3rd year trump card setters: suga vs his punk counterpart eita, which would probably end up like below bc everyone in haikyuu is really a sweetie. [speedpaint]
“Hey, Sugawara,” Tetsurou called out, as he approached the
aforementioned at the vending machine just outside of the gym.
“Hmm?” Sugawara inquired after making his selection. The ker-thunk of the beverage being dispensed
sounded as he turned toward Tetsurou, eyebrows raised and the corners of his lips quirked upward in an
open invitation for Tetsurou to continue.
Tetsurou opened his mouth to speak, but closed it immediately
as he was hit with the realization that he was about to gush to Sugawara Koushi
about all of the progress he’d made in fostering open communication with his
reluctant disciple, Tsukishima Kei. It was an impulsive move, the product of
lingering giddiness from the conversation they had at lunch, which consisted of
witty banter and a few small laughs. Tetsurou’s heart had skipped a beat and his
breath had caught in his throat each time Tsukki cracked the tiniest of smirks, accompanied
by an amused snort. He had been playing the conversation over and over inside
his head and felt his mouth spread into what was probably a dopey, lovestruck
grin with each replay and all he wanted to do was tell someone, anyone, just how cute Tsukki is.
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