/em><\/p>\n (To: Asahi, Suga)\u00a0Your old age is weaning you down. Night!<\/em><\/p>\n Suga rolls his eyes and rests his phone on his dresser. He gets up and goes to the bathroom, humming to himself as he does. The door leading to Tooru\u2019s room is unlocked, but usually there\u2019s no reason for them to lock it\u2014Suga brushes his teeth with Tooru\u2019s toothpaste and glances at Tooru\u2019s side of the sink. He grabs Tooru\u2019s hairspray and switches places with Suga\u2019s hand lotion, beaming to himself in the mirror.<\/p>\n Through the mirror, he can see that the post-it note from this morning is still on the clear shower door. It\u2019d originally been from Tooru, this morning, but Suga had used the bathroom second and scribbled an additional note on it instead of grabbing one of his own.<\/p>\n I hope you have a good day, Koushi!~*<\/em><\/p>\n CALL ME SUGA!!!<\/em><\/p>\n Suga gargles and then spits into the sink, rinsing his mouth before shutting the sink off and going back to his bedroom. He doesn\u2019t lock the bathroom door. He rubs his eyes and goes to shut off the light, before collapsing onto his mattress, curling onto his side, falling asleep.<\/p>\n Some time later he\u2019s awoken by the sound of a door creaking. Suga tenses immediately, half-asleep. A strip of light is shining onto the wall, but then it\u2019s gone and someone warm is crawling into bed with him.<\/p>\n Suga murmurs, against his pillow, \u201cYou\u2019re bad luck.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHmm?\u201d Tooru snuffles and brings his nose against Suga\u2019s neck. It\u2019s cool and a little damp and Suga smiles despite himself.<\/p>\n \u201cYou told me to have a good day this morning,\u201d Suga mumbles. His throat is wet from sleep but his eyes have adjusted to the darkness. He leans back into Tooru more. \u201cI had the longest day ever.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh?\u201d Tooru\u2019s chuckle is breathy against his neck. \u201cIs that my fault now?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cObviously,\u201d Suga huffs. But Tooru\u2019s arms around his middle squeeze him comfortingly in response, and a warmth in the middle of Suga\u2019s chest\u2014on the inside, and hard to place\u2014rises to his throat, at the feeling of Tooru\u2019s around him.<\/p>\n He turns around so he\u2019s facing Tooru. He crinkles his nose, because, \u201cYou smell like shrimp.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cProbably because I just ate some shrimp chips,\u201d says Tooru. \u201cAnd if I recall, they\u2019re your favorite.\u201d<\/p>\n Suga rolls his eyes even though he knows Tooru can\u2019t see him. \u201cNot secondhand,\u201d he says. \u201cKissing someone who tastes like shrimp is not the same as actually eating shrimp.\u201d<\/p>\n He\u2019s pretty sure Tooru raises his eyebrows, despite the darkness. \u201cIs that a proposition?\u201d Tooru asks.<\/p>\n They both lean in at the same time, and it\u2019s warm and slow, slower than the rest of the day. Suga sighs into Tooru\u2019s mouth, feeling the rest of his body awaken, as Tooru licks into him, kisses him until the shrimp taste is out of his mouth. Then it\u2019s just Tooru and Suga is kissing back, pressing themselves closer as their hands wander to other, more awakened parts of their body.<\/p>\n Later, Tooru falls asleep with his chin in the soft of Suga\u2019s hair, dozing gently. Suga kisses his shoulder and feels lucky, as he goes back to sleep, too.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n Day 32<\/b><\/p>\n \u201cGood morning!\u201d<\/p>\n Tooru beams as he strides across the bedroom, going over to Koushi\u2019s bed to shake him awake. Koushi grumbles as he rolls over under his comforter\u2014Koushi had gotten in later than Tooru yesterday, and apparently doesn\u2019t understand that Tooru does not care at all if Koushi ends up waking him in the middle of the night just to get into bed with him. Koushi is ridiculous, Tooru thinks, but then again: he\u2019s the one waking Koushi up by kissing his eyelids.<\/p>\n \u201cI should start locking the bathroom door,\u201d Koushi grumbles, with his eyes still closed.