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Suga's Pov:
Iwaizumi showed me to the bathroom that was connected to his bedroom, where I could change clothes. He gave me some of his clothes, and I felt like I was dreaming.
I took my clothes off and got into the shorts and black hoodie he gave me. Both things where very big on me, but I liked them. First, they where comfy. Second, they where Iwa's clothes and they smelt like him.
I was nervous to walk out of the bathroom. Before finally deciding to leave, I tried to calm my red, blushing face down by throwing cold water on my face. I took a few deep breathes before walking into the room.
Big mistake. Very, very big mistake.
When I walked into the room, iwaizumi was pulling a shirt on. I was stuck to my place in the doorframe, just watching his defined back muscles as they hid behind the shirt. I quickly hid my face in my hands as he turned around.
"Sorry! I walked in on you changing!" I panicked, completely embarrassed.
It was silent, and then a laugh followed. I sneaked a look through my fingers, and it was Iwa laughing.
"It's alright Suga, I was just putting a shirt on." He said, as his laugh died down.
I nodded and followed him out of the room. We walked to the kitchen, where he opened a window.
"You don't smoke, right?" He asked.
I shook my head and he nodded. He made some coffee, and we sat at the kitchen counter. We drank the coffee in silent. It was all going well, except for the fact that our legs kept brushing against each others. I felt my cheeks go red every time it happened. After we finished drinking the coffee, I stayed sat down while Iwaizumi stood by the window, smoking.
"Iwa, can I ask you something?" I asked.
He looked back at me, let out some smoke of his cigarette and nodded.
"How come you have such a nice place even though you've only just opened up your tattoo shop?" I asked, suddenly feeling as if I asked too much. "Actually, f-forget that! I'm being nosy!"
Iwa let out a laugh and turned back to the window.
"It's alright, it's not a secret anyways." Iwa started, and I listened closely. "My dad owns a company, and he's rich, so he gave me money to get this house and open the tattoo shop."
"Right, right. Are you taking over his company too? Isn't that what usually people do?" I asked, feeling comfortable with asking.
"Usually, yes. However, I've never liked business and that stuff. It's too pressuring, ya know?" Iwa said, taking another smoke of the cigarette. "My entire family wanted me to take over it. My childhood was basically taken away. It was replaced with business knowledge, but at 16, I got bored of it. I refused to take over, and eventually, my family agreed and...gave up on me. My dad gave me 5 million pounds, and told me to go. I took my tattooing course, and now I'm here."
It was silent for a bit after that. I was shocked, to be honest. I'd never expect Iwaizumi to have gone through that.
After he finished smoking, I stood up and walked over to him. I wrapped my arms around him, and hugged him.
"I'm sorry." I apologized, as Iwaizumi turned around in my arms.
I pulled away, but Iwaizumi held me in place. He wrapped his arms around me, and hugged me. Tight. I hugged him back, of course, and it was great. It was as if...he really needed this hug.
"Thank you, Suga." He thanked me, resting his head on top of mine.
"Thank you for what? I've done nothing." I said, laughing and pulling away to look at him.
"Yes, yes you have. You've listened to me, and not commented on it, not judged me for my decisions. Most people would judge, so thank you." He said, smiling.
I smiled back and then we decided to go to sleep. Iwaizumi insisted on me sleeping in his bed, and him sleeping on the sofa, but I didn't want that. I should sleep on the sofa, I'm the guest.
"We're going to argue over this all night long, aren't we?" Iwaizumi said, sighing.
I nodded and he walked to the huge bed.
"Well, just get in. There is nothing wrong with it, as long as you don't kill me in my sleep." He said, pulling the covers over his body.
"I would never." I said, smiling.
I walked to the bed, and I felt my hands shaking as I nervously got onto the bed. I covered myself with the covers, and faced my back to Iwaizumi.
"Goodnight Iwa." I said, closing my eyes.
"Goodnight Suga, sweet dreams." Iwa said, and even without looking, I knew he was smiling.
I felt asleep quickly, the thoughts of being in the same bed as Iwaizumi making me fall asleep.
