rule number three

part five

part five

suga's mother was waiting for him when he got back. she didn't say anything, but examined him closely.

"koshi."

"yes?"

"where have you been?"

"i went for a walk." suga was used to lying to his mother, but this time it was different. he could feel the skin where daichi had kissed him burning. he scratched at it, as if to hide the evidence.

his mother smiled, but there was no warmth in it.

"do you remember the three rules?"

"yes. i didn't talk to daichi." it took one second too long for suga to realise that his mother hadn't asked about that. he had almost given himself away, and was only saved by the fact that his mother was intently focused on something else.

"where are your gloves?"

suga reached into the pocket where his gloves should have been. they weren't there.

a memory lazily floated into the forefront of his mind, one of him leaving his gloves on daichi's coffee table.

oh.

that's where they were.

"i think i lost them." technically they weren't lost; he knew their exact location.

"you must have taken them off at some point, for you to lose them."

"yes-"

"even though you're not allowed to do that." his mother was still smiling.

"i'm sorry."

she tutted harshly.

"you betrayed my trust, koshi." before suga could respond, she spoke again. "i can't let you leave the house again."

"wait-"

"my mind is made up."

"please-"

his mother cut him off.

"i'm going to buy you a new pair, and you are going to stay here."

the door slammed as she left.

-

there was a sound by the front door a few hours later. suga guessed it was his mother returning, so he waited for her to unlock it, come inside, and find something else to be angry about. he closed his eyes and mentally prepared himself.

the sound of someone knocking instead surprised him. he went to the door and pulled it open.

there, in all his glory, and with a smile so warm that it made suga's heart melt, was daichi.