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sugawara takes up crocheting sometime in college, and it quickly becomes his new favorite way to show his love.
every birthday, like clockwork -- each karasuno volleyball player receives a crocheted gift from suga, wrapped neatly with twine. it's a running gag that before they leave their houses to attend the annual sawamura-sugawara christmas party, they check themselves for +
four things: keys, phone, wallet, suga's scarf.
every christmas, like clockwork -- suga posts a picture of them crowded into his and daichi's living room, smiling, arms around each other, with suga's vibrant assortment of crocheted scarves coiled around their necks. +
every christmas, like clockwork -- suga posts a picture of them crowded into his and daichi's living room, smiling, arms around each other, with suga's vibrant assortment of crocheted scarves coiled around their necks. +
even tsukishima's got a feral little grin, because after all these years they've learned that after three glasses of wine he can be convinced to do many things, like sing karaoke and smile for group photos. +
and suga's never really thought of himself as someone impressionable enough to make a mark on the world. he was replaced by his junior on the court, after all, and he considers himself as living quite a modest life with modest aspirations. +
but he looks at the house he shares with daichi, a cozy cottage with a veranda and a gorgeous view of the water, looks at all of his favorite people packed into one place and wearing the things he made -- things that were borne out of his love for them -- +
the tiny white flowers looped into the backs of kiyoko's gloves, the thick grey beanie he'd made for tanaka one winter. the thin black scrunchie holding asahi's hair back. the floral bag he'd stitched together out of granny squares, a gift for yachi's graduation. +
sees the smile on hinata's face and remembers the call he'd gotten after hinata had received his package in brazil, a box full of colorful knitted headbands to keep his hair out of his face. remembers the call right after that from tobio, who was bashful but very pleased +
at the fact that suga thought of them as a pair and decided to gift them matching headbands as a result.
watches as noya and yamaguchi torment tsukishima and remembers hours of chains and looping to get the size just right for a knitted fishing rod grip. remembers the look +
watches as noya and yamaguchi torment tsukishima and remembers hours of chains and looping to get the size just right for a knitted fishing rod grip. remembers the look +
on tsukishima's face as he stared down at the handful of doilies and mug cozies suga had gifted him upon his promotion at the museum, glasses glinting as if to hide his watery eyes, and yamaguchi accepting them with the most vivid blush he's ever seen. +
looks at daichi in this house they've built together, feels the crest of something so inexplicably tender in his heart.
if this little world, this precious one that exists in the present, is the only one where suga can make his mark -- that would be enough. +
if this little world, this precious one that exists in the present, is the only one where suga can make his mark -- that would be enough. +
after all, loving never needs to be grand or dramatic. it only ever needs to be felt. it should always be so simple as that.
and as he settles into daichi's side, watching noya and tanaka rope a now-drunk tsukishima into yet another rendition of bohemian rhapsody, +
and as he settles into daichi's side, watching noya and tanaka rope a now-drunk tsukishima into yet another rendition of bohemian rhapsody, +
suga thinks he's just fine where he is, modest life and aspirations and all.
