A/n : I CANT BELIEVE I WROTE A DAISUGA FANFIC OMG. It's pretty cliche, but please bear with me! I'll do my best! Oh my gosh when I wrote out the planning and the story (at 1 in the morning), I was dying of feels! This ship is just- Anyway, please enjoy! /whispers the next chapter is gonna be adorbs I promise.
On a side note, Haikyuu is ruining my life. It's perfect.
Hmm... How should I do it?
Daichi paced around his room, walking in a square, occasionally plopping down onto his bed before standing up again.
What does he like? Hm... Suga, Suga, Suga...
Maybe, after practice, I'll tell him, when the rest leaves... Then I'll need to tell them to leave the cleaning up to just the two of us... But, that would definitely make them suspicious of us.
No, no, no! Definitely not that!
Daichi sighed then headed to the kitchen to get some food to think while eating.
Hm... Maybe I should just write a letter or something. I mean, that would be easier, won't it?
Argh, but that's kinda cliche... Suga will probably think I'm insincere, and what if someone gets a hold of it?!
Daichi slapped himself mentally.
Let alone text him... Damn.
Maybe I should just say it straight out to him. Like, "Will you go out with me?" Or something. Also, I need a suitable time...
He aimed to execute a romantic confession, to mark the starting point of everything. It could also be the ending point of everything. It was a very great risk, but he had to do it. He had been keeping it in for years, and he knew that if he did not tell him soon, it would all be over.
What about lunch time then? Most of my classmates shouldn't be around in class during that time... Hm, but there'll still be people... And knowing him, he'll probably faint or something. Haha.
He walked around the house for another solid ten minutes before retreating to his room, with nothing decided.
Daichi sighed as he dropped to his bed, muttering to himself, "What am I supposed to do? How am I supposed to tell you how I feel, Suga?"
"Oooh shit, shit, shit! I'm so late!" Daichi sprinted to the gymnasium where practice started fifteen minutes ago. "I didn't expect Sensei to talk for so long!"
He was just about twenty meters away from the gymnasium when someone ran past him out of the blue, causing him to slam the brakes and come to a stop just outside the gymnasium door.
"Woah!" Both of them halted.
Panting, the other boy apologized frantically, "I'm so sorry!"
"Ah, no, it's fine! I'm okay!" Daichi smiled, panting. After the boy jogged off, he heaved a sigh of relief, still recovering from the shock.
From there, he heard Asahi's voice echo through the window. He paused to listen the moment he heard his name.
"Hm, Suga?"
"Eh, yes?" Daichi heart skipped a beat upon hearing his voice and his ears perked up.
"What's wrong? You look a little troubled," concern arose in Asahi's voice as Daichi began to listen intently.
"Ah... You noticed eh?" Sugawara chuckled nervously a little and Daichi could totally visualize how he looked like then. "Actually... It's just that... I've been wondering what kind of volleyball I should get. The one i have now is too worn out. I've been to sports shops before, but there were too many designs to choose from..."
"Eh?! It's about that?" Asahi said, shocked, as he thought it was something of a higher scale.
"But don't worry about it! I'll resolve it on my own!" Sugawara assured.
Outside, Daichi mumbled to himself, "Volleyball... Volleyball..."
Something hit him and a smile instantly appeared. Got it.
He pushed open the gymnasium door with his big smile still plastered on his face unconsciously, "Sorry, I'm late!"
"It's okay, Daichi!" Asahi turned to him.
"Mou, Daichi! That's not the face you should have when you're late!" Sugawara looked over from behind Asahi's shoulder, his eyebrows furrowed together a little and pouting ever so slightly that sometimes Daichi thinks it is an unconscious habit. A cute one at that, too.
Daichi felt his heart melt as he tried to naturally close the gymnasium door with his hand grabbing the handle a little bit too tight. Ahh... Suga's always so cute when he does that.
"Haha... You're right, sorry!" Daichi put down his bag as he joined the other two third years. "By the way, why aren't you guys practising?"
"We were looking at how the kouhai are doing," Sugawara smiled.