<\/p>\n Tooru pulls back, pretending to be offended. \u201cKoushi, you\u00a0wound<\/em>\u00a0me,\u201d he says emphatically. \u201cYou would shut me out like that?\u201d<\/p>\n Koushi opens one eye and just stares at him.<\/p>\n \u201cWe practically live together,\u201d Tooru points out, sifting his fingers through Koushi\u2019s mussy hair. It\u2019s messy and feathery, and frequently Tooru wants to bury his face in it. He does, sometimes, when Koushi is waiting for him in the hallway and Tooru comes up to him from behind and nuzzles him. He likes that Koushi is so much shorter than him. Koushi always yelps and berates him afterward.<\/p>\n \u201cYeah,\u201d Koushi says sleepily, although he\u2019s rolling over on his back to face him. \u201cIwaizumi said that we\u2019re probably moving too fast.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIwa-chan doesn\u2019t have a girlfriend, what does he know,\u201d Tooru scoffs.<\/p>\n Koushi watches him. \u201cYou\u2019ll have to admit that it\u2019s pretty fast, though,\u201d he says. \u201cWe went from neighbors to cohabiting.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDating<\/em>,\u201d Tooru cuts in, lifting his index finger. \u201cNeighbors to\u00a0dating<\/em>\u00a0to cohabiting.\u201d<\/p>\n Koushi rolls his eyes.<\/p>\n \u201cNow come on,\u201d says Tooru. \u201cAre you going to shower or not?\u201d<\/p>\n Koushi follows him after Tooru gets up, stepping over things and stumbling a bit like he\u2019s recovering from sleep. Tooru walks to the bathroom and starts taking off his clothes, as Koushi closes the door behind him.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat are you doing that for?\u201d Tooru asks, stripping his shirt off. \u201cIt\u2019s not like anyone\u2019s going to come in.\u201d<\/p>\n Koushi\u2019s cheeks are pink and he glares with no heat. \u201cTo give us\u00a0some<\/em>\u00a0semblance of privacy. Even if no one\u2019s going to come in,\u201d he mutters.<\/p>\n \u201cLeave my side open,\u201d Tooru calls as he steps into the shower, mostly to tease. But Koushi goes to his side of the bathroom and closes that door too, before returning to the middle and taking his clothes off.<\/p>\n Tooru can\u2019t help himself; he stares. Koushi is light and peachy, freckles around his shoulders and nimble in places that Tooru has seen before. He steps into the shower when he\u2019s done and gives Tooru a look.<\/p>\n \u201cStop staring,\u201d he admonishes, closing the door behind him.<\/p>\n \u201cI can\u2019t help it,\u201d says Tooru, reaching around to run his hands down the planes of Koushi\u2019s back.<\/p>\n \u201cYou definitely can.\u201d Koushi gently pushes Tooru\u2019s hands off of him and reaches for the shampoo. \u201cHere. Wash my hair.\u201d<\/p>\n This isn\u2019t new, either. Tooru supposes nothing is when you know how someone lives. They say that you don\u2019t learn all the sides of someone until you\u2019ve lived with them, but the period where he and Koushi had only been communicating with post-its on a mirror had told Tooru enough. Koushi makes small noises when Tooru kneads his fingers in Koushi\u2019s hair, head tilted back as the bubbles run down his smooth neck. Tooru is a little hypnotized at just feeling his nails scrape against his scalp, getting Koushi like this.<\/p>\n When Koushi turns around, he warns, \u201cDon\u2019t kiss me. You\u2019re going to get soap in both of our eyes.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDuly noted,\u201d says Tooru, as Koushi reaches up to grab Tooru\u2019s shampoo bottle, too. \u201cBut what if I can\u2019t help myself from that, too?\u201d<\/p>\n Koushi shrugs, though his cheeks are pink and he\u2019s glancing off to the side. \u201cI guess I wouldn\u2019t mind too much,\u201d he says.<\/p>\n Tooru doesn\u2019t kiss him, because he doesn\u2019t want to get soap in his eyes, either. But afterwards, when they\u2019re toweling each other off, Tooru wraps his towel around his waist as Koushi goes to put toothpaste on his toothbrush. \u201cWe\u2019re not in the shower anymore,\u201d he says, resting his hands on Koushi\u2019s hips.<\/p>\n Koushi lifts his eyes up to meet Tooru\u2019s in the mirror. \u201cYour powers of observation are astounding,\u201d he says dryly.