Teach Me Kōshi || Sugawara x Reader

6: The Match (Part I)

"Cmon! We're gonna miss the match if you stand there texting all day!" Noya grinned. "Remind me again why you're coming too?" I chuckled. We were walking out from my house a giggly mess, when suddenly I stopped. "What's that?"

I looked down by my front door, where a sports bag lay. It had black embroidered words on the side of it reading 'Karasuno High School'
Noya excitedly picked up the bag with a laugh.

"I'm on the team, silly!~" He laughed. I punched his arm skeptically. "Sureee!~ and I'm the queen of England." Noya bowed dramatically, a broad smirk plastering his face. "I kid you not, your majesty!"

I inwardly groaned. Who isn't on the team at this point?! I grinned to myself. "Whatever kiddo, let get going." Noya took out his phone and began typing in the taxi number, I grabbed it off of him. "Nuh uh! We aren't taking a taxi."

He stared at me in confusion, but I grabbed his hand and pulled him to the front of the apartment block, where my black motorcycle was proudly parked.
"Hop on!" I giggled, throwing him my spare helmet from the box at the back, and putting mine on.

He nervously got on, wrapping his arms around my waist for support. Usually I would be embarrassed or scared at a boys touch, but when it was Noya I didn't mind. Weird.

The journey to Karasuno was a short one; so I didn't really mind putting up with Noya's yelping whenever we went over a bump. We reached the school in about 10 minutes. I shook my h/c hair out of the ponytail it was in, and Noya helped me fix it. "Give me your phone." He ordered. I nervously obliged and he went through my contacts, putting his number in it. He was about to hand it back when a text alert popped up.

From: Kōshi Sugawara

Hey Y/N! The match is starting in a few minutes. I don't know if you decided to come after all but we're in gym 2 -S

Noya looked at me, raising his eyebrows. "Suga? Really?" He sighed, giving me my phone back. He looked tired, and a little.... disappointed. "It's not like that!" I protested, grabbing his arm. "He just invited me to the match because Hinata told him I wasn't feeling well." I blushed a light shade of pink as I thought about how stupid I sounded. Noya gave a small nod and shrugged. "Whatever, we're gonna be late!"

"Y/L/N-Chan!~ Noya-Kun!~" Hinata giggled, running over to greet us. I unknowingly took a step back, and closer to Noya. He felt my body tense and furrowed his brow in confusion. "Hey Hinata." Noya grinned, giving the slightly taller boy a high five. Hinata tried taking a step towards me but Noya quickly got in front. "C'mon Shōyo. We need to get warmed up!"

Ladies and gentlemen, my best friend Yū Nishinoya.

A tall, older man walked over to me. He had blond hair with what looked like a hair band keeping it back. He held out his hand. "Hello. I'm coach Ukai."

I took his hand, grateful for any excuse to look like I'm doing something that isn't looking around nervously. "Y/N Y/L/N." I smiled. "I'm sorry if I'm intruding I was invited here by Sug- I mean, one of the boys." Ukai nodded, tossing me a water bottle. "Sure. Make yourself at home and don't distract the boys too much." He smiled, waking off to talk to what looked like the manager of the team.

"Hey Y/N!" I spun around to see Suga smiling at me. His hazel eyes sent my stomach flying across the room and I blushed a bright pink. "I'm glad you could make it!"

"Me too!" I grinned, twirling a strand of my h/c hair between my index finger and thumb. "Thanks for inviting me, I've never been to a match like this before!"

He laughed, rubbing the back of his neck. "It was actually Dai-" he stopped himself, turning slightly red. "I mean- it's no biggie. You wanna learn right?"

I nodded excitedly, looking across the court at a vigorously nodding boy. "Why is there a bald guy staring at us?" I giggled, hiding my face shyly. Suga facepalmed. "That's Tanaka. Ignore him." He grabbed my right hand his his suddenly, causing me to yelp quietly. "Are you okay now...? I know you weren't sick Y/N, I was worried about you." He blushed, staring at the ground.

Fuck he's adorable.

I managed a nod, and sighed. "I'm fine now.... thank you. Please don't worry about me." I smiled. "Focus on the game, if you take your mind off the ball and get hurt I won't forgive myself."

The bell rang for the game to begin, and both teams lined up to shake hands. They all coursed a thank you at the same time and ran back to their respectful places.