Decided to write for @daisugaweek2017! (We’ll see if I am able to do the whole week *fingers crossed*)
Here’s Day 1:
Staying in/ Sneaking out
Daichi had finally, finally fallen asleep when the first knock rattled through his bedroom, rousing him from that much coveted slumber he had spent the last hour and a half struggling to capture.
“Are you kidding me?” Daichi whispered, eyes still closed tightly against the darkness of the night. “Are you kidding me right now?”
Another knock pounded from somewhere to his left. Daichi peeled his eyelids open and glared at the curtain hiding the sliding door that lead to the balcony overlooking the backyard of his family home.
There was only one person ballsy enough to scale the three stories to his bedroom in the dead of night. Actually, it didn’t matter what time of day it was. No one was stupid enough to risk climbing the side of his house, which was virtually devoid of handholds other than the rickety gutter barely hanging on to the cream colored stucco of the wall.
No one but his vice-captain, that is.
A third knock, louder this time, echoed through the room and Daichi let out a low groan.
“Bastard,” he muttered as he rolled onto his side and pushed drowsily into a sitting position. He didn’t bother pulling on his sweats or shirt as he slumped tiredly across the room to the balcony. He grabbed the curtains and thrust them open.
He found Sugawara immediately, fully dressed and standing just outside his door with a bright grin illuminating his face. His eyes darted down Daichi’s bare chest and over his black briefs and he fanned his face sarcastically, grin sliding into a shit eating smirk.
Daichi’s scowl deepened and he considered dragging the curtains closed once more and returning to bed, but seemingly reading his mind, Sugawara hurriedly pressed his hands to the glass of the sliding door and leaned into it, pouting his lips and fluttering his eyelashes in a silent plea.
Daichi let out a heavy sigh and unlocked the door. Sugawara slid it open immediately.
“About time!” he said cheerfully.
“What are you doing here, Suga?” Daichi asked warily, moving back as his vice-captain stepped into the room, a little too close to Daichi’s near naked form for comfort. “You do realize that we finally have a day off of practice tomorrow, right? Shouldn’t you be catching up on your sleep?”
“That’s why I’m here,” Sugawara shifted closer to him, ignoring the careful distance Daichi insisted on keeping between them. “We have a day off tomorrow! Let’s do something!”
“All I want to do is sleep.”
“Lame! Daichi, you’re boring!”
“I’m fine with that.”
Sugawara huffed and crossed his arms over his chest, “I run all the way here, risk my life to climb to your room—”
“I didn’t ask you to—”
“And you’re going to reject me?” Sugawara pressed the back of his hand to his forehead dramatically. “Unthinkable! Ungrateful! Woe is me! Whatever shall I do with myself?”
“Guess I’ll throw myself from the balcony,” Sugawara turned and walked back out of the room.
“Be my guest,” Daichi turned and walked back to his bed. “Just be quiet about it. My parents will flip if you wake them up. Again.” He slid under his sheet and rolled to his side, facing the wall.
“Daichi, I don’t think I’ll be able to hold in my death scream as I plunge to the ground one hundred meters below.”
“Don’t worry, it’s not that high.”
“Daichi, I’m really going to do it.”
Several silent seconds ticked by before the sound of the balcony door sliding shut hummed through the room. Daichi listened intently for any indication of what side Sugawara ended up on. After a long minute, soft footsteps padded in his direction and he let out a sigh.
“Daichi, you’re no fun,” Sugawara murmured.
“Asahi would sneak out with me.”
Daichi snorted, “No he wouldn’t.”
Sugawara sighed loudly and grabbed Daichi’s sheet, “I know. You’re both a couple of nerds.”
Daichi held his breath as the warmth of his vice-captain slid into the bed behind him.
“I just wanted to go look at the stars,” Sugawara huffed, tugging on Daichi’s pillow. “They’re really bright tonight.”
“Look by yourself then,” Daichi opened his eyes and stared at the wall, breathing deeply and slowly, attempting to still the racing of his traitorous heart.
“It’s more fun with a partner,” he snuggled in close to his back, not touching, but almost.
“Guess you came to the wrong house then.”
Sugawara didn’t reply for a long moment and Daichi used the silence to concentrate on something, anything other than the hot breath tickling the back of his neck.
His efforts were smashed to the ground when he felt a poke in his side, followed by Sugawara’s finger trailing down to the waistband of his boxer briefs. Daichi held his breath as the finger slipped inside, pulled back, and snapped the elastic against his skin.
“I didn’t peg you as the type to sleep in your panties, Daichi,” Sugawara giggled.
Daichi gulped, “Well it’s hot as hell so…”
“Not hot enough to sleep naked though?”
