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jesswritesthat · 3 years

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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."

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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."

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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~"

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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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mmilkbreadd · 3 years

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kiss you ; captains edition.

summary: they haven’t kissed you yet.

genre: fluff (no angst i promise, just idiot boys)

masterlist.

➜ DAISHŌ S: “I wanted you to ask me.”

It has been five weeks since you and Suguru started dating, yet he didn't even try to kiss you. You knew that Daishō wasn't shy. He was just the opposite, so you couldn't think of a reason why he still hadn't done it. Suguru's teammates always described him as bold and candid, which you understood already, but he hadn't been like such regarding this 'issue'. Plus, he always bragged about your relationship with everyone who dared to ask him about it. Though Daishō had a cocky personality, you knew his biggest weakness: Suguru was a simp. You planned that moment for days. You waited for him to show up at your house, hug him and then ask him to kiss you. It was just like that, very straightforward and to the point. You won't believe what he said next. Daishō was waiting for you to ask him all along. Damn, this big (but arrogant) simp really tricked you this time.

➜ KITA S: “I’ve never kissed anyone before.”

It has been two months since you and Shinsuke started dating. But even if you wanted to, you know, make progress, he never got the signals you gave him. If you ever looked at him straight in the eye and started getting closer, Kita would simply turn in the other direction. Avoiding the fact that you wanted to kiss him. You thought that maybe you had bad breath, or that he was the one with it (? Anyway, you couldn't take it anymore, so one afternoon you decided to go ask him. Turns out, poor embarrassed baby, Kita had never kissed anyone before. And he was too scared to screw it up!!! Can't stress this enough you were so soft. Then, you grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and pressed your lips together. 'Done,' you said and patted him on the shoulder. Blushing to his ears, Shinsuke smiled. He still remembers that moment until this day.

➜ KUROO T: “I’m an awful kisser.”

It has been one month since you and Tetsurō started dating. However, none of you had dared to do anything more than hugging. You always wondered why he hadn't tried to kiss you at least, as he had done it very early in the relationship with his previous partners. Doubt started spreading through your thoughts. Was Kuroo going to break up with you because you hadn't kissed him yet? Maybe you weren't as bold as his exes were, but you loved him nevertheless. Before your doubts could consume your mind though, you decided to go ask him what was going on. The answer was really shallow and stupid. Tetsurō had heard his ex tell one of their friends that he was a somewhat poor kisser. For a split of a second, you wanted to laugh out loud. You never thought Kuroo was also insecure sometimes. Of course, you assured him you wouldn't care whether he was bad at kissing or not. You just wanted to feel closer to him.

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hirookouji · 11 months

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so i think kuroo and daishou would get into trouble during college and i think would end up like this

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haikyuudescendants · 1 year

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maze runner au! part 2.

“What if this is some kind of trap?"

"Yeah," Tetsurō said, "Maybe we should think about this."

"No." Suguru shook his head. "We can't try to outguess them any more. Sometimes they do things just to make me do the opposite of what they think I think they think I want to do."

"Huh?" the two of them asked at the same time, confusion transforming their faces.

The rage crept in, like a shivering rat looking for a spot of warmth, a crumb of food. And with every passing day came an increasing anger so intense that Suguru sometimes caught himself shaking uncontrollably before he reeled the fury back in and pocketed it.

He didn’t want it to go away for good; he only wanted to store it and let it build. Wait for the right time, the right place, to unleash it. WICKED had done all this to him. WICKED had taken his life and those of his friends and were using them for whatever purposes they deemed necessary. No matter the consequences. And for that, they would pay. Suguru swore this to himself a thousand times a day.

He didn't like himself very much anymore. He wasn't sure when he'd reached this turning point, but something had cracked within him. And then there was Mika. How could he ever have felt so much for her?

"I'm so sorry, Suguru," she said; her tears were wet against his skin. "I'm so, so, so sorry. They said they'd kill you if we didn't do everything just like they told us. No matter how horrible. I'm sorry!"

Suguru couldn't answer, couldn't bring himself to hug back. Betrayal. The sign on Mika's door, the conversation between the people in his dreams. Pieces were falling into place. For all he knew, she was just trying to trick him again. The betrayal meant he couldn't trust her anymore, and his heart told him he couldn't forgive her.

#haikyuu!!#my fanart #hq #suguboku #bokushou #haikyuu #daisho suguru #bokuto kotarou #kuroo testuro #yamaka mika #the maze runner #the scorch trials #au #alternative universe

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brattsun · 3 years

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a contradiction in terms, a kuroo x f!reader smau

series masterlist | updates tues, thurs, and sat

summary: at a small liberal arts university, buried in the middle of America, romance blossoms in the most unconventional places after Kuroo Tetsurou, University Class President, and you, a scholarship student at the top of your class butt heads during a routine student council meeting.

a/n: lots of college pretentious debate, enemies to lovers, there will be smut and my blog is 18+ so minors DNI, I’m not anticipating needing a taglist but if anyone wants to be on it they can send me an ask. This is my first social media AU so I’m expecting it to be a mashup of texts and some written sections. sadlg;hakl im pretty nervous but i think the more i do this hopefully i’ll get better at it as;dghlask so bear with me.

