[ his hand slides up, rubbing gentle circles over itsuki's shoulder through the blanket. it's true, they don't know each other that well, and there's a part of him that always hates bringing up this topic, but... if their roles were reversed? suga thinks he'd appreciate knowing that he wasn't alone.

so... ]

... right after I first came here, I slept with the captain of my team back home. I'd had a crush on him for years, even though I knew he didn't feel the same way about me... [ it stings, still, admitting that. ] But something in the place where we were staying must have been drugged, and... before I knew it...

I guess I thought he wanted me? I hadn't really been here long enough to understand how things worked, or maybe I just believed in what I wanted to be true, but... [ he huffs out a little sigh, an echo of itsuki's self-deprecating laugh. ] The next morning, when we woke up together, he was upset. And then... he just stopped talking to me.

I thought it was my fault. That because I liked him, I took advantage of him. And... for a long time, I really blamed myself. Sometimes, it's still hard not to. [ and he drops his head onto itsuki's shoulder at that, leaning up into him gently. ] ... but Mei's a good person, even if he's stubborn. He'll come around, don't worry.

[ or suga will drag him kicking and screaming into the inevitable Talk that needs to happen, but itsuki doesn't need to know the finer details. ]