Daichi squeezed his hands into fists, fingernails digging in to his palms, “Maybe I was naked but put them on when you knocked.”
Sugawara’s finger snapped his elastic again, “If that’s the case then I’m slightly disappointed that your curtains were closed…”
“Nothing,” his finger drifted up his side.
“Are you cold, Daichi?”
“Are you sure?”
“You’ve got goosebumps.”
“You’re tickling me.”
“I didn’t peg you as the ticklish type.”
“Guess I’m just full of surprises tonight then.”
Sugawara chuckled, “I like surprises.”
Daichi swallowed the lump that formed in his throat and stared at the wall.
I have a huge crush on you.
“Y-Yeah?” Daichi choked on the word and coughed into his fist.
Silence stretched between them and Sugawara let out a deep sigh.
“Nah. Never mind.”
Sugawara’s hand slipped off of his side and then all five of his fingertips pressed gently against his back. Daichi chewed on his bottom lip and closed his eyes. It took all of his self-control to hold himself back from rolling over and gathering his troublesome vice-captain into his arms and planting the kiss he had been dying to give him for the past year and a half directly onto his lips.
No matter how much he wanted to, Daichi couldn’t possibly do something as stupid as that. They were friends. And on top of that, they were both boys. That was weird. Sugawara would think he was weird. He’d probably stop sneaking over to his house if Daichi did something as gross as that. He’d probably even stop talking to him. Maybe he’d avoid him. They wouldn’t have study dates anymore. He would probably even stop changing in front of him in the club room.
Because Daichi was gross, wasn’t he?
It was gross that he was pining for his best friend, his vice-captain… another boy.
Not that anyone could blame him, right?
Sugawara was beautiful. It was no wonder Daichi fell for him. He was gorgeous and fun and cheerful and supportive. And he always seemed happy to be with Daichi. As if seeing him every day at school and volleyball practice was never enough… he snuck over to Daichi’s house every weekend to drag him off on some stupid adventure.
It was really no wonder that Daichi was hopelessly in love with the guy.
Sugawara’s soft voice dragged him from his thoughts. He gulped and dug his fingernails harder into his palms.
“I know a really good spot to look at the stars.”
Daichi pursed his lips.
“It’s my favorite, secret spot. But I’m willing to share it with you.”
He smiled softly, “You’re so generous.”
Daichi inhaled deeply and then let it out. He sat up and looked down at Sugawara, who peered up at him with a cocked eyebrow. Daichi stared for a long second, soaking in just how perfect the boy looked nestled in his bed, the navy blue pillow case ruffling his pale hair around his face.
I’m in love with you.
“Alright,” Daichi rubbed his eyes. “Let me put on some clothes. Then take me to your secret spot.”
“Oh ho, you want to be in my secret spot, eh Daichi?”
Daichi’s face flamed and he didn’t need to look to know that Sugawara was wearing that sneaky smirk.
“Shut the hell up,” he grumbled and crawled out of the bed.
Daichi dressed quickly, pulling on the track suit he had discarded hours earlier after volleyball practice.
“You’re going to wear a stinky, sweaty track suit on our date, Daichi? How unromantic.”
He’s doing this on purpose.
Daichi swallowed, zipping up his jacket.
“Don’t complain,” he said firmly. “I’ll wear whatever I want.”
“Rude. I took a shower and put on this really nice outfit. And you’re just going to wear your wrinkly volleyball duds? Why do I even try?”
“You’re wearing jeans and a sweatshirt,” Daichi pointed out, glancing over his shoulder to where Sugawara was still stretched out on his bed. “Don’t act like you’re in a tuxedo.”
“Yeah but at least they’re clean,” Sugawara pouted his lips. He hesitated and then looked away, “Well, mostly clean.”
Daichi snorted and pulled on a pair of socks.
“Fine,” Sugawara said. “I’ll let it slide that you’re wearing a smelly track suit only because this isn’t really a date.”
Daichi stared down at his sneakers silently. Ouch. Rejection.
“But,” Sugawara added, somewhat hesitantly. “When we do go on a real date, I’ll expect something a little nicer.”
Daichi’s heart thudded into action and his face blazed. He couldn’t keep the smile from his face as he picked up his shoes and turned.
“Sure,” he said brightly. “On a real one, I’ll be sure to wear something really nice.”
Sugawara smiled and sat up. “Okay! Let’s go!” he hopped to his feet and walked towards the balcony.
“Ah… can’t we just sneak out the front?” Daichi asked anxiously. “If we’re quiet—”
“No way! The best part about sneaking out is climbing out the window!”
Sugawara grabbed his hand and dragged him to the sliding door.
“But we’re three stories up—”
“Don’t worry, I’ve done it a thousand times.”