<\/p>\n He doesn\u2019t protest when Tooru turns him around, though, toothbrush still in his hand. \u201cYou should really kiss me after I\u2019ve brushed my teeth,\u201d Koushi says.<\/p>\n \u201cI really should,\u201d Tooru says. He leans down to kiss Koushi anyway.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n Day 49<\/b><\/p>\n This is awful. I\u2019d rather be sleeping<\/em>, reads the note passed to him from the next desk over. Suga glances up at him, but Tooru\u2019s full attention is at the front of the classroom, mechanical pencil fiddled between his hands. Suga reads from the notebook again, then places it back on Tooru\u2019s desk before going back to his own notes.<\/p>\n A minute later after scribbling down an equation, something is poking his elbow. Suga lifts his head up, and the notebook from before is placed on top of his own.<\/p>\n Reply to me!<\/em><\/p>\n Suga rolls his eyes. He catches a glimpse of Tooru smiling from the corner of his mouth, the eraser of his pencil tapping against his desk every once in a while. Suga sighs and brings his own pencil to the paper.<\/p>\n What do you want me to say? You\u2019re obviously not sleeping.<\/em><\/p>\n He hands the notebook back to Tooru, who takes it like he\u2019s trying to be imperceptible. It\u2019s ridiculous because plenty of other students are chattering away just fine, in hushed tones under their breath. Suga continues taking notes, one ear on the professor\u2019s voice.<\/p>\n Tooru\u2019s notebook comes back to him, this time slipping into his lap. At least Tooru has the thought to not ruin his notes.<\/p>\n Yes, but I would like to be. In your bed. With you.<\/em><\/p>\n My bed\u2019s too bouncy. I doubt it.<\/em><\/p>\n He hands the notebook back and tries to resume his notes, from where the he left off on what the lecturer is saying. But his attention is misplaced now, and Suga finds himself peering over at Tooru instead, waiting for his next message.<\/p>\n I can sacrifice bounciness for the company<\/em>\u00a0is Tooru\u2019s next note. He\u2019s also drawn a little doodle of him and Suga sleeping in bed together. Suga rolls his eyes and tells him,\u00a0Draw this on your next post-it<\/em>, with a little arrow pointing to the picture.<\/p>\n After, they jostle out of the hall together, Suga saying, \u201cSo Kuroo says that there\u2019s this party tonight\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI heard,\u201d Tooru replies, fastening his arm around Suga\u2019s waist. \u201cHe said that we\u2019re not allowed to just kiss each other the whole time. Can you believe him?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNot at all,\u201d Suga says sarcastically, laughing. \u201cWe\u2019re going then?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIf we\u2019re not, I don\u2019t know who I\u2019m going to kiss otherwise,\u201d Tooru jokes.<\/p>\n They don\u2019t, though, for Bokuto\u2019s and Yaku\u2019s sakes, and Kuroo\u2019s on Suga\u2019s part. Tooru pretends to try to kiss Kuroo for a moment, and Suga is laughing as Kuroo practically jumps away with a hiss. Bokuto and Yaku are doubled over in laughter, too, Bokuto going to swing an arm around Kuroo\u2019s shoulders.<\/p>\n \u201cHe doesn\u2019t know what he\u2019s missing,\u201d Suga tells Tooru as Tooru rejoins him at his side. Tooru just smirks and takes a sip of his drink.<\/p>\n \u201cBelieve me,\u201d Kuroo says. \u201cI\u2019m glad I don\u2019t know what I\u2019m missing.\u201d He grumbles with Bokuto just laughs loudly in his ear again, but doesn\u2019t pull away when Bokuto pecks his cheek.<\/p>\n \u201cSo are you going back for summer break?\u201d Yaku asks Suga, as Tooru chatters with Kuroo and Bokuto about volleyball games. He does with Suga, too, and Suga is only too happy to humor him because Tooru always lights up when he does. But Bokuto and Kuroo are his actual teammates, and Yaku isn\u2019t as loud as them, thank god.<\/p>\n Suga nods. \u201cYeah, probably,\u201d he says. Tooru is talking with his hands enthusiastically. Bokuto is hanging on his every word.<\/p>\n Yaku rolls his eyes. \u201cWith your\u00a0boyfriend<\/em>?\u201d he teases.