The night was cold, and the gym was finally empty after practice. You stood near the entrance, feeling the chill creep in as you hugged yourself for warmth.

Sugawara caught sight of you, his gaze softening as he approached. Without a word, he slipped off his club jacket and stepped closer, gently draping it over your shoulders. His hands lingered there for a moment, brushing against your arms. “You’ll freeze if you stand out here like this,” he said, his voice warm and soft. like always.

He stayed close, his body almost brushing against yours. You could feel the heat from him, contrasting the cold air. “Better?” he asked, his eyes searching yours, his hand lightly squeezing your shoulder before dropping back to his side.

A few feet away, the rest of the team was still talking. “Daichi’s treating us to pork buns, right?” Tanaka asked, his voice carrying over the quiet night.

“Yeah, it’s freezing,” Hinata chimed in. “We need something warm!”

Kageyama groaned, stretching. “Focus on next week’s practice match, idiots.”

Sugawara smiled softly, but his focus stayed on you. “Ready to go?” he asked, his hand lightly brushing your arm again, the contact lingering as the warmth from his jacket settled around you.