yellowiskimoi
If Sugawara knows one thing and one thing only about this heat, it'd be that he's Not About It. The few weeks he's spent in the Tokyo summer are definitely some of his worst, now certifying that he's been to hell and back. And though he's been staying well hydrated, he hasn't been able to keep a clear mind. Heat exhaustion? The setter absently hums as he fans himself with a folded brochure.
Then Daichi walks into the loft of the club, and for a moment a sense of relief washes over his body. The captain can take care of him should anything happen.
"Daichi...~" He gets up from the bar and flops himself into the other's arms. "Why is it so hoooot?"














