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Suga’s just a little concerned about how this year’s dares are going to go.
It’s a stupid tradition. One of their stupid traditions. Most of their traditions are stupid, really. Though this one in particular is pretty dumb. Not that Suga minds it terribly. It’s just that Tanaka’s enthusiasm and reverence for The End-Of-First-Year Dares is a bit much. He’s been regaling his juniors with stories, from the year prior and from the years when Saeko was in high school. Tanaka is hyping the whole thing up too much. It’s just a Do-A-Stupid-Thing-For-The-Duration-Of-A-Day type of deal. Goofy, harmless stuff thought up by the rest of the team. After all, Suga’s dare was to make up his face so his mole was on the opposite side. His seniors at the time thought it was hilarious. Most people didn’t even notice. This year’s dares seem to be of much the same sort. Most of them had been fairly easy to come up with too. Kageyama was to pin back his bangs for the day, using a cute floral clip of course. Hinata had been given a pair of platform shoes to wear as something of a rehash of Nishinoya’s stilt dare from last year. Tsukishima was going to ditch his glasses in favour of contacts, if only to appease his brother’s enthusiasm for this old tradition.
Coming up with something for Yamaguchi had been a bit more difficult. Tsukishima had been quick to put the kibosh on any jabs at Yamaguchi’s appearance. Well, he’d done so in true Tsukishima fashion, with a scathing ‘that’s just lame’. Didn’t make it any less kind of him. Not that any of the ideas were particularly mean, but jabbing at a sore point isn’t sporting anyway. Trouble being, most of the dares were based on that kind of thing. Height, hairstyle, facial features. Yamaguchi’s dare isn’t based on any of these things, when they finally come up with it. It’s based on the lacy purple thong Tanaka is twirling around his finger, a pair Saeko had rejected and never worn. Tsukishima looks properly scandalised by the idea, but doesn’t object. Yamaguchi looks horrified at first, after that he looks resigned. He begrudgingly takes the underwear from Tanaka and shoves it down to the bottom of his bag.
Leave it to Tanaka to come up with an idea like that.
That said, last year’s long, dark wig had suited him surprisingly well.