forever | sugawara x reader

16

I texted (y/n) good morning and good night for exactly twenty-seven days without response. As agonizing as the silence was, I knew I completely deserved it. The fact that my messages made it to her phone instead of being completely blocked was a miracle in itself.

On the twenty-eighth day I woke up to a text; this was surprising because the only people who had made contact with me in the last month were my parents. Most of the team knew or at least had an idea of what happened and they kept their distance. At practice and games they pretended everything was fine but nobody waited for me to change, or offered to get meat buns with me. Things had indefinitely shifted- my life six months ago was now perpendicular to the present.

(Y/n): im having a party tonight if you wanna come. asahi and a few other boys u know will be there and id really like to see you....sorry its so last minute haha

My fingers turned numb around my phone, my heart skipping a beat. Just to see her name appear on the screen was enough to make me emotional, tears welling up in my eyes before I could even think of a response. I furiously rubbed at my eyes though, forcing myself to pull it together. This is my chance, I thought. My chance to make things right.

I made sure I thought over my response about three thousand times, typing until my hands got tired, before deciding on "what time". At school I anxiously waited, keeping my phone on my person even during practice.

Finally, on the unseasonably warm walk home after practice, my phone vibrated. I pulled it out much too quickly to be considered normal, my palms sweating before I even typed in my passcode.

(Y/n): whenever you can ! there are a few ppl here now so whenever u want

I broke into a sprint, crashing through the front door and running upstairs to take the fastest shower in human history. My mom pounded on the door so hard I thought she'd leave a dent in the wood.

"What's going on, Suga?!" She yelled as I dried myself off.

"(Y/n) invited me to a party and there are already people there!" I shouted through the door as I vigorously shook my hair out; it had gotten longer than it had ever been, a haircut being the last concern I had at the end of the day.

"(Y/n)?"

"Yes!" My voice was higher than usual, the excitement getting the best of me. I quickly checked in the mirror for any stubble- there wasn't any, as usual. I nearly took my mom out with the door as I swung it open, her face showing a mixture of curiosity and the classic angry mom expression.

"Are you sure this is a good idea?" She asked skeptically, one eyebrow raised. She only knew parts of the truth; I told her we were on a break, leaving out that I cheated on (y/n), much less that it was with Daichi who had been sleeping over since I was learning to tie my shoes.

"Positive," I breathed, stepping past her into my room to get dressed. She left me with a sigh, mumbling about how unexplainable teenagers were as she went downstairs. I rifled through my every drawer, not a single article of clothing good enough. It was warm out and I had no idea if (y/n) still had the A/C in, or how hot it might get in her apartment if there were a bunch of people. I finally settled on a pair of dark jeans and a light yellow t-shirt that (y/n) always wished I'd wear when she would rummage through my clothes. I shoved my wallet and phone in their respective back pockets, kissing my mom goodbye before beginning the walk to (y/n)'s apartment. I had to remind myself not to run, determined to keep my cool and arrive as not sweaty as possible. She lived about a twenty minute walk away and five minutes in I wished I'd worn looser pants and sneakers rather than boat shoes that dug a hole in the back of my heel.