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Daishō Suguru: Kitten

Fandom: Haikyuu!! — [ Masterlist ]

Summary: angsty, fluff

• Being best friends doesn’t mean you’re gonna fall for that cliché trope, but the Tokyo Representative Playoffs bring that whole facade crashing down. For both of you.

Warnings: mature language, 3k? 😬

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Knowing Daishō was ultimately a blessing in life, he's an incredible companion to those he cares about (like his teammates) and intimate people in his life.

As one of his closest friends, that included you, and as one of his closest friends it meant you saw the rougher edges of his personality too. It was uncountable how many times you'd been roped into his cunning antics, and how many you'd gotten him out of. You don't hang around Daishō Suguru without picking up a few tricks.

Then there were the 'feelings' side of your relationship, it'd be suspicious to be involved like the two of you were for the thought and rumours not to arise. And they did, for you at least.

However you'd given up on the pointless trope of falling for your best friend the moment he'd told you of his crush on Yamaka Mika. It was obvious to anyone, purely by the way he looked at her - Daishō truly liked her, why compete with that?

Hence maturely, you moved on before inevitably being subject to his romantic and confused ranting once they'd begun a relationship since you're 'his person' and all.

Then of course, when they'd broken up you'd been needed to offer support when he'd broke down and replayed it all, with you deadpan sitting on his bed listening to his frustration and heartbreak as he paced up and down his room burning a trail into his flooring. A simple nod or hum was offered as acknowledgment, choosing to speak more once he'd paused until he went off again - but he'd do the same (if not more) for you without hesitation.

The situation wasn't ideal, especially 2 months before the Spring High Representative Playoffs, and the moment you'd caught Nekomas' scheming Captain in your peripheral you knew Daishōs single status would be dragged up.

"Did you ever get over Mika-chan dumping you? Are you sure you're gonna be able to play this next match? You must be pretty hurt."

"Wait, what?! I wasn't dumped! I was the one who dumped her!"

A disapproving glare was sent Daishōs' way, knowing that to be entirely false but you sighed painfully before swiftly intervening.

"Tetsurō, c'mon."

Kuroo spared you a softening glance, he would've smiled since the two of you were considered friends by this point, but Nohebi had riled up his team too much for that.

"Your snake-bastard started it."

"I know, but I'm looking forward to this match so let's make it a good one alright?" A warning glare was sent to Daishō who held his hands up in surrender, tongue darting across his lips leaving you clamping his shoulder forcing him into submission.

"Ah- 'kay! Fine."

Nekomas' Captain was amused, delighted smirk growing slightly when he switched his attention from Suguru to you. "Anything for you, kitten."

"Thank you, I appreciate your cooperation Captain~"

The teams' parted ways with intriguing words from Lev and Yaku, Daishō immediately pulling you to the side when he had the chance, having been somewhat snappy since the recent conversation. Kuroo probably got under his skin.

"What was that?!" It was hissed out, whisper yelled in urgency with his grip remaining gentle on your wrist from where he'd tugged you aside.

"What was what?"

"Um? 'Tetsurō' for a start? Then that scheming bastard called you 'kitten', and you decided to flirt back?"

There was underlying vulnerability lingering despite him trying to be stern, the reason only eliciting a bemused giggle from your lips.

"Yeah so? I'm single, and Kuroo is attractive, I'm allowed to have fun."

It was silent for a second, Sugurus' grip sliding from your skin as he'd looked away from you, his answer leaving a nasty taste on your tongue.

"Yeah just, not with him."

"Oh? Don't start Daishō. I've never berated your feelings for Mika-chan, so you have no right to tell me what I can or can't do with Kuroo."

"No but I—"

"But nothing. Good luck in the game, I'm with you, as always."

It didn't get any better with the match between Nekoma and Nohebi fast approaching and Kuroo having sought your companionship across the court during the warm ups regardless of the fact you were his enemy.

"Don't hold it against me if Nekoma win."

"I won't need to, Nohebi will kick your cute fluffy tails~" Came your quick clap back, proudly observing your team on the court with Kuroo playfully knocking your arm with his own.

"Hm, sounds fun. It's good to see you again actually, Nohebi are lucky to have you as their manager y'know."

