I hated this game.
"I guess." I answered.
"Who?" Suga asked, he sounded excited but his face told otherwise.
"That's two questions silly. It's my turn to ask!" I laugh, lightly tapping his nose with the tip of my finger. Suga made his way to the seat next to me, swivelling around in my direction.
"What do you want your soulmate to be like?" Did I just ask what his type is? Oh god.
"Fun, cute, understanding, supportive," He looked into no where as he counted qualities on his hands, "Basically someone who treats me like you do!" I felt a light pang in my heart, he was looking for a soulmate like me but wasn't me. I smiled hiding what I was really feeling and motioned for him to ask his question.
"Who's the person you like?" He leaned in, he sure was persistent to get the answer out of me. I got nervous and started to stutter.
"He's uh..he is y-" a sharp knock on the door stopped me from finishing my sentence and forcefully having to basically confess to Suga. I sighed in relief as Sugawara made his way to the door and opened it, revealing Asahi and Daichi.
"Hey Suga we just wanted to check up on you. Considering you know, you wanted to plan something with [y/]-" I stood there shocked that Suga had just tackled Daichi to the ground covering his mouth shutting down whatever he was about to say.
Asahi looked through the open door and saw me standing there eyes wide at the two fighting boys on the ground. "Hey Asahi!" I say waving my hand and gaining the attention of the pinned down captain.
"Oh..." Daichi says and laughs at a blushing and panting Suga. "We'll be going now, c'mon Asahi. Suga is obviously fine and doesn't need us to check up on him." Daichi lifted himself up and dragged Asahi away with him. I looked to Suga as he sighed in relief.
"You sure like to tackle people to the ground, huh?" I saw Suga blush and giggled at the sight. "You seem to do that when someone's about to say something embarrassing about you. What was Daichi saying anyway?" I poked his shoulder and he looked at me.
"I'm pretty sure it was my turn to ask the question, in which you were half way through answering before we so rudely interrupted" His sly behaviour told me that today I was going to tell him whether I liked it or not.
"Why's it matter?" I shot back, wanting to change the subject enough for him to forget about it completely. Sugawara looked at me and smirked.
Oh no
I started to run away from him, that look only meant one thing and I did not want to be tickled until I told him. "Damn my weakness!" I called out as I heard Suga chase after me laughing. I turned the corner into the kitchen that looped around back to the stairs. I raced up the steps and into the first door that was open.
"[y/n]!" Suga called out my name as he stood in the door way. I paused, turning to him I saw he was slowly walking towards me. I turned quickly on my heel and jumped on the bed, just as I was about to jump off Suga had grabbed my ankle and I landed back on the bed. Sugawara tickled me in my most sensitive spots, my sides and neck. I screamed but it soon turned into a fit of laughter, this felt familiar.
"Tell me!" Suga said with a smile on his face as he continued to torture me.
"NEVER!" I laughed being all dramatic and trying to push him away.
Suga continued to tickle me and tried forcing an answer out of me. I, on the other hand, did all in my power to not answer the question. I didn't want to lie but I didn't want to be truthful either. I already said I liked someone, it was too late to deny it.
"OKAY FINE THEN!" I yelled, I just wanted him to stop tickling me. I took a deep breath as Suga stopped and pulled away. I sat up and brought my hands to my cheeks. "Do i have to tell you?" I asked, scared of the outcome - scared of rejection.
"Well, technically no. But I'm one of your best friends right? Why can't I know?" Suga pouted.
"Because...he's...um. Dammit. Because he's you!" I stood up and pointed at him. I already knew tears were making their way down my cheeks. I couldn't do it, I didn't really want to be in this situation. I looked at the floor, not wanting to meet Suga's eyes.
I actually began to cry and started to head for the door but I felt Suga grab my wrist and pull me into a hug. "I'm sorry I forced that out of you..." I cried a little harder, but I didn't pull away from the hug. I felt him let go, his hand made its way to my chin and held my face up to look at him. Suga was crying again and he pulled me forward and kissed me.
I stood shocked, I pulled away and looked at the floor. "Unlike me, you have a soulmate. I don't care when you find them but we can't do this. I'm going home and I'll see you at school." I cried and walked out of his room and left his house. I heard him yell after me before I opened the front door.
"Look Sugawara-kun, I love you, I really do. I'll be the first to admit that kiss was something out of a fairy tale but I don't want it if it means you're going to leave me one day for your destined partner." I say without facing him. I opened the door and made my way out.
"Are we still friends at least?" I could tell he was crying, he was aware of my feelings and returned them but I couldn't do it. But I didn't want to lose him completely.
"Of course we are! We'll just forget that the kiss ever happened, okay?" I faced him and put on my most realistic and unhurt smile. Suga nodded, he looked hurt. "I'm sorry." I said as I left the house and closed the door behind me. I felt as though he could see me so I calmly walked home and opened the door walking in and closing the door. I immediately felt weak in the knees and fell to the floor becoming a sobbing mess.
I couldn't imagine what Suga felt like right now, facing him tomorrow is going to be hard. Adding to the fact we have to act like nothing ever happened just so the others don't expect anything.
Mum help me...

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The Sleepover [Suga x FEM!reader]
FanfictionSoulmate AU: The black print When you're born you have a black mark where your soulmate touches you for the first time, when you do touch - the mark bursts into colours then fade after a few weeks. But what happens when (y/n) doesn't have a mark? Wi...