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- Bring Me With You!
Hinata had just gotten back to his room when his phone suddenly let out a short cheery ringtone, signalling an incoming mail. He hadn’t thought much of it then, thinking it might have been another one of Nishinoya’s regular silly mails. The boy proceeded to grab the phone in his bag sluggishly and laid down on his much sought after bed, his body weary from after-school practice.
It was good timing. He needed a good laugh. It had been quite an exhausting day for him at school, after all.
A few button clicks later proved that to be false.
Hinata stared at the mail address on the screen disbelievingly. Even though it was pretty clichéd, his heart skipped a beat. The message was from one of his seniors alright, just not Nishinoya.
“That’s weird,” mumbled Hinata under his breath, expectation swelling up in his chest despite himself. He had no idea why Sugawara would message him. It was unusual for the setter to do so. Not that he minded one bit of course; it was very welcomed.
It couldn’t have been encouragement for him because it’s not like they have a volleyball match with another school anytime soon nor could it be an announcement about practice neither because the gym’s kind of booked for an event until next week, so he knew they could only start practice after. Curiosity won him over. He clicked the message open, wondering of its contents.
He read the short sentences over quickly, his eyes flicking across the phone’s screen. In an instant, Hinata’s expression brightened exponentially.
The boy nearly jumped out of bed in excitement, biting his bottom lips until it hurt just so that he wouldn’t disturb his family with his triumphant shouting. The last thing he wanted was Natsu barging in and shouting at him to be quiet. That’d be a total mood destroyer.
Without wasting a second longer, Hinata replied back with so much enthusiasm, he thought that it might be the first time he’d get hurt from texting someone back so fast – either by breaking his fingers for typing so furiously or from falling out of bed and hitting his head on the corner of his desk. Whichever comes first.
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[Suga-senpai : So…I got these two tickets…]
[Suga-senpai : Wanna come with me?]
[omg YES YES YES I WANT TO COME]
[Suga-senpai : to the amusement park?]
[wait where are we going?]
[Suga-senpai : …Hinata, I haven’t finished typing yet…]
[Doesn’t matter, still going!! Bring me with you!]
[Suga-senpai : Then, are you free tomorrow?]
[I AM NOW]
[Suga-senpai : See you at 8? Your house?]
[you’re coming over???]
[Suga-senpai : Tomorrow, yes]
[ASKJDNUISJOKLA!!]
[Suga-senpai : Try to calm down until then!]
[!!!!]
- This Time, YOU Need to Calm Down
It had gotten pretty late. The red alarm clock he had kept by his bedside dutifully displayed the time as 12.43 a.m. By right, he should’ve been asleep by now. He has to pick up Hinata early tomorrow to head off the weekend rush hour at the amusement park, so he can’t show up tardy.
Or with eye bags for that matter. Showing up for a date like that, it’d be pretty lame.
…Well, it would’ve been a date if they were more than in a kouhai/senpai relationship. As much as Suga had wanted it to be more, he was sure his feelings were just one-sided on his part. It seemed to him that the other was more…inclined…towards Kageyama. They were almost always together, their dynamic tight whether on or off court. And him? Sugawara just didn’t see any space for him to squeeze in in between that.
The setter stopped himself. He shook his head harshly as if to shake off the rampant thoughts running in his mind. It hardly did any wonders.
A pep talk. That’s what he needed. He should give himself one. That seemed like an idea.
“No, enough of that, Koushi.” A water bottle made its way into his bag, settled in between a set of extra clothes he had put in earlier. He fiddled with the bag’s zipper and closed it neatly.
“That’s why you invited Hinata right? That’s why you got a hold of those tickets that are currently on your desk. To con-“
His eyes travelled to his desk automatically as he muttered to himself about the tickets. It was then that he noticed the LED light blipping on his phone. A message. He stopped his short tirade and stood up.
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[Little Birb : Suga-san, Suga-san, Suga-san~]
[Let me guess. Can’t sleep, huh?]
[Little Birb : Yup! Got too excited! Can’t wait for tomorrow!]
[Now what did I say earlier?]
[You’re definitely going to be asleep in the middle of a ride later]
[Little Birb : Will not!]
[Little Birb : ah wait! you’re not sleeping are you rn?]
[Little Birb : sorrryyyyyyy!!!]
[actually, I’m packing]
[Little Birb : packing? Wow, as expected of Suga! You prepared for everything!]
[Yup. Got some water bottles, candies and cereal bars for snacks, extra clothes, zippy bags…]
[sunscreen lotion, some paper bags in case any of us feels like throwing up…]
[I feel like I’m forgetting something. Even with all these things bulging out my bag.]
[Little Birb : …Uh, senpai?]
[Little Birb : I think maybe this time YOU need to calm down.]
[eh?]
[Little Birb : lol don’t forget the tickets]
[done and done!]
- Why Don’t You Come On In First?
The next day came around quickly and Hinata was already downstairs by 7 to eat breakfast. He ate a great deal of cereal and toasts before belatedly remembering that he should’ve taken it easy. At this rate, the probability of him throwing up on even the kiddie rides would be set in stone.
He’d look so uncool! And in front of the one he has a crush on too!
He set his spoon back in his bowl hastily, fully intent on leaving the third bowl of cereal unfinished but under his mother’s disapproving look, Hinata picked the spoon back up again. Internally, Hinata could only wince in regret as he finished the bowl anyway, if only to get his mother’s glare away from him. Being under such unwavering scrutiny was not something he’d want to start the day with.
Right on time, the doorbell rang and the boy wasted no time pushing his chair back and rushing to the front door, his appreciation for the breakfast trailing in his wake.
When he opened the front door though, Hinata was at a loss of words.
It was indeed the person who he was waiting for, no mistake about that. Sugawara was clad in dark grey jeans and a simple blue graphic t-shirt complete with a visor on his head. A rare sight. It’s not every day that Hinata would get to see Suga in casual clothes. But that wasn’t the reason for his current lack of verbal skills.
Rather, he was just barely holding his laughter in.
A snicker escaped his lips. “Why don’t you come on in first? I see you didn’t calm down even after your dear kouhai told you so!” Hinata gestured to the obviously bulging backpack Suga was sporting.
Suga blushed at the remark. “Ah, well, you can’t be too careful.”
“But it’s very much possible to overpack!” countered the orange-haired boy as he tugged Sugawara inside. Suga let himself be dragged to the living room since there was no use in resistance.
This time, it was Suga’s turn to sneer, his tone smug at finding a weakness. “Speaking of calming down, what’s with those eye bags? Looks like I’m not the only one turning a deaf ear to advice!”
Hinata scoffed, not falling for the tease. “Says the one with eye bags too!”