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𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 - 𝘴𝘶𝘨𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘢 𝘬𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘩𝘪

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characters/ship: sugawara koushi
word count: 2083
tw: eating disorder, puking
note: based on an idol au i have going on on Instagram @riverhqau
type: angsty fluff

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"Sugawara, please see me in my office."

The silver-haired man looked up from his laptop at his senior, before closing the machine and treading behind his steps. He knew what was going to happen, and he didn't want to face it.

"Stand, you need the exercise anyway." Ah, there it was. His boss plopped onto his spinny chair, leaving Sugawara the only one standing in the room.

"Grab the weight." No, fuck, no, no, no, no. Did he notice? I got a little loose this week, but it can't be that bad. "You know where it is, take it out. Now."

Sugawara took a gulp, reaching for the scale that was under the couch which was backed against the wall. He dragged the metal out, his heart racing as he stared at the small screen at the top.

"Step on it."

He kicked off his shoes and took a wobbly step onto the glass surface. The screen lit up as the numbers increased at lightning speed.

"The other leg, up."

"I'm sorry, I can't."

"You can't? Or you don't want to." Sugawara took a peek at his boss. He had his arms crossed in front of his chest as he stared down at him, a scowl and a smirk, or a mixture of both on his face. Knowing what would happen if he didn't comply, he stood on the scale, forced his eyes shut as the numbers increased.

"Look at it." He didn't dare open his eyes. "Open your eyes now, or do you want me to make you."

Sugawara opened his eyes, and the number on the screen almost made him gag. 56kg. 56 fucking kilograms. He could feel the fat clinging onto his frame, everything became so clear and evident to him.

His brain was going fuzzy, the number blaring into his skull, so much that he could see stars. He bolted out of the office and made a dash to the bathroom, ignoring his teammates' calls back at the lounge, and locked himself in a stall.

It was almost a reflex, when he kneeled in front of the toilet, stuffing two fingers down his throat until he felt his lunch making a comeback. The contents came splashing onto the toilet bowl, the burn in his throat causing Sugawara to tear up.

It was until he was drawing up bile, he felt complete. It's for my job, for the fans. He left the bathroom after washing his hands thoroughly and popping a mint into his mouth, swirling the white piece of candy around, washing away all the nasty scent.

"Sugawara! Are you alright? What happened!" Atsumu ran up, "You're all sweaty and stuff!" He had his hands on his forehead, checking for a temperature or something.

"I'm fine Atsumu-kun, it was just a bad lunch. Don't worry so much." The explanation seemed to sit right with Atsumu as his frown was replaced with a smile.

"Okay then! Do you wanna watch Kenma play?" Sugawara nodded, letting the younger boy drag him to their drummer, both of them taking a seat beside said musician.

But he couldn't concentrate on the game. The two-digit number was consuming his entire brain, clouding his thoughts and blocking every rational thought.

Dinner time soon came around and Sugawara excused himself, lying that he was tired and went back into the dorms. He felt disgusting.

Grabbing his clothes, he made his way into the shared bathroom, stripping with his back facing the mirror cause he just can't look at himself through the reflective surface right now. He stepped into the shower, the hot water beating his skin.