title from masterpiece theatre ii by marianas trench.
(every time i write daisuga it just ends up being disgustingly domestic and grossly fluffy i apologize.)
in which being papa crow and mama crow is hard, especially when you have so many baby crows.
"Daichi-san, Daichi-san! Wake up!"
Daichi groans, sitting up reluctantly. His eyes are assaulted by the daylight coming in from the doorway where one of his men slammed the door open, and he groans again. He can feel Suga's grabby hands searching blindly for his missing warmth.
"This better be good, Tanaka," growls Daichi.
"It is! Or, wait, it really isn't-I mean, gah! It's Kageyama and Hinata! They're trying to kill each other in the courtyard!"
"They're always trying to kill each other," mumbles Suga, his hands finding a pillow and smashing it against his face.
Daichi turns back to Tanaka, an exasperated frown on his face. "Suga's right. Just confiscate their weapons and let them talk it out with their fists."
"I did! But they're destroying the courtyard, and Yuu's out with Asahi-san on a delivery, Kiyoko-san's at a meeting, I can't find Ennoshita, Yamaguchi's still in the infirmary,Tsukishima's no help, and Narita and Kinoshita are still at Ukai-san's place, and I-uh, I kinda left Yachi with them..." Tanaka's voice fades out towards the end, his eyes shifting away from their leader and his thumbs twiddling in front of him.
"You WHAT?"
Suga bolts upright, startling Daichi off the bed, except he's still entangled within the blankets, so only his upper half ends up on the floor. Tanaka doesn't dare laugh at the sight. He can practically feel the anger and annoyance radiating from Daichi, who is definitely awake now and more than capable of dishing out punishments of toilet duty-for a month. But what has him freezing to a silent stone statue is Suga, whose horrified-and worse-disappointed face is tilted towards him, those faded brown eyes wide and eerily aimed directly at Tanaka despite them not being able to see him. Suga hasn't even made a move to help Daichi off the floor, which is how Tanaka knows he's really fucked up.
"What in the world were you thinking," hisses Suga, "leaving Yachi with them? I thought you were smarter than that, Ryuu! How could you!"
"I'm sorry! I didn't-I told her not to engage with them while I went to get you guys-"
"What if they kill her? Oh my god, what if Yachi's dead?"
"Suga-"
"They're both idiots, they probably wouldn't even notice-oh dear-"
"Suga-!"
"Oh no, my poor baby, she's too young-"
"Suga!"
Daichi manages to free himself from the evil clutches of their blankets, and he leaps back onto the bed to grab at Suga's hands, trying to calm his partner down. "Suga, you're overreacting. Yachi's tough, she can handle them. Calm down." He glares over his shoulder at Tanaka, who gulps.
"I'll just, uh-I'mma just-head back..." Tanaka quickly turns heel and makes a run for it.
Daichi pats Suga's head, smoothing down stray strands of silky silver hair. "It's okay, Suga. They're dumb, but they're not stupid. You raised them, right?"
Suga sighs, closing his eyes and leaning into Daichi's touch. "You're right. We raised them, they're good kids."
"Yeah. Now let's go and make sure our house is still intact, yeah?"
Suga smiles. He blinks open sightless brown irises, a determined expression on his face. "I'm going to make them sit in the corner and think about what they did."
Daichi laughs. "They're almost college-age, Suga."
"So?"
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"You almost gave poor Yachi a heart attack," says Suga, hands on his hips and a motherly frown on his face. He continues to lecture them, while they shrink further and further into themselves, because there's nothing more terrifying than Suga's disappointment. Not even Daichi's Angry Dad mode can compare.
"Now, what do you have to say for yourselves?"
Kageyama and Hinata stop elbowing each other and bow their heads obediently from where they're kneeling on the ground in front of Suga. "We're sorry," they chorus solemnly.
"And how are you going to make it up to Yachi?"
"Help her with the laundry," Kageyama answers quickly.
"Hey, I wanted to say it!"
"Well, I said it already, so shut up, dumbass!"
"Who are you calling dumbass, dumbass!"
"You little-"
Yachi waves her hands, but they ignore her, their voices rising at an alarming rate. She risks a glance over at the man beside her, and lets out a terrified squeak. Suga's smiling, but it's not the gentle smile he usually wears. No, this smile sends chills down her back. Backing away slowly, Yachi bolts, all the way back to her room.
I'm sorry, Hinata, Kageyama, it was nice knowing you two-