[The more he looks at it, the more he's getting pissed off and it's with great energy that is generally not possible for him this closely after waking up, Arakita throws his palm mate across the room so it gets lost in his closet and drags himself up, marching to the bathroom. He's gonna piss and then he's gonna go do something about this.]
[ that is... a confusing series of texts? arakita's not normally much of a chatterbox, but suga can't remember him ever being quiet so abrupt with him, either. still... it's still pretty early in the morning! maybe suga woke him up accidentally? or maybe he's misreading?
it's better just to brush it off! ]
okay, tell toudou i said hi! i'll see you tomorrow, right?
because now it's been almost thirty minutes without any answer, and suga's starting to get that cold feeling in the pit of his stomach. it's... almost just like it was with daichi, when things went from perfect to all messed up in one brutal instant, and he isn't even sure what he did wrong. ]
[ there's still a part of him that tries to insist that he must be misunderstanding, that maybe something just pulled arakita way suddenly and he'll come back and tease suga for blowing up his phone. ... but one hour goes by, and mei slowly stirs awake and starts hassling miyuki awake for breakfast. then two hours, and they're at the REKT center, but he's too distracted to even practice a proper round of setting drills. three hours, and he's been checking his palm reader often enough for miyuki and mei to both start teasing him about it.
four hours, five hours...
... and still, complete silence. ]
if i did something to make you upset with me, i'm sorry.
i promise that i'll work on it, whatever it is!
if you want to talk, i'll be here.
... but if you don't, that's okay, too. i won't bother you.
[It's well after noon by the time Arakita comes home to flop down into his own bed. He spent the night over there in the end, refusing to come home even if he told Suga to stay with his friends, mostly because he still feels irritated all over. Everything is just pissing him off and talking about it seems like more of a pain in the ass than ever - but ignoring it isn't working.
Hearing the buzzing in his closet reminds him that yeah, he does have texts, and then not only does he feel awful in the first place, now he'll be extra garbage because he's making Sugawara worry like hell. Eventually dragging himself off the bed and into the closet, he digs around through clothes until he just sits there and reads the messages,
and cusses quietly for a good twenty minutes before tapping out something.]
dropped phone and forgot to grab it, sorry for not answering.
ok done
on 2016-05-10 03:02 am (UTC)[The more he looks at it, the more he's getting pissed off and it's with great energy that is generally not possible for him this closely after waking up, Arakita throws his palm mate across the room so it gets lost in his closet and drags himself up, marching to the bathroom. He's gonna piss and then he's gonna go do something about this.]
SCREAMS
on 2016-05-10 03:33 am (UTC)it's better just to brush it off! ]
okay, tell toudou i said hi! i'll see you tomorrow, right?
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on 2016-05-10 03:34 am (UTC)unless! you already had plans?
that's okay, too! we don't have to hang out!
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on 2016-05-10 03:37 am (UTC)arakita?
did i say something wrong?
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on 2016-05-10 03:44 am (UTC)because now it's been almost thirty minutes without any answer, and suga's starting to get that cold feeling in the pit of his stomach. it's... almost just like it was with daichi, when things went from perfect to all messed up in one brutal instant, and he isn't even sure what he did wrong. ]
arakita?
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on 2016-05-10 03:52 am (UTC)four hours, five hours...
... and still, complete silence. ]
if i did something to make you upset with me, i'm sorry.
i promise that i'll work on it, whatever it is!
if you want to talk, i'll be here.
... but if you don't, that's okay, too. i won't bother you.
THE NEXT DAY........
on 2016-05-10 04:51 am (UTC)Hearing the buzzing in his closet reminds him that yeah, he does have texts, and then not only does he feel awful in the first place, now he'll be extra garbage because he's making Sugawara worry like hell. Eventually dragging himself off the bed and into the closet, he digs around through clothes until he just sits there and reads the messages,
and cusses quietly for a good twenty minutes before tapping out something.]
dropped phone and forgot to grab it, sorry for not answering.
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on 2016-05-10 04:51 am (UTC)no subject
on 2016-05-10 04:52 am (UTC)( NO RESPONSE )
on 2016-05-10 05:01 am (UTC)guess who stuffed his palm reader into a drawer at miyuki's place before he went to kinjou's?
looking at the NO NEW MESSAGES icon was just starting to hurt too much. ]