Daichi groaned uncomfortably as they slipped out into the night, Sugawara closing the door behind them. Daichi glanced over the railing of the balcony, down to the grassy lawn far below.
“It’s easy,” Sugawara promised, releasing his hand and moving to the side of the balcony. “You just grab on to the gutter and slide down to the second floor, then balance on the window sill and grab onto the terrace. Then it’s pretty close to the ground so you can just drop!”
“Suga, you’re crazy.”
Sugawara turned to him, grinning, “Yep!”
Daichi swallowed hard and slipped his feet into his sneakers.
“Alright,” he inhaled deeply. “Let’s go then.”
“I’ll go first and show you how it’s done,” Sugawara eagerly scampered over the railing of the balcony and latched onto the wobbly gutter. Daichi stood anxiously nearby, hands out in case he needed to grab onto him and drag him back to safety.
Sugawara expertly slid down the gutter to the terrace. He lowered to his butt and then slipped over it, twisting and grabbing onto the ledge to slowly lower over the grass. He dropped the final distance, landing in a crouch. He straightened and grinned up at Daichi, giving him a wave.
He made it look so effortless.
There was no way Daichi could pull that off.
If he didn’t slip and fall to his death, he was at least going to look like a clumsy asshole right in front of Sugawara. He was probably going to tease him forever. He definitely wasn’t going to miraculously fall in love with how cool and suave he was, like Daichi kind of secretly hoped he would. But if Daichi changed his mind and went back into his bedroom, Sugawara would probably think he was even lamer.
So the only option was to just do it.
Maybe Sugawara would admire his bravery.
And fall deeply in love with him.
Though, probably not.
Daichi let out a sigh and climbed slowly over the railing of the balcony. He wrapped his hands tightly around the gutter, quivering in fear. He weighed more than Sugawara. What if it was too much? What if he pulled the gutter off of the house? That would look so lame.
Daichi was going to look so lame.
He gritted his teeth and clumsily slid down the gutter to the window on the second floor Sugawara had used for balance. Daichi got his feet onto the window sill with no trouble and let out a sigh of relief that the gutter had held out.
Feeling confident, he reached for the terrace.
But he released the gutter a little too soon.
And then he kind of flailed for a moment, life flashing before his eyes as his fingers just missed the terrace and wind milled through the air.
And man Daichi was so lame. Because he slipped off of the window sill and plunged the rest of the way to the lawn, letting out a soft “Oh” before his back and head connected with the grass.
He was dead.
He was sure that he was dead.
After all, the only thing in his eyes was a sky full of glittering stars, shining brighter than anything Daichi had ever seen. They were so beautiful that they stole the breath from his lungs.
And then Sugawara’s face leaned over him, worry lined in the firm curl of his eyebrows, eyes wide, mouth flapping as he spoke.
“Daichi, Daichi, oh my god. Daichi, are you okay?”
Daichi was dead for sure.
Because Sugawara’s face, surrounded by nothing but stars… ah… that was an ethereal sight that could only exist in heaven.
Daichi reached up and cupped the back of Sugawara’s head with one hand, the other snaking around his waist. He dragged him down to his chest, leaning up to meet his lips with his own.
And oh man, Daichi didn’t realize that being dead would be so nice. Sugawara’s lips were soft and slightly parted, his breath hot as it filled Daichi’s mouth. His body was solid but compliant, easily folding into his arms as he slid down to meet him, hands cupping either side of his face.
Daichi had to be in heaven.
Because Sugawara wasn’t resisting.
In fact, he was kissing him back. One of his legs slipped between Daichi’s thighs and he stretched out on top of him, leaning eagerly into his lips. Daichi tangled his fingers in the hair at the back of his head and pulled him closer, arm tightening around his waist.
Daichi was definitely in heaven.
Except… everything hurt.
His back and head ached and his lungs hadn’t managed to suck in a proper breath yet, resulting in him gasping pathetically for air as he pulled back from Sugawara’s mouth.
Sugawara ignored his desperation for oxygen and chased his lips, covering them once more. His tongue slipped into his mouth and Daichi squeezed his eyes shut.
He was in heaven… right?
Because only in the afterlife would Sugawara ever kiss him like this. Daichi had to be dead. But he hurt all over. And he couldn’t breathe.
And all the blood was rushing to his lower body with every rub of Sugawara’s leg against him.
And he felt very much alive.
Daichi pulled away again.
Sugawara hesitated and leaned back. His eyes were glazed over, cheeks flushed, lips slightly parted as he panted softly.
Daichi gulped, “D-Did I die?”
Sugawara’s eyebrows furrowed and his gaze darted across his face.
“No?” He pushed up on his hands, “I don’t think so? I mean… you look alive. And feel alive. And… oh my god Daichi do you have a hard-on?”
