I dont really like posting to ffnet because its kind of annoying and I know I push the rating system o.o but eh, you can just come find me on ao3 under the same name to read any of my stuff if need be ^_^

you're probably gonna need to disregard what you know about the layout of the Karasuno gym and pretend the locker/change room is directly attached to it ahhh im sorry

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Sugawara threw his head back and laughed at the scene Daichi had painted in his mind, moving to avoid a small puddle in the cracked concrete.

"I really like your mother," he chuckled as they walked down the quiet, vibrant street. "She does the strangest things."

"Yeah well at least you didn't have to deal with the mess she made." The taller boy grumbled, kicking a stone in his path.

"Aw don't be like that." Suga laughed, nudging Daichi with his shoulder.

"You're just happy because she likes you more than she likes me."

Suga scoffed, "She loves you more than life itself Daichi, and you know it." He shrugs then, his smile turning sad. "I can't help it if I'm a little jealous."

Daichi immediately turned his full attention on him. "Suga..."

"It's okay, I'm not upset—oh crap"

"What is it?" Daichi's worried expression only deepens.

"I think I left my house keys in the locker room." Suga dug through his backpack, finding only books and pens. "Damn."

Daichi was already walking back the way they came. "It's not late, we can go back and still be home before it gets too dark."

Suga simply smiled gratefully, jogging to catch up.

Daichi veered off the path to the gym, heading towards the vending machine.

"You want the usual, Suga?" He asked, receiving a grateful smile and a nod. "I'll meet you out here, okay?"

Suga nodded once more before unlocking the door to the gym and hurrying towards the change rooms—he didn't want to make them any later than they already were.

"Hinata!"

Suga froze in his tracks.

Kageyama?

Suga was sure everyone had left for the day, though he knew for a fact that neither he nor Daichi had actually checked.

Kageyama's voice was loud, not quite angry but something similar. They must be fighting again.

Suga rolled his eyes and continued to the door of the locker room, ready to give them a serious talking to about acting like a team on and off the court.

What he didn't expect was to open the door to two very naked kouhai, who were currently on the floor, fucking.

Suga stood stock-still, mouth half open with the ghosts of words long forgotten.

For their part, the two first years didn't notice the new addition to the room, too caught up in each other. Kageyama's body completely covered Hinata's, the only parts of him visible being a shock of orange hair and a pair of trembling arms and legs.

Kageyama's face was buried in Hinata's neck as he set an erratic pace, thrusting into the smaller boy with more force than Suga would expect.

The third year saw Hinata's face then, and he watched on with horrified eyes as his expression contorted into one of obvious pain and discomfort, the redhead biting his bottom lip and squeezing his eyes shut, presumably to stop any pained noises from escaping him.

It had only been a few short seconds since Suga had entered the change room, but a lone tear tracking across Hinata's temple pulled him from his immobility and he sprang into action.

"Kageyama, stop! You're hurting him!" Suga yelled, running forward to pull Hinata out of Kageyama's now slack grip.

Hinata whimpered as he was drawn into Suga's chest, the older boy wrapping his arms around his waist from behind. He wore an equally shocked and pained expression, until the latter won over and he buried his face in Suga's shirt.

Kageyama called out to Hinata weakly, reaching out with one hand and trying to cover himself with the other.

The loud echoing slap of shoes on the court reverberated through the gym, getting closer until—

"Suga! I heard-!"

Daichi bowled into the locker room, stopping instantly when he saw the situation.

"...shouting." He finished his earlier thought, eyes flicking between Hinata in Suga's arms and Kageyama.

"Daichi, take Kageyama." Suga said quietly.

Daichi stared for a second longer before snapping his mouth shut and nodding once firmly.

He went to a nearby locker first, pulling out two towels. He draped one over Hinata before pulling Kageyama from the floor and wrapping him in the other.

Kageyama looked like he wanted to protest as he was being led out into the gym, but he was clearly still too shocked by what had happened—by what he had done to Hinata— that he went without a sound.

"I...I don't-I mean I—"

"Kageyama."

The first year stopped talking, completely at a loss for words. Daichi thought he looked a lot smaller like this. He was completely vulnerable, tugging the white towel tightly around his body. But the one thing that made the younger boy look like a completely different person was his expression. Daichi had never seen Kageyama look so terrified and upset all at once. He decided he didn't like it in the least.

"What happened?"

"I-we...Hinata—" Kageyama sounded like he was choking on his team mate's name.

"Kageyama, take a deep breath." Daichi instructed, placing a firm hand on his shoulder.

Kageyama did as he was told, taking a shaking breath.

"Now, start from the beginning." Daichi said, hoping that it would be easier for him to work up to their current situation.

"Beginning?"

"When did you and Hinata start dating?"

"Oh, um... about a month ago. I-I confessed to him first, and then he told me he'd wanted to confess to me for a few weeks but he didn't know how to do it."

Kageyama seemed to relax more remembering this. It did surprise Daichi a little, not that they were together (he had always had his suspicions), but that they'd been together for that long. He was sure him or Suga or anyone else on the team would have noticed. Apparently their kouhai were a pair of good actors.

"We didn't change much after that. We always walked home together and went to each other's houses to play video games anyway, I guess we just did it more often." Kageyama shrugged, blushing and looking uncomfortable before continuing. "And then we started kissing a lot, and it got—it started to be more. But we never got that far because we decided that we were rushing into things, even though we both wanted too."

He finished quietly, examining his hands as if they were the most fascinating thing he'd seen.

"B-but then a few weeks later we decided we would do it, and I told Hinata I knew how because I thought I did! I-I—!" Kageyama's breaths were coming in quick bursts. He was panicking.

