[Miyuki can recognize that false bravado- he can recognize when a smile doesn't reach Suga's eyes, when he's trying hard to put on a front, when he doesn't want to show just how down he's feeling.
And that's why Miyuki runs- he sprints like he's going for home, like it's the bottom of the 9th with 2 outs and one more run to tie the game. He sprints like it's the last game until nationals- he sprints like the guy he loves is hurting, and he knows exactly why.
He must have been gone just long enough.
He turns on his heel into the bedroom. It takes a split second to see Suga, another second to realize he's packing, and another to realize why.
But he wastes no more time in running forward, arms wrapping around Suga from behind, face buried in Suga's neck, chest bursting with emotion.]
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And that's why Miyuki runs- he sprints like he's going for home, like it's the bottom of the 9th with 2 outs and one more run to tie the game. He sprints like it's the last game until nationals- he sprints like the guy he loves is hurting, and he knows exactly why.
He must have been gone just long enough.
He turns on his heel into the bedroom. It takes a split second to see Suga, another second to realize he's packing, and another to realize why.
But he wastes no more time in running forward, arms wrapping around Suga from behind, face buried in Suga's neck, chest bursting with emotion.]
Koushi- I'm sorry.