Not just a script! OiSuga

Chapter 23

Oikawa's POV

"Koushi.." I whisper, my voice hardly audible from my woken state. I think i got two hours of sleep last night at best. And before Anyone says Anything. We were watching films and talking. And kissing. And more. The point is we didn't have sex, Okay! I know how people are with new relationships and their need to tease about whether or not they've had sex yet so i'm clarifying that Sugawara and I are both innocent. Ish.

"Tooru." He whispers back, just as tiredly. "Why are we awake, it's the weekend."

"I don't know.." i budge closer to Suga in bed, getting as much of him as possible, stealing his heat, gaining comfort. "God must hate us."

"Fucks sake." He sighs, "I always knew he'd get me back for being gay."

"And mentally ill." I add, assuming we were making a list of our sins.

"I've let him down."

"We're going to hell." I yawn loudly and tighten my grip around Suga's waist. My eyes were still closed as they felt far too heavy to open right now, and i think it's safe to assume that Suga's eyes were shut too.

"We might as well keep sinning if we've already lost our places in heaven." Usually, in normal and awake circumstances, we'd be laughing with energy at this conversations. But right now, our voices were slurred and tired, we didn't have enough sleep to form a laugh so it made our conversation sound serious and sincere which i bet would sound hilarious from an outside view.

"Yeah? What're you thinking."

He attempts to shrug his shoulders but they only move a centimetre at most. "Drink or have sex."

I manage to form a chuckle at this. "Or?" I question his choice of words.

"Yeah. We can't do both. If we drink first then it lacks consent and meaning. If we drink after it'll seem like we fucked up and have to drink it away."

I hum in agreement, because i totally did agree. Consent and meaning. "You've thought a lot about it?" My question is actually sincere but i wouldn't be asking it if more than 2 of my brain cells were awake right now. I know i'll be regretting and overthinking this question in a few hours. I wondered if Suga would too.

"About sex or drinking?"

"Sex."

"With you?"

I pause before answering. Why did that need clarifying... "Have you.. been thinking about it with people other than me?"

He paused this time. "...no."
What- my God i'm too tired to have this conversation. "Just you." He adds, reassuringly. "Have you thought about it?"

"I asked first."

"You asked how much i've thought about it. Quantity not quality."

"Same thing." Somehow, somewhere, i find the energy to slowly prop myself up in bed, sitting up and opening my eyes so i could actually see my boyfriend. He looked up at me, his beautiful eyes practically sparkling as they always do in the morning. I don't think before smiling, he makes me smile too much, even when my body was drowning in sleep deprivation. "So, do you?"

"Think about it?" I nod and he hesitates before answering. "Yeah. It's kind of hard not to imagine it, having liking you for so long."
I wondered if he choose those words on purpose to make a pun out of our conversation. Hard and Long. Maybe my mind is just fucked up.

"You... thought about it before we got together?"

"Don't say it like that." I cock my head, signifying i didn't know what he was talking about. "'Got together'. You make it sound like a hook up. We started Dating. But to answer your question, yes. Can you blame me for that?"