"I hope so, I'm lucky to have them too. They're like... my second family."

"I understand that, so good luck kitten. And thanks for calling us cute."

"You too. And I didn't call— I meant like— whatever Tetsurō!" He walked backwards with a flashing grin and mocking salute heading back to his team, yourself exasperatedly groaning whilst Daishō slammed his bottle down beside you with a huff.

"Hey? Direct whatever is going on with you toward winning would ya?"

"Oh you bet."

———

It wasn't until after their match did you get closer to a reasonable answer, congratulating Kuroo and his team as they'd passed you prior to coming face to face with a heartbroken Captain. Suguru put on a brave facade for his team, but you were the one to always read him like a book.

"We lost..." His ghosting statement echoed in the empty hallway, acting as acknowledgment to your familiar presence, no matter how quiet he'd intended it to be.

"We did, but that doesn't mean you weren't incredible Suguru. Don't forget that, you're talented as Hell." Your voice was confident yet comforting, Daishō shaking his head with eyes glossing over slightly which was the moment you'd hugged him, the outside hitter instinctively surrendering to you in silence.

It didn't take long for him to recover, mumbling curses into your neck and pulling back with a frustrated furrow of his brows, darting his glare to the side.

"I really wanted to beat him this time, I was so pissed at him and... you two get on so well."

"Why has that been bothering you today? Is it because you're opponents? You barely see him outside of tournaments."

"It hasn't— I just— It's more than that." It was spoken through gritted teeth, like he'd been trying to avoid this but you knew him better than his cunning tricks would account for.

Daishō turned away from you, as a useless attempt and keeping his composure but you were persistent when it came to his well-being, he knew that.

"Because his team beat yours? That doesn't matter, you played skilfully and should be so proud that you're one of the top 4 teams in Tokyo!"

"No! It's— shit..." Regretfully, digits brushed his hair back once you'd cracked his resolve, turning to meet your concerned gaze and reflexively wanted to spill everything to you. "It's because the thought of anyone -particularly Kuroo- getting to be with you, seeing you smile just for them and loving you makes me feel - I dunno - sick? Since..."

"Since...?" You parroted, curiosity and mild irritation laced into it.

"Since I— since I haven't told you how I feel yet and I want to be the one to make you smile, and be the one you fall in love with or whatever. If you'll let me."

The usual cunning gaze was absent, replaced with unnerved sentiment and a wavering hopefulness you'd only seen on the rarest of occasions. The ones where he'd needed you most - except you were speechless, voice cracking in whispered disbelief.

"Wha-what?"

Daishō shook his head, blinking harshly before speaking up again, a deep breath taken to calm his nerves beforehand.

"I wanted to tell you how I felt, I've wanted that for so long - but I waited so you'd know it wasn't just a rebound after Mika. I never wanted that thought to even cross your mind because you're so much more than that to me." Suguru stepped closer, cautiously analysing your reactions and placed a delicate hold on your upper arms before continuing to elaborate.

"You understand me like second nature, and you've always supported my passion for Volleyball even if you aren't as interested as me. I can be myself around you, and I'm so grateful that you accept me for me."

Honestly you couldn't help but smile sorrowfully, tension easing into the familiarity of your friendship with a breathy giggle escaping alongside your next words. "Suguru, if you'd have said this a year ago I would've kissed the hell outta you..."

A faint scarlet dusted his skin, flicking to your lips and back to meet your eyes sensing you weren't finished yet.

"I'll always feel something toward you, we’re good friends for a start but your emotions are running high right now."

"Yeah but, you've thought about us too? Why didn't you ever say anything? We could've— I would've—"

"I didn't think you felt the same, then Mika came along and the rest is history." Came your shrugging justification, Daishō maintaining his contrasting mixture of shock and pleading with dramatic gestures acting as accompaniment.

"You never asked, after all we've done together you don't think it crossed my mind? Because it did -so many times- but losing you wasn't an option and then I loved Mika-chan."

"I know. I was there idiot." Despite your witty sarcasm, your offered another kind smile and a playful punch to his shoulder. "But regardless of this, you're still my best friend Daishō so we shouldn't rush into anything."

"And you're mine too. We should talk about this when we get back then, over food maybe?" He'd caught your wrist, tentative hold lingering longer or maybe you'd only just noticed because of the revelation, and you had always shared moments like these.

