light up the sky. [sugawara koushi]

The two of you arrived at the clearing, a bit breathless from running. Sugawara placed the blanket on the grass and lay down, patting the spot next to him. You lay in the space next to him and looked up at the stars. You pointed at a particularly bright one. 

"I'm naming that one after you. Polaris Suga."

He laughed richly, shaking his head. "That's actually Mars, but maybe you could persuade scientists to change its name." You pushed your hand into his shoulder jokingly. "Smartass. Get off my blanket."

You continued pointing stars out, and Sugawara - ever the kind friend - humored you ("yes, (first name), that's Pluto"). You kept at it until clouds blocked your view of the stars.

You pouted, seeing the bright lights disappear behind the clouds. "At least the fireworks show is going to start soon," Sugawara said. You nodded, remembering the reason you came in the first place. "Yeah! And we've got a great spot, too. I'm so pumped." He made a comment about you resembling Hinata at his first tournament with Karasuno, but you waved it off. 

You loved fireworks. The way they brought life to the Stygian-black sky, the way they made starry nights even brilliant; you just couldn't help your having a fascination for them. 

The collective groan from the people around you jarred you back to the present. You looked around confusedly, wondering why people would even think of being gloomy at a fireworks show. "What happened, Koushi?" you asked your best friend. He shrugged. "Not sure."

Then you felt it. A cold, hard droplet of rain hit your forehead. Then another hit your nose. Then another hit your cheek. It then started pouring.

Your mood immediately plummeted. You were so eager to see the fireworks and your hopes and dreams got crushed by falling water. You got the sudden urge to curse at the sky. 

"Fucking hell," you muttered under your breath, just loud enough for Sugawara to hear. He smiled apologetically at you as if the ruined firework show was his fault. "I know this sucks, but we can have some good alternatives at my house, yeah? Brownies? Movies? Cookies? Anything you want, (first name). I know you're feeling pretty miserable right now." The thought of your best friend's baking lifted your spirits slightly. "Yeah, sure."

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You mixed the batter gingerly, still brooding over not being able to see the fireworks. Sugawara noticed your sullen mood.

"Ne, (first name). Cheer up." He poked your nose with his cookie dough-coated finger. You looked up at him, startled, then took on a more mischievous look. "Koushi-kun," you mused, putting emphasis on the suffix. You scooped up some dough of your own and flicked it at him. It landed on his shirt and his apron. You laughed, pointing at his tainted clothing. "Woops," you said with no repentance in your voice. "My mistake."

"You're lucky we made more than enough dough," he grumbled, putting the pan into the oven. He turned his timer on then faced to you. You stuck your tongue out childishly.

While waiting for the timer to sound, the two of you sat on Sugawara's couch watching an anime. Your legs were propped up across his thighs, your hands resting comfortably on your stomach.

"Are you still sad over the fireworks?" he asked you. You hummed, eyes trained on the television. "A bit," you murmured. Your best friend leaned over to see your face. "You sure? One-hundred percent?" His warm brown eyes stared into your own. You immediately grew hot at the close proximity.

"Yes, Koushi!" you squeaked out. You sunk into his couch, trying to calm yourself down. He followed, keeping the same distance. "I hope these fireworks suffice."

You were about to ask him what the hell he was talking about, but you opted against it and let him do what he wanted.

He closed the gap between the two of you, and you felt his lips on yours. Your brain short-circuited and you didn't know what to do. Yes, you had fantasized about Sugawara (he was devilishly attractive) but you had never imagined experiencing actually kissing him. 

Overcoming your initial shock, you mirrored his movements. You wound your arms around his neck, pulling him closer. 

The timer of Sugawara's phone rang, and if the cookies weren't at risk, you would have continued. The two of you reluctantly broke away, both of your faces flushed.

"It was getting good, too," the gray-haired boy said. He visibly reddened upon realizing that he had said that out loud. You laughed, pushing him off the couch.

"Get the cookies, Koushi. We'll continue this after."