Can You Forgive Me? |Sugawara Koushi x Reader | Oikawa Tooru x Reader |

Chapter 8

SO lets NOT talk about how i got half way through this chapter but then decided that i didnt like it so i re-wrote it🙃

You had finally convinced yourself it wasn't a date by the time you made it to the lobby of Suga's apartment building. You took a step inside and was greeted by warm air hitting your face. For an almost ten minute walk between yours' and Suga's apartment, you were grateful for the warm air.

What you weren't expecting was Suga. He was waiting for you against the stair banister, looking as calm and collected as you wanted to feel. Suga was dressed in casual sweats and a t-shirt, and you suddenly felt over dressed in your jeans and super cute sweater you saved for special occasions. Suga's eyes lit up when he saw you, but he quickly covered it up with a cool smile.

"Hey, [Y/N]." he said with a cheerful smile. "I'm really glad you could make it. Follow me." he said, pushing himself off the banister and making his way up the stairs. Suga was only on the second floor and you were grateful for that, glad that he wouldn't have to watch you fight for your life as you tried to climb more stairs.

Inside, Suga's apartment was brightly light, and a little plain. Sure, there were things here and there and definitely showed that Suga lived here, but it didn't feel like his place. You took off your shoes and jacket and stood by the door, suddenly shy.

This was a new thing for you. considering no one made you nervous; even Oikawa. It was a strange feeling.

"Come in," Suga joked, widening his arm to the rest of his apartment. It was more on the small side; clearly there was only room for one room.

"You don't have roommates?" you asked, your eyes scanning the room. There was one doorway off to the side, which you figured was the bathroom, and then there was another one right off to the one of the side walls of the living room.

"Nah," Suga waved his hand dismissively. "I tried to look for some, but I couldn't find the right one." he chuckled softly. You didn't remember Suga being such a picky person; but then again, he wasn't the same Suga you were dating a year and a half ago.

You nodded quickly as you kept scanning the room until your eyes fell on an empty chair next to the couch. Well, Suga did say you were watching a movie, right?

You made your way over and sat in the chair, sinking into its unbelievable softness. You let out a sigh involuntarily, and Suga laughed.

"It's my favorite chair," he said, making his way over to the couch and sitting down. "But I'll let you have it.. just for tonight." he winked, and you almost did a double take.

Suga never did a thing like that, but he did now and you... liked it. You couldn't help but blush.

"I can see why you like it so much," you said, rubbing the soft arms. "It's like cuddling with a bear." you giggled. Suga didn't say anything, he just smiled.

"So, uh, what movie did you have in mind?" you asked, ruining the moment. The air started to feel warm and the tension was thick and it scared you for some reason. So, you pretended not to feel it.

"I remembered how you like scary movies, so I thought this one would be good." he shrugged as he picked up the movie case from the coffee table and walked over to the tv. He stuck the movie into the player and there you sat on opposite sides of the room.

Halfway through the movie, you were kinda crapping your pants. When you two were dating, it took forever to get Suga to watch scary movies, but now he was picking the scariest ones.

You sat in the chair for a while, contemplating on if you were brave enough to get up and sit by Suga. Turns out, you were. You got up quietly and made your way over to the couch, sitting on the opposite end.

Suga didn't say anything (and you didn't notice) but he had a smile on his face.

"Would you care for a drink?" he asked, kind of smug. He was probably loving that you couldn't handle this movie. Sort of like payback. But, you could never turn down a drink.

It was late when the movie was over, and the both of you had more drinks than you wanted to admit.

Tooru's gonna kill me, you internally groaned. You debated on calling him when you felt the weight on the couch shift and Suga was right next to you. His cheeks were slightly pink, and it took everything in you not to ruffle his hair. He just looked so damn cute.

"Hey," he said quietly, his eyes on his hands in his lap. "Are you and Oikawa like, a thing?" his brown eyes met yours and you pursed your lips.

"Well, no..." you trailed off. It wasn't a lie, but it wasn't the whole truth either.

"Oh, awesome," he said before pulling on your arm, making you come so close that your lips met in only a few seconds.

Suga was soft, and he was warm. He and Oikawa were very different kissers, and you couldn't decide which you liked more. His tongue ran against your bottom lip, asking for entry. You didn't hesitate to let him have it.

Despite having a couple drinks, Suga tasted sweet, like candy. You were basically melting. Then, Suga pulled away, his face red and hot.

"I'm sorry, [Y/N]," he let out a little hiccup. "I've been wanting to do that since I saw you again." he admitted sheepishly. You sat there, stunned and wide eyed. This really just happened, and Suga admitted to wanting to do it for so long. You didn't know what to say.

"I'm sorry it's late," he broke the silence and checked his watch. "Do you want me to call a car or something? I know you don't live far but I don't want you walking. Not that I think you can anyway." he teased.

True, it was late and you should probably go home since Oikawa was probably up and waiting, but you still shook your head no and settled into the couch.

"If you don't mind, I can go home in the morning." you said shyly. Nothing was going to happen with Suga for the rest of the night, but you just wanted to be around him a little longer.

What you said must've really made Suga happy, because he had a smile on his face the entire time you guys talked before offering his bed to you and insisting he slept on the couch.

You curled up under Suga's covers. As you drifted off to sleep, you were thinking about which kind of candy Suga tasted like.