"Yamaguchi's jump float serve is coming along well, I'm glad," Asahi said, a glimmer of hope almost appearing in his eyes. "Hinata's spikes look like they're becoming stronger, too."
"Woaahh... Asahi, you've really matured!" Daichi and Sugawara both said in unison, surprised.
"Eh? No, I'm just... I'm just proud of my kouhai, okay?!" Asahi, blushing a little. "And what are you, my parents?"
At that statement, both Daichi and Sugawara had a hint of a blush creeping up their cheeks, although it was much more obvious on Daichi's. However, both of them chuckled to cover it up before it got worse.
"Anyway, it's time to join them. I also need to give Kageyama some tips," Sugawara left the three-man group first to head to the court where the rest were.
"Let's go!" Daichi patted Asahi on his back. "We can't lose to Suga!"
"Osu!"
"Okay! Time for laps then we'll wrap it up!" Daichi shouted, his firm and strong voice reverberating through the entire gymnasium. Daichi did not know, but whenever he did that, Sugawara would smile a little on the inside. His voice made everything feel safer, in a way.
"Osu!" Everyone proceeded to do their final round of laps for that day.
"Alright! So this is how I'll do it..." Daichi uncapped his pen and started to scribble on a piece of used paper.
The moment he reached home, he bathed immediately and quickly finished dinner, and settled down at his desk. He wanted to write it down as soon as possible lest he forgets it.
To be more specific, lest he forgets how he planned to finally confess to Sugawara.
That afternoon, when he overheard Asahi's and Sugawara's conversation, an idea had hit him pretty hard and he felt stupid that he did not think of it earlier.
However, after he wrote all the details down, he felt like the idea was stupid. It was not the best idea, nor the worst, but it was something about it that bugged him.
Why? Why would I do that?
Daichi fell silent for a while before muttering, "But this is the only good method I can think of!"
It has to be this! This is the only way I can do it!
Argh... But it feels kind of... What's that word?
It feels kind of...
"Awkward! Yes, awkward!" Daichi accidentally said it outloud, grinned then frowned again. Why?
Hm... I mean...
Who would even think of doing this?
It was the weekends already, and Daichi had drawn up a plan for his 'ultimate confession', so to speak. In his plan, he included everything. Ranging from what is going to be the 'main attraction' to Sugawara's possible reactions. He even had a backup plan on another piece of paper.
When he went out to one of the popular sports shops, he stopped in his tracks and the hard truth just had to hit him then, "Wait, why am I even trying this hard for something so small?! I mean, the gift isn't something big... It's just a really small thing to get, but..."
It feels like I'm back to where I started.
Daichi sighed then promptly walked in.
He spent a total of two and a half hours in there, walking around, sitting down and getting distracted by the equipment the shop has. Heck, he even tried out a couple of pairs of volleyball shoes.
This wasn't what he went there for, however, it was totally different from what he had imagined and pictured perfectly in his head.
He did not expect to spend such a long time in there, that was one thing. Another thing was, he was getting distracted by every single thing the shop had to offer!
He definitely did not come here for that.
He quickly walked over to the volleyball section while steeling his heart as all the cool equipment tried to catch his attention from the corners of his eyes.
He stopped in front of a huge rack of volleyballs. It was magnificent. Never in his life had he ever seen so many new and colorful volleyballs. From top to bottom, the rack was covered with them. It was his first time coming to that particular shop, so he assumed that was excusable.
Out of so many... I wonder which were the ones Sugawara picked out.
Daichi scanned the rack closely and carefully, making sure not to miss even a single one, while he mentally rejected those he did not want to buy.
Come on, Daichi, think. If it's Suga, which would he choose?
His eyebrows furrowed closer together, as he continued to stare daggers into each and every volleyball his eyes fell upon.
If it's Suga... If it's...
Then he saw it. The color did not stand out, but the moment he saw it, he knew it just had to be that one. That particular one, with that particular color combination. He tiptoed a little to get it down.
It felt perfect in his hands as he turned the ball around and around, admiring it.
If it's Suga, he'll definitely pick this one. Even if it's not that bright and colorful like the others.
Daichi recalled a time when Sugawara once said to him, "Sometimes, simplicity is best."
