lofty frustration
- fandom: haikyuu
- relationships: sugawara x reader
- rating: g
- word count: 800
- post timeskip, self indulgent as all hell
- disclaimer: i don’t write x reader content i just needed to get this out. #sugashouldveplayedmore
It was by complete chance that you found it, folded neatly in a plastic container in the back of your shared closet, buried under tote bags and whatever else you both haphazardly flung in there.
Koushi always nudged that the two of you should make occasional cleaning a habit, to keep everything upright in the off chance Daichi would stop by after a shift to catch up or if you had felt the urge to host a little dinner party with friends of your own. It was a fun way to bond, somehow always finding a little trinket from one of your pasts that would lead to the two of you taking a “break” on the couch and telling old stories from high school.
But this was something you figured you would’ve seen earlier, a long time ago given how often the topic of Karasuno High would come up during dinner talks. Folded neatly in a plastic container in the back of your shared closet was the unmistakable black and orange of his volleyball team uniform.
“Koushi!”
