(For the prompts) Terasaka squad with 22 please (if that’s okay)?
UwU I love this prompt! 💜 A Group 3 road trip would be SO chaotic omg
Listen to: [oops] by potsu
“Ah, come on, man,” Muramatsu tried again, leaning over Yoshida’s shoulder from behind. “Lemme drive for a bit.”
Yoshida scoffed, his eyes locked on the road as he expertly turned the wheel, navigating the road with ease. And, well, the gps on his phone certainly helped. “No way in hell. This car is literally my baby.”
Hazama rolled her eyes from next to him, in the passenger seat. Not that anyone saw it, but they could certainly feel it. Her gaze stayed on the window, peering at the outside and all the scenery that surrounded them.
Behind them, Itona and Muramatsu sat in the middle row. Of course, the former took this as an opportunity for his trademark snark to show. “Hmph, your baby that you literally rented from a hobo on the road.”
Muramatsu snorted while Hazama smirked. Yoshida scowled, making a right turn onto another street. “It wasn’t a hobo, but sure.”
“You’ve told us this story way too many times, man,” Muramatsu laughed. “You literally rented a car from some guy outside McDonalds.”
“He didn’t look like a hobo! He seemed like a decent guy!”
Hazama sighed. “That’s what they all say. Next thing you know, you’re doing business with a serial killer.”
“Wha-” Yoshida groaned as the car slowly stopped at a red light. He turned to his friends with a pained expression. “I’m never telling you guys anything again.”
They all laughed some more until they heard shifting noises from the very back row of the car. Terasaka had claimed it, and he was there now, sprawled out and in a deep coma-like sleep.
Majoring in political science definitely was taking a toll on him.
They were all taking part of hard classes, that was the point of university. But it was a little different for Terasaka, who felt the need to prove himself with every bit of work he did. Life was a constant race to step up higher and higher, to reach his dreams.
Even when the squad had first brought up the idea of going on a summer road trip a month before they’d return for their second year of college, he’d been so hesitant. The last to agree.
Hazama frowned and grabbed the blanket she’d thrown over her lap, and instead tossed it to Itona behind her. “Here. Give this to the idiot.”
“Sure.” Itona carefully and with more gentleness than he’d ever used on anything non-invention-related, laid the thin blanket over Terasaka’s large frame.
Yoshida turned off the music they’d been playing, the only sound filling the car being the noise from driving. They went past streets and buildings, eventually reaching a bridge that overlooked the ocean.
Muramatsu slumped in his seat, feeling his exhaustion finally catch up to him after they’d been traveling and driving for 2 days so far. He’d, of course, been in charge of food, shopping, etc. He gazed out at the large, shimmering body of water that was beneath them, his mind conjuring up images of all the monster horror movies he’d been watching recently.
The rest of their drive that night was quiet and calm, just the five of them enjoying each other’s company and the peaceful scenery of the new city they were now entering.