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spiked - special #2
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The ride home was silent. The continuous tapping of Ryouta's mother echoed through the car, purposefully causing tension within the two family members.
Ryouta stared out the window, the stars twinkling in happiness as his heart felt full. Inside, he knew, he just knew.
He had fallen for the grey-haired setter.
His yellow eyes stared back at him through the reflection from the window, the eyes he so hated was so loved by someone would have never met if it wasn't for the fateful encounter.
All of his life, he had been scorned by others for having freakishly yellow eyes. Some were scared of him, others just avoided him, and people found it weird. The only people that truly liked his eyes were [y/n] and Sugawara.
He quickly snapped out of his thoughts once he realized they had driven into their driveway, his mother still clutching the wheel as a deep sigh came of out her.
"Ryouta honey..."
The soccer player thought back to his relationship with [y/n], and how she ruined it before they could even fully enjoy it. He had grown to loathe his mother, but even more so his own self for being so weak back then.
But not this time.
"Mother."
She knew she was in the wrong. She hated the down ridden expression her son had coming back from the farewell party, even if he hid it behind cold walls. He was her son, she knew him like the back of her hand.
So obviously, she knew where he stood. She knew that none of her words were going to change him or his thoughts, she was fully prepared to understand that.
"I know." She had seen the way his eyes lit up around that grey-haired male. She had taken that away from him once, she didn't want to do it again, "Invite [y/n] over in the next few days."
Ryouta snapped his head towards his mother, his eyes furrowing, "[y/n]? Why?"Why not Sugawara?
She gave him a small glance before getting out of the car. Her words stuck in her throat as she replied with a calm face, "I believe an apology is overdue."
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[y/n] stood outside of the Yamamoto estate nervously, his talk with Ryouta fresh in his mind. His palms were getting clammy and sweaty, however he thought he would've reacted a little bit worse if it were months before. Just a little bit.
A tall tanned male jogged up to the gate, unlocking it with the keypad as he smiled gently at his best friend. The two hugged tightly, both nervous for the conversation that was to take place in just a few moments.
Ruffling his hair, Ryouta made sure [y/n] was okay mentally, already noticing the overly sweaty palms.
"I'm sure it'll be fine." He really wasn't.
[y/n] bit his lip, unsure of his friend's words, "Are you sure? Cause last time-"
A wince came from the tanned male. After all [y/n]'s last visit wasn't very welcoming if one were to put it into words.
"- I got death threats."
Ryouta nodded slowly, pursing his lips before deciding to just get it over with. They walked to the front of the house, Ryouta's mother in the door frame as her features were steeled over like usual.
With a bow, [y/n] greeted the older woman. Slightly shaky, but significantly better than a few months ago.
"Hello, Ms. Yamamoto."
A satisfied nod came from the mother, "Welcome, [y/n]."
As the [h/c] haired male stood straight, he met eye contact with his friend. Both of them surprised by her use of words. 'Interesting.'
They sat down in the living room, the air tense as [y/n] and Ryouta sat next to each other, his mother seated in the couch parallel to them.
Breathing deeply, Ryouta's mother met eye contact with [y/n]. Her eyes clear and void of any malicious intent or disgust.
"[y/n], I'm sorry."
[y/n] blinked slowly, not sure if he heard her words correctly or not.
Seeing that the male was still in shock, Ryouta's mother bowed as far as she could in her seat.
"It was completely wrong of me to threaten you, to disregard you, to insult your mother, to even think about harming you when all you did was love my son." Ryouta's mother held her breath as she spoke, "It was utterly childish of me to do any of that to you when you were just in junior high. And to my son..."
As she raised her head, both [y/n] and Ryouta's eyes widened at the sincere apologetic expression she had.
"I'm so sorry for being such a bad mother. For not supporting you when you needed it."
A stunned silence filled the room. [y/n] looked slowly to Ryouta, only to find him in as much shock as he was.
He looked back to the woman in front of him. The same one that threatened his life, ruined his first love and gave him so many unneeded worries and fears. Yet, looking into the that same yellow eyes, [y/n] could tell she had truly changed.
"I forgive you."
Ryouta nearly gave himself whiplash due to how fast he turned his head, "[y/n]!"
A small smile appeared on his face, "Why not Ryouta? She apologized. Although it doesn't make up for the past year and a half, it's enough for now."
"But-"
Ryouta's mother spoke again, "Thank you, [y/n]."
The third-year could barely believe his ears, yet he knew his mother was a prideful person. To lower herself enough to apologize to both him and [y/n] was a feat he didn't think she was capable of.
"And in honor of this occasion, I invited someone else."
As soon as she finished her sentence, Ryouta didn't have enough time to wonder who as a grey-haired male walked through the door.
"Koushi?!/Sugawara!"
The setter bashfully smiled, giving a small bow to Ryouta's mother as he walked to the third-year soccer player.
There he held no fear as he lovingly held Ryouta's tanned hands, a smile on his face as he intertwined their fingers.
Still confused, Ryouta looked back and forth between his mother and Sugawara for an explanation.
"Your mother contacted me yesterday and we had a small talk." Sugawara had obviously heard about Ryouta's mother's attitude from both [y/n] and Ryouta, so to say he was scared was an understatement. However, it went better than he could have ever imagined, "And, I do believe she's trying to get better."
"That still doesn't explain why you're here though,"
[y/n] who already had a vague idea of what was happening, walked to Ryouta's mother and pulled out his phone. Earning a small smile from the woman.
A cheeky smile appeared on Sugawara's face, yet that didn't stop his heart from pounding in his chest.
"Well, I don't really know how to put this but..."
Ryouta raised an eyebrow and was about to look at the other people in the room when Sugawara went on his toes and placed a deep kiss on his lips, the soccer player responding almost instantly.
[y/n] mentally cheered in his mind as he kept recording, Ryouta's mother looking away as she tried to keep her wince in. Nonetheless, she was still happy for her son.
As they separated, a small pink hue settled on the taller male's face as he realized what he just did.
"Wha-"
"Be my boyfriend, Ryouta."
Ryouta looked around, thinking that it was a prank but seeing the blush that Sugawara had made him rethink.
A smile settled on his face as he squeezed Sugawara's hands harder.
"Of course."
Cheers erupted from [y/n] as the now couple kissed.
In the midst of it all, Ryouta's mother spoke up once again. Her heart light as she saw how happy her son was.
"Oh, I'm moving to the States tomorrow. So take care of him, Sugawara."
Ryouta once again looked back and forth between his mother and now boyfriend.
Giving her a thumbs up, Sugawara nodded, "Got it, Ms. Yamamoto!"
With one confused soccer player, the other laughing, a mother smiling, and a volleyball player grinning, the world once again seemed at peace.
[2/2] Ryouta & Sugawara Special is completed.