The Art of Bad Choices | Haikyuu College (EDITING)

Rescue Team

"How many fingers do you see?"

"Three."

"And now?"

"Still three."

"Good, it seems like you're sober."

The dark parking filled with faint giggles as Y/N pushed Suna's fingers out of her face. "I was sober from the start." She said, leaning on the side of the car as the two waited for Osamu to come from the beach.

The man mirrored her gesture, examining her from head to toe. "Yeah? Then do a backflip."

His never fading smirk would make Y/N slightly pissed if she wasn't intoxicated, but at that moment all it did was to make her smile wider. Y/N felt her lips widening as she barely stopped herself from laughing. "Do a backflip yourself, I can't."

Suna straightened his back proudly. "You know why you can't do that? Because you, little miss, are high as fuck. And I'll tell you a secret." He bent to be on eye level with Y/N closer, his whisper taking a tone of the most hidden of his secrets. "I'm high too so I will not even try."

She felt his hot breath tickling her ear, but she didn't pull back. Instead, she turned her head to whisper back in his ear, trying to sound as mysterious as he did.

"Lame." She stated and, feeling Suna's hand landing on her arm, started wiggling in his grip.

"Nooo, I thought we are friends." He said with a mock hurt tone. "I hate to say this, but you are screwed." His fingers darted to her sides, jabbing, and tickling her ribs as she started squirming.

"No, please, I take it back! I take it back!" She squeaked, but Suna's movements were merciless.

"No take backs. Here's your punishment." He started moving his fingers faster and Y/N already started thinking what she would write on her tombstone, but the sound of footsteps on the concrete made her hopes rise.

"Samu help! He is torturing me!" She called, but as soon as she saw the twin, she knew that he would be none of some help.

He was giggling to himself while watching the two. "I don't know what you did, but you probably got what you deserved." He stated simply, opening the car.

"Thanks a lot." She took a long breathe of air after Suna finally stopped with his punishment. Her ribs were a little bit sore after the rough treatment, but the weed she's been smoking made it a little bit easier to withstand. "You have my phone?" She asked the twin while the other man was getting in the back seat of the car.

"Here." He gave her the device back and with relief, she saw that it was just near ten. A lot of time before she must go to bed.

"Move." She motioned Suna to make a place for her to sit, but he shook his head, being in a mood for a little playful bicker.

"No, You have to get through me to sit here." He grinned smugly, but Y/N just closed the door right in his face and walked around the car to the other side, ignoring his whine.

Osamu was already inside, but upon seeing Y/N, he let her get in first.

As soon as they got comfortable in the backseats, the inside of the car went silent, only the distant noise from the beach could be heard. It was dark outside, the trees surrounding a little parking acted like a cover from the moon light and streetlamps situated a few hundred meters away.

"Too quiet. Samu, start the car and let me connect." Suna pulled out his phone, already searching for songs.

"Why you?" The twin cocked his eyebrow, the gesture unseen by the others in the darkness.