forever | sugawara x reader

18

"Hey, honey," my mom greeted me, her expression quickly changing from happiness to concern. "Are you okay? You look like you've been crying."

I kept my gaze down but allowed myself a darting glance upward, stealing a look at Daichi. The pain in my chest called out for him to make it better and after everything (y/n) and I said I didn't think I cared anymore. His eyes were locked on me and it felt like we were alone in the world, as if my mom, my dad, Asahi, (y/n), and everyone else had ceased to exist. In the moment, I didn't care.

"I had kind of a rough night," I answered, mustering up a small smile for my mom. "Let's go upstairs, Daichi." He simply nodded and followed me up, barely a step behind me. Once we were in my room he gently closed the door, closing the gap between us in one step and pulling me into him.

I clung onto him tightly, as if I would die if I let go. I couldn't stop the gaping sobs as I cried, the sound hardly muffled in his shoulder. I fell to my knees and he fell with me, keeping me close as he rested one of his hands on the back of my neck. I was a bawling mess and his strong arms seemed like the only solace, the only thing keeping me from drowning in my own tears.

"Suga," he finally spoke, his voice warm and soft in the crook of my neck. "What happened?"

I broke down into even more sobs before I managed to speak, my body shaking.

"It's over," I choked out. "I hurt so many people to just end up with fucking nothing."

"That's not true," he quietly answered, pulling away a bit to look me in the eyes. He looked taken aback, and I knew all he saw on my face was a hollow shell of his best friend. His gaze softened as he raised his hand to my cheek, his calloused fingers gentle as they wiped away my tears.

"You have me."

I started crying again, falling in a heap in his arms, clinging so tight to his shirt that I wondered if I'd rip it. I didn't deserve his love; I didn't deserve anything at all, not even 'you never know'. But right now I was irreparably broken and Daichi was here, willing to try and fix me while (y/n) had let me go. I made the inevitable move and pushed my lips against his, his mouth passionate and forgiving on my bleeding heart. We escalated quickly and before long he was undressing me, making a map leading down my body with his kisses.

"My parents are here," I whispered, my voice lower and deeper than usual. His eyes darted around the room and I stared; he was beautiful from where he hovered above me. His body was dark and muscular, toned where I was scrawny still, his figure strong and steady where I was constantly wavering.

"Just turn on the radio and lock the door. I already told your mom we'd be studying for exams." He shifted off of me and I hurried to the stereo, pressing play without even looking at what CD was in there. He locked the door and met me in the center of my bedroom, pulling me to my bed. He gently laid me down and we picked up where we left off, my body his.

I held my breath to keep from letting out any noises while he pleasured me, his movements loving and careful. I wanted more though, and eventually I pushed him off, desperate for him to know what I wanted without saying a word. Unfortunately he didn't.

"What's wrong?" He asked, his voice low. He was only in underwear at this point, the fabric clearly tented. I didn't know how to tell him "I want you to bend me over right now," without sounding like a pervert, but my eyes glued to his crotch accomplished that anyways.

"I... I want more," I mumbled, my emotions on high.

"Oh." He simply said. We avoided each other's eyes, the silence almost overwhelming. I made the first move and reached to my nightstand, fumbling around for the pack of condoms in the back of the drawer, hidden under endless papers and knick knacks. Finally I reappeared with a foil wrapper, hesitantly handing it to Daichi.