Promised Love//DaiSuga Haikyuu

Part 2: Fate

I do believe in fate

The future isn't what is dictates

Because I also believe;

That it would put a choice on display

On any given day

A choice we'd choose anyway

Lying on the couch, I began to think. What if we haven't met? What if you never came to me in that 5th-grade boy's bathroom, would we have found a way to still meet?

A paper hit my head. "Don't think so much! You'll get a headache!"

I laughed and sat up giving space for Suga. "So...have you accepted the job proposal from the sketchy photographing industry?"

He hit me again. "It's not sketchy Dai-chan! It's a once in a lifetime opportunity for me, they are a super-rich company! Plus they pay me a lot just for doing the things I love, a win-win situation for me."

Taking the newspaper from his hand I pointed it at his face. "By the way, when did you get the time to write the resume? You have a university, lots and lots of friends, and parents that you take care of."

He scoffed taking the newspaper back from me. "Unlike you, I can manage my time properly. Now time to interrogate you, have you even finished your resume?"

I leaned back on the couch. "Almost."

"It's been 'almost' for three days now. Ya know, your gonna have to get a job sooner or later. Those student loans aren't just going to disappear." Suga sighed.

"Maybe if I pray enough it would."

.....

Another hit on the forehead.

"Come! I made dinner!"

"Sure, sure, mom."

This time the newspaper came flying to my head. "Just shut up and eat uselessly, broke, university student!"

I quickly ran to the kitchen taking a seat on one of our chairs. The food smelt good, my favourite, shoyu ramen. Suga learned how to cook specifically because I love food...and because I can't cook either.

I'm really happy, with this man. We have been best friends, I forgot how many years but I don't want to leave him. I don't want him to leave too.

I'm so glad that he came to me back then despite me shouting at him, I'm so glad that fate decided to bring us together.

"Ughhh...What are you thinking about?" He poked his chopstick at me.

"You aren't supposed to use a chopstick like that." I grinned and wiped off the food from my hand.

"What are you? My dad?"

.....

"Cheeky bastard."

Suga laughed and I ultimately joined him. "Soooo....you didn't answer my question."

I sighed and looked down at my food poking at the fried egg. "I was just thinking about when we met."

"Oh my gosh?! That thing?! Dude that was so long ago." He chuckled.

I looked away embarrassed. "Whatever."

Suga stopped laughing and placed his hand on the back of mine. "C'mon, tell me about it."

Looking back at his warm face I couldn't help but feel easily comforted, having no worry about him laughing at me. Because, he knows when he has to stop, it's just his intuition he says.

"Well, I was thinking about if we never met, what would our lives be like? Would we even still know each other? Would we have other friends that we roommate with? Woul-"

"I think...that we would have eventually found each other."

He smiled looking at me and held my hand tighter.

"Someday we would've crossed paths and immediately clicked as we did back then. Afterwards, we would be like this. Close friends. Best friends for life. And if destiny didn't let us have our way, I would fight. I would fight destiny to be your friend."

I looked at him. "But destiny did let us have our way. Are you still happy?"

"Of course I am. I couldn't ask for more." He said.

"Nothing more? Really? You don't want anything more from me?" I asked.

His eyes went wide open and his hand tensed against mine. He quickly pulled it away, his cheeks pink. I reached over the table and put my hand on his shoulder as I called out his name.

"A-ah sorry Dai-chan. I guess the question caught me off guard." He chuckled and scratched the back of his head.

I frowned and grabbed his head in my palms. "I mean if there's anything you want from me, anything at all, I wouldn't mind giving it to you."

At this point, he couldn't even look at me in the eyes. His hands were shaking and his cheeks were flushed. He shouldn't be this embarrassed to ask me this, should he?

I sighed and let my hands travel down his shoulders, crossing his elbow, and I held both of his hands in my firm grip. "I don't remember if I ever told you this, but the reason I shouted at you that day was um..."

Suga finally looked up and cocked his head to one side. 

I took a deep breath and continued. "It was because I guess I was a little taken back by how you treated everyone the same way, with the same kindness. Although, in the same way, I was angry. Angry that no one else would be treated differently, in a special way, by you. I guess, I also kind of wished that you would treat me special too..."

Widening my eyes at what I said, I looked up at Suga and he turned a deeper red. Taking my hands away and feeling my cheeks burn, I wished that the earth would swallow me whole.

How could I look him in the eyes again?

~Vincent