CH 2 - let it go, bro, pt 3

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Kuroo makes his way up the stairs, slipping out of his wool coat and scarf, it gets warmer as he gets higher, and his legs feel like jelly from running Lev’s drills. The third floor of the science building is stuck squarely in the 80’s, dark wood, jewel tones, deep green walls and a grey rug floor. The tables in each of the classrooms he passes are huge and oak, with matching chairs behind them. It’s quiet, but as he makes his way down the hallway, catching your voice floating through the open door, and taking a moment to eavesdrop.

“Ah, actually,” you say, and he hears you take a couple steps, “It looks like this might be the trans hudson orogeny, just because of the shape of the island arc in that one, when compared to this map here?”

“Oh!” He hears another girl scramble for some paper, “Oh oh, oh my god, I think you’re right.” He hears the creek of a chair as she collapses in exhaustion. “You fucking did it.” He swallows, disliking how nervous he is, reaching up and knocking on the door.

“Come in,” you say softly, “We don’t have the room reserved.” You’re hovering over a table covered in a colorful confusing map. “Oh! Ah,” he’s seized with guilt at the way you automatically hop on the defensive, the way your shoulders stiffen, your fingers lacing and unlacing in a mannerism he now recognizes as a nervous tic.

“Can I uh,” remembering that’s what he said last time, “Can I borrow you for a second?” You swallow, and the other girl looks intensely uncomfortable. “I uh, I got your annotations, and I want to talk to you about them.” You nod slowly and roll your neck, it cracks loudly. You follow him out into the hallway. “So,” he says, “You might have hurt my feelings, and I lashed out, which is an explanation and not an excuse.”

“Oh,” you cross your arms across your chest.

“I care, a lot, very, very deeply, for the students at this school. I care about my friends, and my work, and I know I’m not very emotionally expressive, but I can be ah, emotional.” You raise an eyebrow. “What?”

“I’m valuing the merits of making a joke about you telling me to calm down,” you say dryly and he grins.

“I get you now, that was you making the joke, correct?” he says, and you nod. “I thought maybe, ah we could talk, about the paper? Civilly, I promise. No quoting founding fathers.”

“Oh ah,” You move a little away from him in the hallway, “Honestly I’m not super interested in that.” He blinks at you. “You were right, political science isn’t my major, and um, honestly my views on this stuff are rooted in personal issues, I can’t promise it won’t get ah, heated. Plus I’ve really got to work on this lab,” you jerk your head back to the door. Kuroo’s mind races, he wouldn’t be able to sleep until he made this right.

“Can I have your number, then, and we can text?” He watches you consider, disliking the way his heart is sprinting in his chest. Your eyes dart back to the classroom before answering.

“Yeah, ah, sure.”

“I’d like to make this more accessible, I mean, student council, for scholarship students.”

You nod quickly, and your eyes dart back to the lab. “But ah, tomorrow, okay, not, not tonight, I’ll let you finish up.”

“I’m um,” you say quickly, “I’m not promising to come out of this conversation agreeing with you on anything, just um, just so you’re aware.” He grins, amber eyes glinting.

“Excellent.”

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t-recksie · 4 years

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@hyolks made this lovely gem and I had to make a version of my own.

Not Pictured: Tetsuro Kuroo furiously texting a friend during a time out to bring him a sandwich so he can make a mean joke.

thank you also to @boomairspike for help with the idea

#kuroo #hq #haikyuu!!#kuroo tetsuro #nekoma #nohebi #daisho #daisho suguru #subway #hq fanart #eat fresh #literally the entire time we watched this match we were cracking jokes about their uniforms #they literally have an arrow #oop #g

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haiky-u-lously · 2 years

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Day 3: Daisho Suguru

December Soulmate Prompt Calendar

“Good luck/bad luck- can give or take from each other”

Warning: HQ Adult Teams, unluckiness, mention of major death events, mentioned cop/investigator reader, being polite to service workers, sarcasm.

Author’s Note: Day 3 and I am still on top of things, yeyeyey!! So I have 2 well known HQ boys, now here is one for the lesser followed boys' fans. He is the one I chose as the main villain for my King Author AU, and I love how easy it is to view him as a bad guy. But, as this is a soulmate story, obviously he himself is not the bad guy here. The story got away from me and then I remembered I had a goal for these things...so yall in for a treat if you like to read things! Hahah

Hope you enjoy!

Every morning you had a choice upon awakening. You could choose to keep your luck or send it to your soulmate. You were not sure when the choices started up, but they’ve been there above your head every morning for as long as you could remember.

And, except for twice in your life, for however long it has been going on you have not chosen to keep your luck.

*dong*

The tone rang out indicating the system took your ‘send luck’ choice. Dragging yourself from the bed you groaned out, the actual act of getting up being the hardest part of any morning.