"Yeah, alright. I'll meet you in the lobby, take a minute to yourself first."

"I hate how well you know me." Daishōs' signature smirk resurfaced, tone as slick as ever like he hadn't just confessed.

The lobby was dispersed, fellow Nohebi teammates surrounded your perimeter whilst you awaited the return of your Captain. Though seeing his figure stroll through the hallway, hands buried in his pockets and aura downcast like expecting punishment for wrongdoing.

"Saw Mika huh?" Came your precarious voice, not even looking at him when he'd halted before you and remorsefully responsed.

"Oh, yeah..."

"She told me you're fixing things, so I suppose you've changed your mind now?”

"..."

"Tch, I should've known—" It hurt. Evident in everything you exuded, arms crossed and ready to walk away until you were interrupted by none other than Kuroo.

"Hey, how is my favourite Nohebi Academy attendee?"

"Perfect, you can go now." Daishō hissed out, instinctively stepping closer to you with Kuroo mirroring his glare with a fluent retort.

"You're obviously not my favourite, snake-bastard."

"I'm pissed pretty kitty, but congratulations on reaching Nationals. How are you feeling Tetsurō?"

"Look I know losing sucks, but it was a good match so don't be too hard on yourselves." A comforting hand was placed on your shoulder, reaching for it with a grateful smile that soon flipped to flirtatious.

"How about you make it up me then Kuroo?"

"Oya? I'd love that, fancy going to the shopping district this weekend?"

"Good idea, I'll—"

"No way! That is not happening!" Alarmed, Suguru protectively intervened with a distressed look sent toward you as if begging you to reconsider.

"Couples dispute huh?"

"Potentially!" "No!" — The answers to Kuroos' offhanded query were synchronous, leaving the Nekoma Captain rather smug.

"Sorry Kuroo, a lot has happened today, could I text you later? My team need me more right now."

"No worries, thanks again for the game today. See you guys for a rematch sometime, and see you sooner hopefully."

With Kuroo returning to Nekoma, you walked an irritated Daishō outside rolling your eyes at his blatant refusal to acknowledge the previous events. Too much had happened today, like a carousel of mismatched emotions and situations that were dizzying - and the ride wasn't over.

"What now? You don't like my underhanded tactics Daishō? Because I learned them straight from you." Venom laced your voice, ironic considering your teams' insignia, and your Captain reminded you he’d mastered such a tone, cutting your path and scanning your frame with betrayal piercing that resolve.

"I told you about how I felt less than 30 minutes ago, and you do this right in front of my face?"

"Yeah, but I did it right after the part where you reconciled with your ex-girlfriend. Remember that bit?"

"Yes I remember! But we aren't getting back together, we just talked. Mika saw me play and enjoyed it - you got the wrong idea." Suguru desperately defended himself, both out of frustration and fear of losing you more than anything.

"So did you!"

Incredulously he tutted at your reference to Kuroo, the two of you misinterpreting the others intentions apparently a mutual mistake even though he required further convincing.

"Doubt it, you two are—"

"Friends. Not once did Kuroo and I mention ��date’, we hang out all the time. You'd know that if you asked what I did, instead of if it'd be a good date location for you and Mika."

"I never— oh..." Daishō bit his tongue, brief recollections proving your account to be true. An apologetic look of empathy crossed his features, sincerity flooding the first half of his statement prior to argumentativeness overshadowing it. "Then I'll work on that, but you still openly flirt with each other!"

"We have dumb nicknames and we flirt a bit, if we wanted anything to happen then it would've. You just don't listen do you?"

"What more was there to listen to? It hurt enough already!" Voices we're raising, like a battle of dominance in this heated 'discussion' of yours fuelled by burning feelings for one another.

"He said 'Your snake bastard' and 'couples dispute' — do you really think the scheming Captain would mention that offhanded? No, he was teasing me because he knew how I felt about you Suguru. Jeez..." Breathlessly you finished, flicking up to the sky to take a breath and landing back on your now offended best friend.

"You told Kuroo -that rooster bastard- before me?!"

"Tetsurō picked up on it, he's more intuitive, obviously."