Daichi slid the hand that was gripping the younger boys shoulder across his back, resting it on the other and pulling Kageyama into his side.

"Today, he wanted to—I swear he did! I didn't force myself on him or anything I just—that dumbass should have said something!" Kageyama rambled on, saying whatever came to mind, and Daichi let him. "No—nonono I should have noticed, damn it. I should have known I was h-hurting him, I should have stopped! I'm the worst boyfriend."

Daichi frowned and took a deep breath, hoping he would word this right.

"Kageyama listen, it's true that you should have been careful with Hinata, you should have paid more attention to him while he was vulnerable like that." Daichi said, because there was nothing else to say about that; Kageyama did mess up. "But, it's also true that no matter how much you wish it, you can't take it back. So wallowing on what happened won't help you."

Kageyama shook his head. "But I still did that, it still happened—"

"You made a mistake, a pretty dangerous mistake but a mistake all the same. You need to focus on making it up to Hinata, explain what you're feeling and how you never set out to hurt him. Because I know you didn't and I'm sure he does too."

Kageyama's eyes seemed to lose focus and something about his presence changed.

"What if he hates me now? What if he doesn't want to be near me? I mean I can't play volleyball without him, he's the best partner for me! And—and I can't not be near him—I like him! Damn it I really, really like him, he can't leave oh god—"

Daichi had to stop him there, because now he really was panicking; it sounded like he was struggling to breathe at all, harsh breaths dragging in and out erratically, eyes blown wide and pooling with tears. His hands were shaking and he was curling in on himself where they sat on the wooden bench.

Daichi cursed inwardly, slipping off the bench to kneel in front of the younger boy. He shouldn't have let Kageyama say and think those things.

He was definitely having a panic attack. Suga had them too, albeit infrequently, but Kageyama was showing all the same signs. And by the confusion mixed in with the panic in his eyes, Daichi could tell Kageyama had probably never experienced one before.

"Kageyama—hey, look at me." Daichi steadied him with his hands but Kageyama was as tense as ever, and didn't meet his gaze.

Don't restrain him. Daichi removed his hands. Suga hated being held like he couldn't escape when he was like this.

It had been so long since Sugawara's last attack that Daichi had to rake his brain for the best way to deal with this.

Koushi. He always called Suga by his first name when this happened. It seemed to bring a certain familial presence that calmed him— even if he didn't have the greatest relationship with his parents.

Daichi thought of one or two other things that usually helped that he couldn't try with Kageyama, as well as another pretty important one. Even though it was late in the afternoon, it was still rather bright in the gym, which could be a problem. Either way, Daichi could only try everything.

"Tobio, listen to me. I need you to close your eyes for me, okay?" Daichi waited. "Tobio?"

Kageyama lifted his head jerkily, tears spilling over and down his cheeks as he met Daichi's calm eyes. Daichi smiled, "Close your eyes."

The boy took a few more shuddering breaths before he nodded and let his eyelids fall. "I—I feel dizzy." He choked out.

Get him into a position he's comfortable in.

"Okay. Do you want to lie down?"

"No—" Kageyama's breathing picked again. "I don't... want to m—move from here."

"Okay, just stay in the position that makes you comfortable okay?" Daichi's voice was calm, but firm.

Kageyama nodded, briefly opening his eyes to determine where the upperclassman was. He let his head fall forward onto Daichi's shoulder slowly, breathing a little smoother now that he didn't have to hold up his swimming head.

Daichi kept steady and listened to Kageyama's breathing, which was still too abnormal to be healthy. He was probably still thinking about what Hinata will do after all this.

"Tobio I want you to focus on my breathing okay?"

"Okay."

"Good. Now I want you to mimic my breaths. Focus on only that." Daichi took a deep breath and held it for a second before letting it out.

Telling Kageyama that things with Hinata would be fine wouldn't help at all, it would only draw more attention to the thing that brought on this attack in the first place. It was better to get him to focus on something else.

Daichi took another breath, and another, and another until Kageyama was mostly meeting each one, occasionally slipping up but doing well for the most part.

After about two minutes, Kageyama's breathing was virtually back to normal. But now he was shaking for a whole different reason than panic, and Daichi could feel tears soaking into his shirt where Kageyama rested on his shoulder.

Daichi placed a cool hand on the back of Kageyama's neck. "It's okay, Kageyama."

"I-I'm sorry Daichi-san." The first year rasped out.

"There's no need for that." Daichi reprimanded. "Have you had a panic attack before?"

Kageyama sniffled before nodding. "Only once, it was so lo-long ago though, that's why I was confused." He pulled away from Daichi's shoulder, wiping at his face with the towel. "It was in middle school... after my team left me alone on the court."

"What did you do? Did someone help you?"

Kageyama shook his head. "I just stayed in the bathroom until it stopped, it went on for a lot longer than this one did... Thankyou for helping me."

"Of course, it's my job to look after you kouhai." Daichi patted Kageyama's head with a small smile.

Kageyama tried to return it but it came out as a grimace. "I did something terrible Daichi-san."

"Kageyama you just have to talk to him, okay? It's the only thing for it." Daichi told him firmly. He couldn't have Kageyama thinking like that again. "I'm going to message Sugawara, is it okay that I tell him what happened?"

Kageyama nodded rigidly, taking a deep breath.

Daichi smiled, placing a reassuring hand on Kageyama's knee.

To: Koushi

Sub: hows Hinata?

Suga, Kageyama's doing ok now, he had a bit of a panic attack before but he got through it. Hows the little guy going?