a/n: oh no, I'm back at it again with the daily prompts. I hope you guys don't mind. xD Although there are only 20-something, not 31, so I won't quite reach the end of the month unless I find more. Reviews are much appreciated! 💙

December Prompts / Day 1: "Where's my jacket?"

Suguro was so engrossed in the task of gathering his books and getting his homework together that he almost forgot to put a coat on before heading out. It only struck him when he was opening the door that led outside, and a rope of chilly wind bit into his skin, that yeah, it was pretty damn cold outside. It was mid-November, after all—and early in the morning, at that.

So he turned on his heel, very nearly crashing into an unsuspecting Konekomaru. Said boy stumbled backward in surprise.

"Oh, sorry. I forgot my jacket," he said gruffly. "I'll be right back. You go on ahead."

"Ok," Konekomaru said with a nod. "Be careful."

He hummed in reply. Well, somebody had to tell Shima to hurry the hell up. They were going to be late at this point.

Backtracking didn't take long. But when he reached the dorm and scanned the room, he didn't see his jacket anywhere. Not around the beds. Or near the desks. Which meant, damn it, was he going to have to face the cold without any kind of protection.

"Oi. Shima," he called, brow twitching. "Where's my jacket?"

Shima glanced up, blinking in confusion. He was currently putting his tie together, half out the door. "Uh, I don't know?"

That was fucking peachy. With an annoyed sigh, Suguro set about checking the dorm again to see if he missed something. And then again. By the time he started his third round, he was pretty damn sure his efforts were pointless. Wherever it was, it wasn't here.

"Oh well," he grumbled to himself with a scowl as he made his way back down the stairs. "It is what it is."

At least he had his blazer. That counted for something. Damn it, he hated winter for this very reason. It was too inconvenient.

The walk to school was a painful one. By the time he reached the academy, he was covered in goosebumps and had to bite his lip to keep his teeth from chattering. The wind-chill hadn't made it any better. He was unbelievably relieved that the inside of the school was warm.

"Are you sure you're ok, Bon?" Konekomaru asked worriedly, brows knitted together as he studied him. "I'm sorry you couldn't find your coat."

"It's no big deal," he said dismissively. "It's around the dorm somewhere. It's gotta be."

Konekomaru looked unconvinced, but eventually nodded and headed to his first class with a hesitant wave. Suguro worked his jaw.

This was so irritating. At least it was only his jacket and not say, his textbooks or his wallet. That would have been a pain in the ass.

The rest of the day crawled by achingly slowly. Some of his class periods gave him free time to work on his studies, but since he'd already finished the majority of his homework, he was left bored and wondering what awaited him after regular school hours.

Then. Then lunch hour arrived, and he scowled as he realized this meant he'd have to go back out into the cold to get food.

Whatever. You've been through worse. Suck it up.

"Oi, Suguro!"

Suguro paused in his steps upon hearing Okumura's voice, arching a brow as he turned slowly to see the kid running up to him like he was in a hurry. "Hey, Okumura. What do you want?"

"I've been looking all over for you," he said instantly. "See, you left this in the cram school after class yesterday and—"

"That's where it went," Suguro interrupted, eyes widening as Okumura pulled his jacket out of his bag. "Why do you have it?"

Okumura shot him a look. "I was kind of explaining that part, Suguro."

"Right, right. Give it here, will you?"

Okumura complied easily. "You left it in there after Yukio's class yesterday, and when I noticed it you'd already left, and then I couldn't find you, so I took it home, and I guess I could have used my magic key to go to your dorm but then I thought maybe that would have been rude to drop by unannounced so I was gonna give it to you in the morning and I—"

"Ok, ok," Suguro said hastily, cutting off Okumura's anxious rambling by raising his hand. "I get it, alright? I get it. It's not a big deal. And, uh, thanks."

Okumura was quiet a moment, taking in a deep breath. Then he was grinning, flashing him a thumbs-up. "No prob! Oh, and I washed it for you, too. Kinda seemed like it needed it. Anyway, see you at cram school!"

Suguro blinked as Okumura suddenly darted off, watching him go with a stunned expression. Then, finally, his words caught up with him, and Suguro suddenly found himself snarling. "Hey, Okumura! You just—what do ya mean by 'it seemed like it needed it'?!"

Okumura started laughing. Didn't stop running. So Suguro chased after him.

"Hey! Get back here, ya monkey!"