“Let’s go” Suna snapped quietly- your boyfriend was beyond unhappy after a volleyball match against Karasuno- made worse by Tsukishima’s taunts and deliberate assertiveness the entire game.

He took your waist firmly slinging his bag over his shoulder and leaving the gym heading to his car.

“You’re coming home with me tonight.” he stated bluntly, his hand sliding down your back giving an impatient squeeze.