Yeah. Simplicity is best.
"Let's clean up and we can go!"
"Osu!" All of them dispersed.
Pretty soon, the gymnasium door slammed shut and off they all went. Along the way, they slowly went their separate ways.
Finally, it was down to just Daichi and Sugawara.
Daichi was so glad he stayed near Sugawara it was indescribable.
"You look pretty happy today, Daichi," Sugawara, smiling, commented.
"Eh? Really? Haha," Daichi was indeed happy. I mean, who wouldn't be when they are with their loved ones?
Daichi paused, "Ah, wait here for a sec, Suga. I'll go get something from my place." They had reached Daichi's house and Daichi was supposed to bid farewell, but today was a bit different. Sugawara was bewildered, but he obliged anyway.
"Sure, take your time."
Daichi sprinted off while Sugawara stood outside waiting.
Sugawara did not count how many minutes he took, but he was positive he came out in about one minute flat.
Daichi, panting, went over to Sugawara holding a cyan box decorated with stars and a ribbon. It was cute in its own way, and Sugawara was quite astonished yet confused at the same time.
"Eh? What's this?" Sugawara questioned Daichi.
"Ah, well..." Daichi stammered. He then realized planning for everything was one thing, doing it was a completely different one. "Actually, that day I... N-No, I mean, this is just a birthday present in advance... I'm sorry if it's crappy, but please accept it!" Daichi bowed and handed Sugawara the gift with two hands, flushing a little.
"A-Ah, t-thank you!" Sugawara was surprised by the sudden kind gesture and was taken aback by everything. "I didn't expect you to..."
Daichi grinned upon seeing how happy Sugawara was. Even though it was not that obvious, Sugawara's eyes were glowing with excitement.
"Oh, and... Please open it when you get home! I-It's a little embarrassing so..." Daichi told Sugawara as gently as he could, lest he hurt his feelings.
"Sure, I will!" Sugawara beamed.
"Then, I'll be going home first, bye! Be careful, alright? See you tomorrow!" Daichi turned to leave, waving goodbye to the lighter-haired man who was admiring the box he had in his hand most of the time.
"I will! Bye! See you!" Sugawara waved back before continuing on his journey home.
Sugawara's room
Uwah, i wonder what it might be... The box is cool, too!
Sugawara placed the box down on the table carefully before dropping his bag onto the bed. He was grinning from ear to ear just by looking at it since he got home and his mother wondered if he had knocked his head against a pole. She did not question about the box, though, since she could somewhat guess who gave it to him.
Should I open it now? Hm, maybe not... I should always leave the best for last.
Sugawara fidgeted around a little, pondering. In the end, he decided to take a bath first before opening it.
Daichi's room
Uwah... I actually did it! I actually gave it to him! Oh god, I'm so nervous! I mean, what's going to happen? Will he like it? Will he be disappointed? AHHH!
Daichi ruffled his short black hair in frustration, as he imagined how Sugawara would react when he reaches home and opens the box.
Maybe I really should not have gotten him the volleyball... Well, it's too late to regret now.
Daichi sighed as he entered the bathroom.
I wonder what he's doing now...
Sugawara's room
Sugawara came out of the bath feeling as fresh as a daisy... And still grinning.
He quickly settled down at the bed, and grabbed the box and put it in front of him. What might it be? What might it be?
He did not dare to imagine or think what it might be, though. He was afraid that he might be disappointed and hurt Daichi's heartfelt feelings.
He exhaled and untied the ribbon, leaving it to fall to the sides. Rubbing his hands, he slowly lifted the cover and a familiar smell gushed out, filling his nostrils.
A smell that he always loved.
"U-Uwaahh!" Sugawara let out a loud squeal which made his mother knock on the door, worried.
"What's wrong, dear?" His mother slowly opened the door, to reveal a Sugawara with an enormous smile plastered on his face and his eyes glittering like stars in the night sky. "Eh?! I-Is everything alright?"
"Mom! Daichi! Look what Daichi got me!" Sugawara pulled the volleyball out of the box and showed it to her.
