The mask (Daichi x Sugawara)

Acceptance

Chapter 2

Sugawara pov

"Daichi..." I pout as I turn around in bed to face him. "Hmm?" He is half asleep and doesn't even try to open his eyes. "Can I get a hug again?" I ask, in hope that sleepy Daichi will give me one. "Sure, come here." He lifts the sheets and leaves his arms spread. "Are you sure?" I stand up and look at his sleepy face. "Yeah... Just like we always do, right?"

Daichi and I were always close. We used to sleep together in one bed and wake up holding each other. We used to laugh about it and let it go. But lately he has been distant. No hugs. No hanging out. No dinner together.

I get into bed with him and curl up against his chest. "Don't regret this when you wake up." He mumbles something as he stuffs his face into my hair. He really likes my scent... I run my fingers over his chest. He is half asleep anyways. I give him a little kiss in his neck. "Hmm.. That tickles." I giggle and carefully put my teeth in his skin. "Suga... I told you it tickles." He tries pushing me away, but I start tickling his waist. He bursts out in laughter and tries pushing me away again. I climb on his lap and his laughter stops. "Don't. Just. Why are you even in my bed. Get out." I get off and lay on the extra mattress again. "Sorry... I just wanted to have fun. Like the old times. Why can't we talk this through. Why are you hiding things for me. You never did." I start crying and turn around, with my back to Daichi. "Why are you acting as if this is my fault?" He says and sits on the edge of his bed. "Because it is. You made me realise I was gay. With your hugs and cuddles. Your sweet words and soft smiles. You're the one I'm gay for!" His face looks angry and he starts yelling. "I never wanted you to be like that! It's fucking disgusting. I think you should go home for now." My eyes widen and I try to change his mind. "But... what? Why? We used to have sleep overs like this..." Daichi turns his back to me. "We are not who we used to be. We used to but that doesn't mean we will now." I pack my stuff and shut his door.

"Suga your tosses are reckless. We can't play like this. Kageyama, replace Sugawara please." Daichi pretends as if nothing happened. But he knows damn well why my tosses are reckless. "I think Suga just needs more practice. Why can't you leave him in the team for a while?" Nishinoya says and looks at me as I thank him. "It's no problem. I'll sit on the bench for now."

"Suga I can't let you play any official matches like this." I look surprised at Daichi. "What, seriously? Just because I have 1 bad day. And you know exactly why." Daichi turns around and continues the practice. "You know, Daichi. I guess I'll leave you guys to that. I'll see you all tomorrow." I walk away with my bag to the changing rooms.

"Suga?" I turn around and see Hinata with a concerned look on his face. "Don't be upset because I have a little disagreement with Daichi. It will be alright. Okay?" Hinata looks at me. He seems very upset. "Daichi can't just do this. you're part of the team. Do you guys fight because Daichi doesn't want you to be gay?" Hinata, dear, you know more than you should. "A little. But it will be alright. He just has to let it sink, I guess. Now, go continue the practice. You are one of our best players. We definitely need you." I smile and he waits a few seconds before he walks back to the gym. I get into our changing room and sit down. I never had a fight with Daichi before.

"Suga? Are you really leaving like that?" I look up and see Daichi. "What are you doing? The team needs you there."I say. He scratches his neck and looks behind him. "They are all panicking because our fight. I can't really practice like this." I pretend not to care and fold my arms. "I'm not the one who started the fight. And I get that you can be upset or whatever. But can't you just accept it. That way everyone is happy." I carefully look his way. "I know. I will do my best. I'm sorry for last night. You really have a terrible taste in guys." He laughs nervously and holds his hand up as he waits for me to grab it. "Terrible? The best! A little overprotective sometimes... and stubborn. And messy. And too serious..." I say as I smile. "Yeah, I get it. Stop it." He laughs and I grab his hand as he pulls me up again. I lift his hand and kiss it. "Seriously, don't think you're terrible."

"D-do not kiss my hand like that. Thank you." He pulls back his hand and opens the door.

"Coming?"