"No he isn't! I just never wanted to make you uncomfortable by bringing it up!"

"And this scenario is sooo much better."

…

"Tomorrow." Composed, and confident. Like he’d already mentally configured an entire plan, one you were currently unaware of.

"What?"

"We do this tomorrow. We should go out, like normal, except we need to talk once we've had time to figure things out. Sound good?"

"Yeah... you're right. Tomorrow."

"Let's uh, get back to our team. They'll get suspicious if we're gone too long."

———

Never had it been awkward between you two, Nohebi would testify to that. Even during fights you'd still fire insults at one another before ultimately making up.

Sitting across from him now though, in one of the familiar restaurants you'd frequented to escape the chaos of the city, neither of you could manage even that much.

"So..."

"...So."

"You and Kuroo aren't..." Daishō spoke carefully, trailing off with the rest obviously implied whilst you mirrored the tone.

"No, and Mika isn't your..."

"No."

Silence reclaimed the atmosphere, claws sinking in suffocatingly deeper as if constricting you, choking out your next words with stilted laughter.

"I've never not known what to say to you before. This is really weird..."

"I agree, I mean the only time we've had silence is when we share a look about some scheme we devised in our heads." Grinning at the memory, Daishō understood what you meant, almost like clearing the air to speak freely.

"Exactly! Now all I can think about is-"

"Dating you."

Simultaneously mutual, the two of you diverting your attention due to sheer embarrassment at the honest nonchalance of it.

"After everything that happened yesterday, would you still want that?"

"Yeah, as your best friend, I strongly recommend myself as boyfriend material." Daishō offered a victorious smirk, leaning forward across the table in bemusement - until meeting your expectant brow. "Ah, seriously though, I'd do anything for you anyway and if we dated I'd try to be the person you deserve."

"Idiot, you're already perfect for me. Don't change or anything okay?" With your quieter reply, he became flustered by your flattery and his confidence faltered with his stammering.

"I— I won't - um, you're... you're perfect for me too so..."

The conversation actually resonated, panic surging through you due the fact you were presuming you’d be together hence your urgent corrections as you reached your hand across the table in surrender.

"Only if we do get together of course! Not that we will - I'm not pressuring you or anything!"

"No no! Neither! I want to, but if you don't want to then that's fine too!"

"Well, I want to too!" It was a peculiar back and forth, voices in acting that of a dispute despite it being the opposite.

"Then this is a date."

"It's a date."

"..."

Again it was ambiguous, staring at one another in thought until you’d spoke cautiously.

"..."

"Actually, how about we just hang out, we can go on our first date another time. I just want to enjoy being with you like this, simply because I can." You were pleasantly surprised to see the tension relieve itself from Daishōs’ muscles at your proposal.

"Whatever you want, I’m happy if you are~"

———

It was no surprise it took about 2 months for him to ask you to be his partner, after a few dates here and there. It came too naturally, being together romantically that is. Even your team weren’t surprised by the development and if anything they were expecting it as some point or another.

It was just the two of you left in the gymnasium tonight, riding the high of Suguru becoming your boyfriend only moments ago having asked you on the court which was one of his favourite places that linked you together he’d said. You couldn’t help but lovingly smile at his cheesiness, agreeing all the same until delicate fingers lifted your chin.

“I officially get to be the one who can make you smile like that from now on y’know.”

"We're still friends first though, you're my partner and my best friend Suguru." You’d leaned in slightly, digits easing to the back of his neck with Daishō melting into your warm touch.

"Of course kitten."

"..." You both froze in place, shooting an unimpressed look toward your boyfriend as if saying ‘Really?’.

"Ugh yeah that hurt me as well - you're far too beautiful for a shitty pet name like that one anyway." Instantly he’d pulled back in mock disgust, internally chastising himself for saying something so cringe in such a lovely moment but found comfort in your echoing laughter.

In a minute you'd caught yourself, pulling the sniggering idiot back to you with tone seductively lower than usual as you angled to kiss him once more - holding back just enough to speak.

"What are you going to call me then?"

"Mine."

"I can deal with that. Which makes you mine, Suguru."

Lips centimetres apart, if you weren't so in tune with him then you'd have missed the wistfully longing mutter escaping his tongue before he closed the gap.

"Finally..."

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