<\/p>\n Suga tries not to blush. \u201cNaturally,\u201d he says, shifting in Tooru\u2019s arms. Tooru squeezes Suga\u2019s shoulder even though they\u2019re not looking at each other.<\/p>\n \u201cOh god,\u201d Yaku says, covering his grin with his hand. \u201cYour face just went all\u00a0soft<\/em>\u00a0and\u00a0ridiculous<\/em>\u2014you two.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHush,\u201d Suga chides. \u201cI\u2019m sure you\u2019ll miss me after we leave.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019ll have to find a replacement for you,\u201d Yaku says forlornly. \u201cWho will ever take your place?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou would try to replace me?\u201d Suga pretends to be offended.<\/p>\n \u201cIt\u2019d be hard,\u201d says Yaku. \u201cNo one\u2019s as\u2026\u00a0you<\/em>, as you.\u201d He gestures Suga up and down. \u201cI suppose I\u2019ll just be alone all summer,\u201d he sighs dramatically.<\/p>\n Bokuto jumps into the conversation, exclaiming, \u201cNo you won\u2019t, Yaku! You\u2019ll have me and Kuroo!\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYeah,\u201d Kuroo grins. \u201cYou\u2019ll have us.\u201d<\/p>\n Yaku sighs again, \u201cI suppose I\u2019ll just be alone all summer.\u201d<\/p>\n Suga laughs into Tooru\u2019s neck.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n Day 57<\/b><\/p>\n Last night, Tooru had scrawled on a post-it note,\u00a0Goodnight, I love you<\/em>, and stuck it to Koushi\u2019s side of the mirror. He\u2019d gone to bed and woken up alone, because this is one of the days where Koushi comes home later than he does, though some of those days are less frequent after Koushi and Yaku had invited him to lunch at Yaku\u2019s for the first time. Yaku is blunt but friendly, and Tooru absently wonders what he\u2019d be like if he talked with Iwa.<\/p>\n He doesn\u2019t wake up because of his alarm this morning, but because he\u2019d heard his bathroom door click, like Koushi had been thinking about coming into Tooru\u2019s room, maybe joining him in bed, or just wanting to see him before slipping out. Tooru thinks the possibilities through as he rubs an eye and heads over to the bathroom, maybe bothering Koushi with the taste of his morning breath before properly getting ready for the day.<\/p>\n Before he can, though, he spots a post-it on his mirror.\u00a0I love you too<\/em>, it says, on the bright pink paper. Tooru beams at it. Ignoring his reflection, he rips it off and clutches it in his hands, the crumpled paper hot against his skin, feeling more awake than ever.<\/p>\n He opens the door to Koushi\u2019s bedroom without even knocking. Koushi is half-dressed in the middle of the room, and yelps when Tooru comes in.<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m changing!\u201d he says, kind of helplessly, as Tooru goes over to him and bats his shirt down so he can see him properly.<\/p>\n \u201cI love you,\u201d Tooru says, putting his hands at Koushi\u2019s sides.<\/p>\n Koushi huffs. \u201cI heard,\u201d he says, but he\u2019s smiling and straightening his shirt down on his chest. \u201cCan you believe that we said it through post-it notes first instead of in person?\u201d<\/p>\n Over time, Tooru has learned a lot about Koushi, more than just hearing him in their bathroom or through the thick wood of their doors. Koushi bites his lip when he\u2019s nervous and lies with a straight face and sometimes is stuck in his mind so much that Tooru has to squeeze his hand before Koushi shakes his head to clear it. Koushi is one of those people where, when Tooru looks back on everything and really thinks about it, everything he\u2019s become to Tooru had been inevitable from the start. Sometimes things just fall into place without either of them trying.<\/p>\n So Tooru says, \u201cYeah, I really can believe it,\u201d and kisses Koushi, who tastes strongly of toothpaste and lets Tooru for a second before pulling away.<\/p>\n \u201cEugh,\u201d Koushi says, the bridge of his nose wrinkling adorably. \u201cYou\u2019ve still got morning breath.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI know, isn\u2019t it strange?