Man of the Match | DaiSuga

Chapter 45

Sugawara POV :

After Daichi had quickly taken himself into the bathroom I sat on the bed, laughing quietly to myself at the scene that had just happened, when take two of Daichi bursting into the bedroom with the towel round his waist happened. His hair was at least semi wet this time, as if he had hopped in the shower, remembered something important and then jumped back out. "Wait we're dating?" He asked blushing with a huge grin on his face and I felt myself stare at him mentally face palming. I couldn't be too harsh as his smile was genuine, it was wide and emitting radiance, filling the room with happy energy. "Like boyfriends dating?" He asks desperately requiring clarification.

I opened my mouth frowning in bewilderment at how dense this man can be. "Er... Yes!" I ended up laughing despite trying not to out of fear of hurting his feelings. "You asked me on a date after confessing, that kinda implies we are dating and boyfriends." I couldn't hold back the obnoxious laughs that were trying to escape me, the kind that shake your belly and have you scratching at your ribs for air. He still stood their looking like a puppy, big brown eyes just staring back at me in awe. He quickly scurried over to give me a peck before darting back out the room leaving me alone and confused. 

How can someone be so painstakingly observant yet so dense at the same time? 

I quietly took myself down the corridor to check on Eijiro who was already fast asleep, forgetting the story I was suppose to read to him. He looked peaceful and as I left I turned out his lamp to allow him to sleep undisturbed before going back to Daichi's room. I took my place back on the bed and began to motionlessly scroll through social media to pass the time. A notification caught me by surprise on my instagram as I opened the account to see Kuroo. The rooster of the night, my saviour that one time and a distant acquaintance after that. We never really spoke much but for the rest of my time in Tokyo he kind of escorted me about, he would dominate the conversation and at the time me being a little more nervous and a lot quieter than I am now - it was nice to not feel so central to everyone's conversations. He distracted me from the fact that I was the trans kid and reminded me I was just a boy attending school and that it doesn't always have to suck. 

I opened the DMs and read the quick catch up he had sent, it was talking about how he hadn't played volleyball against me in a while and that randomly the other day he remembered I'd gone to Karasuno. The schools previously holding rivalry whilst Coach Ukai was around. I smiled at the mini overview he had given, how he was doing. He even had a girlfriend now which was new. I always thought he'd end up with Kenma but maybe not... He was the Captain of Nekoma's team since starting his third year. It was a casual catch up and it ended with him asking how my life was going. 

I didn't know where to begin. How is it going? Where do I begin? What do I respond?

I sighed before beginning to type out a response, the conversation seeming to flow more naturally as I thought less and typed more.

You: Hey! Long time no talk Rooster!

I continued to type, allowing the words to form without thought. I told him about how I was doing in class, my recent trip back to Tokyo, how I had some amazing friends. I even told him how Volleyball was going, explaining that despite not having a coach the Captain of our team was doing his best. His replies came quick as he would probe for further details, and it didn't take me long to start trying to pry into his love life. It felt weird him having a girlfriend, maybe a lot has changed for him in three years. The conversation made it's way onto Kenma, me asking if he was still as game obsessed a he used to be and Kuroo simply responding in crying face emojis. So you're still second best to video games I see. I smirked enjoying the mild commentary my mind was coming up with. 

My thoughts were pulled away from my phone as Daichi entered the room, this time wearing some pyjama bottoms but still no shirt - this was pretty normal though. He would go shirtless whenever he could as he complained about being too warm in bed. I think he is just one of those irritating people who are always warm, you know the ones that just appear boiling even when it's snowing. I gave him a quick smile, before putting my phone away and grabbing the towel and toothbrush, but before I could leave he gently grabbed my wrist. 

"So erm... about the whole... thing." He seemed to awkward, I knew what he was referring to, it didn't take a genius to guess but I appreciated him trying to figure out where the boundary was. "Do you want me to turn the lights out and go to sleep while you get ready? Like when we have sleepovers with Asahi? Or..." He rubs the back of his neck awkwardly, clearly unsure what a second option would be and if there even was one. I gave him a quick kiss to reassure him (and lowkey shut him up) before turning and leaving. I didn't mind, whatever he thinks is best will work for me. I trust him not to be a dick about it, and the pyjamas he'd given me looked large, even for him. 

I entered the bathroom, refamiliarizing myself with it after my last few weeks of absence from the sleepovers. I smiled, setting the temperature how I liked before undressing whilst the water began to warm up. Condensation fogged the mirror after Daichi's shower, meaning I didn't even have to face my imposter in the mirror. I could just relax. I stepped into the shower and allowed the warm water to run over me, heating up my cold bones and allowing my mind to wonder. 

I wonder if maybe I could meet up with Kuroo one weekend, maybe if we get the team in shape, perhaps we can have another match against Nekoma - it would be awesome to see everyone again. 

I smiled as nostalgic thoughts and fond memories swam my mind throughout my night-care routine. It felt calming, knowing everything was looking up, old friends, new loves and the chance to get the first years into shape for a proper reunion match. The thoughts swam in my head like a lake of honey and I allowed the sweet melodies to overtake me as I silently left the bathroom, carrying the bundle of my clothes back to the room. 

Had I forgotten to take my bag in - yes.

Was my packer hiding somewhere in the middle of the clothes bundle - also yes.

I re-entered the room to Daichi's steady breathing, the light was out, my futon by the door and the Captain sound asleep. I smiled to myself before folding my clothes next to the bed and clambering under the covers. However, for the first time while being at Daichi's I felt cold. I wanted to hold him, feel his touch. I sighed, he was asleep and we are dating so it isn't weird. Yeh... totally not weird to crawl into bed with him.

My sleepy sappy brain had rationalised the thought and now my legs were putting it into motion as I crawled in beside him, pushing my back against his chest. His arm slinked around and grabbed me around my stomach pulling me closer to him, causing me to jump in surprise. "I thought you were asleep." I whispered as he wriggled a bit, getting comfy with me as his little spoon.

"I was secretly hoping you'd do this." I could feel his smile as his hot breath fanned across the back of my neck. "Don't worry. You're so tense." He let out a low, tired chuckle. "I won't hold you anywhere weird - promise. I just want snuggles." And with that he buried his head into the crook of my neck, his left arm wrapped around my stomach as his right arm draped lazily above his head, the cast resting on his pillow. I smiled to myself and allowed myself to melt into his touch, feel him warm against me, soak in the gently strokes his fingers made against my side. 

"Sleep well Koshi." He murmured into the crook of my neck, so quiet I might have missed it if my attention wasn't solely focused on him.

Sleep well Daichi, love you.