Who's that? | Osasuna band AU

Chapter 6

It's Friday. The day of Suna's last game of the season. He was supposed to be up already because his coach said to be at the gym from 8 am, but it's now 10 and he's still knocked out. The game starts at 6 pm but on days like today, their coach likes to have a few scrimmages and talks to up their confidence.

His alarm went off already, but apparently he didn't hear it. Or he did, but he just ignored it. When he finally got up, it was after 11. He rubbed his eyes and checked the time. He saw 25 missed calls from Komori and 5 texts from the rest of his teammates. It finally clicked with him when he realized it was Friday.

"Shit. Shit. Shit!" He yelled as he dashed into the bathroom. He ran around his room to get his gym bag and his shoes, his sweats, and then went to the kitchen to fill 2 bottles of water. Once he got out of the house, he got to his car and sped all the way to the gym. "Coach is going to be so pissed. And I'm gonna have to run. I HATE RUNNING!"

When he got to the gym and busted through, everyone was splitting up to prepare for their scrimmage. Komori spotted him and slapped him on his head. "What the hell TT? Didn't you see I was calling you?!"

"No. I overslept."

"Jeez. Hurry and change before the coach sees you. And do your stretches!"

"Alright I'm going!"

Just when he got out of the locker room, the coach was standing right in front of the door with his arm crossed. "Suna." He said firmly.

"I know. I'm sorry. I didn't hear my alarm, and I went to sleep late last night and I know you're going to make me run." He ranted.

"You got that right. 6 laps. Go."

Suna sighed drastically and started running. Komori looked at him and stuck his tongue out. Suna flipped the middle finger and kept going. By the time he got to 5 laps, his breathing got harder. He definitely wasn't a runner. Unlike the other people in his team, they're all good at running and finish their laps way quicker than him.

Once he was done, he did his stretches and joined Komori's side.

They finally finished their scrimmage when the coach blew the final whistle. He called them over in a circle around him. "I hope you guys know how important this game is. If we win this, we win everything and take home the gold. We've been practicing really hard and even if we don't win, I am really proud of all of you and your amazing growth. All of you can go home and be BACK AT 5:30!" He yelled and side eyed Suna.

Suna rolled his eyes and went to pick up his bag. He doesn't feel like going home yet so he text's Osamu and sees if he's up.

Suna: Samu, are you up yet?
Delivered.
5 minutes later

Suna: Samuuu!
Delivered.
5 minutes later

Suna: Samu??? are you still sleeping?? WAKE UP
Delivered.
5 minutes later.

He's already in his car, driving to his house. It's 1:00 now and Osamu shouldn't still be sleeping, but there's no telling what Osamu does. He's mysterious.

When he gets to the house, he grabs the spare key from under the flowerpot and opens the door. He goes upstairs into his room, but he's not there. He standing by the door and looks around the place but still no sight of him. He was about to go downstairs when he felt a pair of arms wrap around his waist. The person behind him picked him up and threw him on the bed. Osamu was laughing and his hair was wet.

"I thought you were still sleeping. Didn't you see my texts?" Suna said, trying to push him off of him.

"I did. But I was in the middle of washing my hair."