His mother chuckled, looking at her precious son being so happy. "Make sure you thank him properly tomorrow, alright?" Sugawara nodded, his smile not showing any signs of fading off.
After she closed the door, she started to tear up a little. Thank you so much, Daichi-kun... Please take care of my little baby in the future!
Sugawara was screaming in happiness inside his head as he rolled around the bed, gazing at his new volleyball.
"It looks so cool and sleek!" He said to himself. "And this was one of the few I actually decided to choose from!"
The ball was grey and black with a streak of red in the middle. The color combination was perfect for Sugawara. It was his favorite and it was the first to catch his eye when he scanned the huge rack.
He hugged the ball close, "Did Daichi go out of his way to get it for me?" He grinned at that thought as he whispered a soft "thank you" from the bottom of his heart.
"Hm?" He noticed something on the ball and sat up. "What's this? Words? It looks like his handwriting..."
On the volleyball, scribbled with black ink were the words, somewhat neatly written in Daichi's handwriting, "Will you go out with me?"
Sugawara sat staring at the six words for a minute or two before he shouted, "Ehhh?!"
His heart thumping, Sugawara asked, "W-What are you talking about, Daichi?!" Sugawara put the ball down and covered his face which was getting hotter by the second. "What am I doing, talking to a ball?!"
He looked at the ball again, with the same six words. "I must be dreaming..." Sugawara blushed even harder. "And I even read that in his voice..."
Something hit him and he took the box with both hands and peered inside it. Is there more? There might be a card that I missed out!
"I mean, it can't just end here!" Sugawara dug around and successfully found something. "Ah! A piece of paper!"
He fished it out and on it was a set of scribbled handwriting, like Daichi rushed it. It read, "The ink's washable, I'm sorry!"
Sugawara fell silent for a while before bursting out in a fit of giggles, "That idiot!"
There wasn't anything else he could find, not a card saying something like, "All the best!" Or "Happy birthday!" When there usually should be one. Just that thought made Sugawara feel all fuzzy inside.
"Thanks, Daichi. It's the best gift ever."
Next day, during lunch period, Sugawara dragged Daichi out to the balcony of their classroom.
"What's the matter, Suga?" Daichi tried to act natural that day, like nothing ever happened the previous day. He did not want to break down in embarrassment in the middle of lessons.
Sugawara pulled him a little closer by the arm and whispered in his ear, "My answer is yes." He then quickly and softly pecked him on the cheek.
Daichi's blood came at lightning speed. He got a little dizzy and stuttered.
"Eh? Well... I... I-I mea- Yo- uh... I... Uwah... J-just give me a sec..." He turned around and squatted, so his back would be facing Sugawara. He covered his face, exhaled heavily and tried to calm down. His mind thought otherwise, though.
Uwahh... He really saw it! He really saw my message! What should I do now? Should I turn around and hug him? Ugh... But there are people in class... They'll misunderstand and cause an uproar! Then should I k- Wait, what's wrong with you, Daichi! If I can't hug him, then much less I should k-kiss him... Anyway! Should I thank him? Oh my gosh, what for?! That's so lame! Ahh... I really shouldn't keep him waiting...! Maybe I shou-
Just then, he felt a pair of hands on his shoulders and he instinctively looked over his shoulder. It all happened too fast.
His face is... Close.
Sugawara had bent over and he kissed Daichi, a little harder, on his lips, before Daichi could even utter a word. "I like you," Sugawara's whispered huskily and softly as he pulled away.
Sugawara then skipped off to the cafeteria with a big smile on his face and a light blush highlighting his fair cheeks, leaving Daichi, who's blushing his head off, to cover his face in embarrassment and utter shock from everything Sugawara had done. His blood rushed to his head too fast and he could not stand up. Dammit, Suga! You little devil! You're too cute, dammit!
On the way to the cafeteria, Sugawara broke down and had to slap himself, which earned him a handful of confused looks from the people around him. Oh my god I can't believe it. I actually did it. Oh my god. Oh my god.
Back at the classroom, Daichi had finally managed to stand up and go over to one of their classmates, saying with a really serious face, but with a tinge of red staining his cheeks, "Please slap me awake."