\u201d Tooru teases. \u201cAfter all, it doesn\u2019t make sense, when I woke up to the sound of\u00a0someone<\/em>\u00a0almost coming in, and seeing a note on the mirror\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n Koushi laughs. \u201cI love you, too,\u201d he says, before Tooru can finish, and he leans in to kiss Tooru again, morning breath aside.<\/p>\n Neither of them are very busy this morning, because Koushi\u2019s accursed (and sometimes welcome) morning class isn\u2019t today, and Tooru always takes Mondays off practice, so they take their time. Some time after, when they\u2019re in Tooru\u2019s room, Koushi\u2019s head cradled on his naked shoulder, Koushi shifts so his chin is pressed in the space above Tooru\u2019s armpit.<\/p>\n \u201cIs that your calendar?\u201d he asks, glancing at Tooru\u2019s pinboard.<\/p>\n Tooru makes a noise of assent, fondling his fingers through Koushi\u2019s hair.<\/p>\n But Koushi lifts himself up to get a better look. \u201cBig game soon?\u201d he asks, because there are marks on Tooru\u2019s calendar, tiny little blue ones like the post-it notes that Tooru uses occasionally. In fact, there are fifty-six marks. Tooru still needs to make one for today.<\/p>\n Tooru hums. \u201cNo, not really.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat are those little marks for, then?\u201d<\/p>\n Tooru tries to be smooth, though he feels his skin warm as soon as the question leaves Koushi\u2019s mouth. He coughs a little into his fist, and Koushi turns to him curiously.<\/p>\n \u201cThe days since I saw you in the hall,\u201d Tooru says, and Koushi\u2019s eyebrows furrow adorably until the expression clears up on his face.<\/p>\n \u201cSince we started dating?\u201d he asks.<\/p>\n Tooru shrugs. \u201cWell I don\u2019t know if that moment would count,\u201d he says, as a smile slides over Koushi\u2019s face. \u201cWe didn\u2019t truly go on a date until breakfast, so\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n Koushi laughs and crawls into Tooru\u2019s lap. \u201cYou told\u00a0me<\/em>\u00a0to keep track of that,\u201d he says, hovering over him, hands on either side of Tooru\u2019s middle.<\/p>\n \u201cWell you\u2019ve already got one responsibility under your belt,\u201d says Tooru. \u201cI figured I could offer myself up to help you.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHelp me,\u201d Koushi snorts, but he kisses the side of Tooru\u2019s mouth anyway. Tooru kisses back, deep and happy, all the way until his alarm tells them that they need to run to class.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n SUMMER<\/b><\/p>\n Tooru\u2019s hand is loose around Suga\u2019s. His other is resting on top of his backpack, protectively, and he barely moves a muscle as the train rattles, jostling them every so often. Suga keeps them in place on the bench, careful not to let go of Tooru. His own backpack is sitting next to him, squeezed between the clear plastic panel and Suga\u2019s side.<\/p>\n Suga reads with one hand, absentmindedly stroking his thumb over the back of Tooru\u2019s palm as he does. Tooru had insisted that he doesn\u2019t sleep on trains, he\u2019s very good at staying awake. Suga knows; Tooru\u2019s roped him into watching movie marathons before, even though Suga gets tired after one or two of them. Tooru likes to keep watching though, so he\u2019d let Suga rest his head on his lap and sometimes Suga would wake up with a few strands of hair between Tooru\u2019s fingers, like he\u2019d been playing with them. Tooru likes to do that.<\/p>\n He\u2019d had an intramural game earlier, though, that Suga had watched along with the crowd from the bleachers. Suga had gotten tired just from\u00a0<\/em>spectating, because Tooru is like how he\u2019d been during high school, but better. Suga cheered for him and Tooru winked at him and Bokuto had shouted, \u201cWhat\u2019s up, Suga!\u201d and Kuroo had feigned gagging. Akaashi had been there too, filming the game, except Yaku would sometimes step into his range of vision and Akaashi would snap at him to move and Suga would giggle each time.<\/p>\n Suga\u2019s looking forward to going back, partially to surprise everyone that his boyfriend is Oikawa Tooru, even though he knows Daichi and his big mouth already told everyone. 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