Daichi blanched and he quickly covered his eyes with his hands.
“No, no, no, no, no, please no…”
Sugawara was silent for a long minute before letting out a snorting laugh.
Daichi slowly parted his fingers and peered up at him in humiliation.
“Oh man,” Sugawara wiped his eyes as they filled with tears. “I’m never going to let you live this down.”
“Sawamura Daichi fell off his house, kissed his best friend, and popped a boner.”
“Oh my god, stop.”
“Sawamura Daichi, captain of the Karasuno volleyball team, our fearless leader, scary when he’s angry Sawamura Daichi—”
Daichi wrapped his arms around Sugawara’s middle and yanked him to the side. Sugawara let out a yelp as Daichi rolled him onto his back and leaned into him, hiding his face in the crook of his neck.
“I couldn’t help it,” he muttered, heart thundering in his chest. His skin crawled with terror but he couldn’t stop himself at this point. “That’s what happens when you finally kiss the guy you’ve been hopelessly in love with for the past year and a half.”
Silence grew between them and Daichi cursed himself.
He ruined it.
He ruined everything.
“You’ve gotta be kidding,” Sugawara finally whispered.
Daichi squeezed his eyes shut tightly, waiting for the axe to fall and completely sever any hope he ever had that maybe Sugawara could return his feelings.
“A year and a half?” Sugawara let out a huff. “You’re kidding.”
Daichi’s heart dropped.
“Daichi you idiot. Now I look pathetic.”
Sugawara’s arms lifted and wrapped around his shoulders.
“So I’m the only one that’s been pining for the full three years then?”
Daichi’s eyes slowly opened.
“How lame!” Sugawara whined, knees rising on either side of Daichi’s hips. “Lame! Love at first sight is only cute when it happens to both people!”
Daichi leaned back, eyes wide.
“How did you not fall in love with me the instant you saw me, Daichi?” Sugawara continued to rant, brows furrowed, nose scrunched. “Was it the hair? Do you not like short hair?”
“Even if you don’t like short hair, I was still really cute! My face hasn’t changed much since then and I haven’t grown all that much…”
“Suga,” Daichi held his breath. “Do… do you…”
Sugawara blinked up at him, “What?”
“Do you like me?”
Sugawara scowled, “Duh!” He hesitated, eyes widening, “You didn’t know that? Are you stupid? Are you literally the dumbest person alive?”
So I’m alive after all?
Daichi’s mind whirled and he wanted nothing more than to go back to bed.
“Daichi, you’re so dumb. Was I not obvious enough, or something? I’ve been carnivorously chasing you ever since first year and you never noticed?” Sugawara’s hands slid down to his shoulders as he gaped up at him. “You mean… all the time I spent ogling you in the club room… and how I wink at you in class… and how I sneak over to your room every weekend… and how I literally suggested we go on a real date like ten minutes ago…” Sugawara blinked in shock, “You never noticed?”
Daichi’s cheeks burned, “I thought you were teasing me…”
Daichi furrowed his brows.
“But I was serious too!” Sugawara let out a laugh and held Daichi’s face in his hands. “You’re so dumb! And here I thought you were just playing hard-to-get… all this time you thought it was one-sided?”
Daichi didn’t reply.
Because yeah. That’s exactly what he thought.
Sugawara’s expression softened and his fingers threaded gently through the hair behind Daichi’s ears.
“I like you, Sawamura Daichi.”
He pulled him down and pressed a soft kiss to his lips.
And Daichi had to be in heaven.
For long minutes, they lay in the grass, kissing softly, dragging their fingers reverently through each other’s hair and over every millimeter of skin visible in the gaps of their clothing. It wasn’t until an hour later that they lay on their sides in the grass, facing one another, that Daichi remembered the whole purpose for their sneaking out in the first place.
“You didn’t take me to your secret spot,” he mumbled drowsily, blinking slowly.
Sugawara laced their fingers together and smiled.
“Oh ho ho? Daichi wants in my secret spot?”
Sugawara giggled and slid closer until their noses were touching.
“It’s okay,” he whispered. “The stars are pretty here too.”
“Hmm…” Daichi closed his eyes. “Beautiful.”
He was just drifting off to sleep when Sugawara admitted under his breath,
“There was never a secret spot.”
The corner of Daichi’s mouth ticked up.
“I just wanted you to sneak out with me.”
And there really was no doubt about it left in Daichi’s mind.
He was definitely in heaven.
Wow. Cheesy. Like super cheesy. Like Mac and Cheese level cheesy. The Mac and Cheese where you make it like on the box and then melt like another two cups of cheese over it because you really like cheese.
There’s my Day One of DaiSuga week 2017. Take it, you animals.