Waving Through A Window

Meet (pt. 2)

"Wow, your house is really nice," Daichi said, looking around the room. The boy blushed and dipped his head, scratching the back of his neck.

"I guess. So, Daichi," Suga started. "Are you the person who's been walking around here lately?"

"Oh, yeah. Our ball was kicked out of our field one day and I had to get it, and I saw your house and thought, 'Wow, that's a pretty cool house. I wonder who lives there!'"

Daichi tried to hide how nervous he was. He didn't want to make a habit of lying, but if he had to to keep from losing a very new friendship, he would. You don't start out a friendship with someone telling them that you think they're very cute and would love to learn everything about them.

"Well, thank you for the card, but enough small talk! Would you like some watermelon?" Suga asked, gesturing towards the kitchen. His mother had bought a huge watermelon at the farmer's market the day before and the silver-haired teen had been dying to try it. Daichi's face lit up with a smile.

"I would love some!" Daichi said exitedly.

Suga led Daichi into the kitchen and pulled the already sliced watermelon out of the fridge, setting the plate on the counter. He motioned for Daichi to sit while he grabbed some napkins and a shaker of salt.

"What's the salt for?" Daichi asked, tilting his head to the side.

"You don't eat your watermelon with salt?" Suga responded, picking up a slice and sprinkling a light layer of salt on it. He took a bite, enjoying the feeling of his teeth splitting the fruit. When he had chewed and swallowed he looked up to Daichi, who had a look of disgust plastered on his face.

"I'm not trying to judge," Daichi said, swallowed. "But that's nasty, man."

"No, it's not! It's good!" Suga protested, defending himself and the way he chose to eat watermelon.

"How can that be good! You're putting salt on one of the sweetest fruits! That mix can't be edible."

"Don't knock it 'til you try it!" Suga sang, picking up and slice and putting some salt on it, handing it to Daichi. He looked at it for a moment, the skin of his nose wrinkling.

"I'm only going to try this because I want to be friends with you. To friendship, I guess," Dsichi sighed and took a bite of the watermelon. He immediately spit the piece out onto his napkin, hating the taste.

"Oh, come on! It can't be that bad!" Suga chided, pouting.

Daichi shook his head. "Oh, it is that bad."

Suga rolled his eyes and took another bite of his salt-covered watermelon. Daichi had taken his finger and was wiping the remaining salt off, disgust and disbelief still on his face.

Once the two had moved past their small argument, they ate a few more peices of the watermelon while telling facts about themselves. Daichi had been surprised when he found out that Suga had turned fifteen a few weeks ago, while Daichi's fifteenth birthday wasn't until December. Suga's mouth had twisted into a cheeky smile when he learned this, and had ruffled Daichi's hair and went on about how he should be "respecting his elders".

When the napkins and salt shaker had been put away the pair retired to the porch, basking in the soft summer sun. The yard was still muddy from the rain, but the cool breeze that washed over them made up for the fact that they couldn't play.

"Hey, Daichi?" Suga said suddenly, turning to his new friend. Daichi's eyes came down from the sky.

"Yes, Koushi? Is anything wrong?"

"No, I just wanted to say that I appreciate you coming and talking to me. Not many people our age come here, and I haven't made any lasting friends," Suga admitted, scratching the back of his neck nervously. He felt like he had put his feelings out on a platter for Daichi to examine and criticize.

"Oh, I'm sorry about that. Do you not have any friends at school?"

"I've been home-schooled my whole life, actually," Suga said, embarrassment clear on his face. He wasn't used to talking about his feelings with someone other than his bedroom ceiling.

Daichi grabbed Suga's hands, holding them in the space between them.

"Well, I now make it my duty to be your friend! Don't argue, you're stuck with me now," Daichi declared, determination in his eyes. Suga laughed and rolled his eyes.

"Oh, my hero!" Suga chirped. But, that was the wrong thing to do. He pulled his hand out of Daichi's to cover the dry coughs that erupted from his throat. When they subsided, Suga's throat was raw and his chest felt tight. All his muscles felt weak, and he had the sudden urge to lay down and sleep to try and rid his body of the exhaustion.

"Oh God, Koushi! Are you ok?" Daichi said, but it sounded far-off and distant, like he had cotton in his ears.

"Yep," He croaked, trying his hardest to not sound like he had swallowed two pounds of sand. "I just need to get inside."

Daichi nodded and stood up, pulling Suga with him. He put his arm around Suga's upper back to steady him, helping him to the door. Once inside, Suga directed them to his room, letting Daichi help him up the stairs. He was laid down on his bed, various stuffed animals piled around his body.

"Is everything alright?" A sweet voice sounded from the doorway. It was Suga's mother, standing with two glasses of milk in her hands. She had a packet of cookies tucked under one arm.

"I don't know," Daichi admitted. "He just started coughing and asked to come inside."

The woman's shoulders tensed, almost crushing the cookies under her arm. She set the food down on the nearest table and rushed over to her son, brushing his hair back from his forehead.

"I'm so sorry, but would you mind leaving? I need to take care of this. Would you mind showing yourself out?" Suga's mother said, no malice in her words. Only concern with a hint of worry. Daichi nodded, saying a quick goodbye before going down the stairs and out the front door.

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I COMPLETLY FORGOT TO UPDATE THIS IM SO SORRY LMAO

And school starts in a week and a half, so I might go on hiatus for a while with this. I might, I might not. We'll just have to see.

Have a nice day/night! [No takebacks]

~Daniel