A slip on your loosely discarded clothes from the day prior made you fall, thankfully able to prop yourself against your hand before your head banged back against the bed frame this time.

You made it to the restroom and completed your morning routine with relatively little problems, and were still on a high from getting cold and not ice for your shower water.

Pulling the blazer over your chosen button up for the day, you took one last look before leaving the enclosed space.

A phone rang from somewhere in your apartment, and you spent so long looking for it that the ringing stopped. A beat later and it picked up again. This happened four more times before you finally found the device during its seventh ring. “Hello!” You answered excitedly.

“Lose your phone again?” Your boss asked shortly.

Laughing a bit before giving an answer, you began to simultaneously grab your gear bag for the day, “Ah you know me boss-man. I’d lose my own head if it wasn’t attached.”

You could hear the sigh fall from between his teeth and before he could say anything further you added, “Sorry, boss. I’m headed in now.”

“Nope. You got a flight to catch. Be at the airport in twenty or you’ll miss it.” He hung up after that, and you groaned for the second time that day.

Rushing so fast out our door after grabbing your go-bag as well that you forgot to lock the door behind you.

You’d been through security a number of times before, and every time you had the same conversation with the security guards. “I have a silver infused mark below my hip line, not in an easy to show location. If you want to confirm I need a private space with only one guard to double-check.”

The guy behind the beltline nodded and motioned for you to go through the scanner.

Of course the alarm went off, as expected, and you had to wait sixteen minutes while some free guard made their way to come take you for a check against your words. It was a longer wait than you were used to but you figured things were just evening themselves out from getting slightly better water during your shower.

“Wow.” The guard exclaimed, finally turning around to give you the privacy of redressing yourself. “Honestly, I should not be surprised as tats can be placed anywhere, but I have got to say this is my first time seeing one...there.”

“Yepp.” You offhandedly confirmed it wasn’t the first time you’d heard the commentary.

Coughing slightly, you indicated you were presentable again, and the guard smiled at you before leading you back to the airport’s gate hub. Nodding a goodbye, you followed the signs to your assigned gate ready to wait patiently for the flight to begin boarding procedures.

“Hello, can (L/N) (F/N) please report to the service desk. Repeat can (L/N) (F/N) please report to the service desk. Thank you!” The intercom rang out overhead.

Sighing in defeat you figured it was one of three things; your flight was canceled and you need to get the next one which is a few hours away, your flight was delayed and again would be a few hours, or your flight was overbooked and your were randomly chosen as the passenger to be moved to a different flight.

“Yes, I am (F/N) (L/N). I was asked to report to the service desk?” You said, placing your bag on the floor between your feet.

The receptionist smiled politely before speaking in the practiced calm manner, “Thank you for a quick response! Unfortunately, we have some bad news. Your flight was overbooked and to keep things fair, we did a random draw for which passenger would be bumped to the next flight out and your name was drawn. Fortunately, because we do recognize that this can be a major inconvenience we offer a voucher worth the same price of your original ticket that you can use with the airline anytime over the next year.”

Smiling politely back, you corrected her since you’d been down this path before. “I appreciate the offer but I know that the voucher can be given as cash instead. I will accept the funds and the flight change. Please and thank you.”

It was obvious the girl had been through this interaction just as often as you had and just nodded, “Gave your luck to your partner this morning?” She asked as she typed on her computer to get you what you asked for.

You smiled before nodding.

“Me too. Hope your day doesn’t get too much worse. And, thank you for flying Brand Airline!” She handed you an envelope which you could tell had cash in it and your newly printed ticket sticking out a bit from the corner.

“Thanks, Hope your day goes as well as possible too.”

Finding your new gate you took a seat and began the long waiting process.

You were scrolling through your phone when a call came in from your boss.

“Missed your flight?” He asked plainly.

“No, was rebooked after arrival.” You answered.

He laughed briefly before moving onto the reason for his call. “You left your place unlocked again.”

“Damn!” You cursed, quickly looking around you to make sure no children overheard. “What’d I lose this time?”

“Electronics...coin bucket...everything else looks par for the course. Gunna have to move you again.” You heard your other teammate from the background.

Shaking your head you took a few breaths before responding, “Just grab the mini safe from the third drawer in the dresser. I'll worry about the rest when I return. Boss, I’m still confused by this email. It says--” A beep in your ear had you move the phone to check, it was at one percent battery and was about to die on you. “Sorry boss, phone’s about to--” Another beep and when you looked this time the screen was black. “Die.” You finished to yourself.

“Well that’s too bad.” You heard from behind you.

“It happens.” You responded.

The person must have taken your response as an invite to open more conversation. “You can use mine to call them back if you want?”

It was a kind offer but you figured with your luck their phone would die as soon as you pressed call. “Thank you, but I would hate for my lack of luck to affect your device too.”

“Ah, well my abundance of luck should counter that perfectly.” A plop sounded and you looked down fast enough to just catch the phone thrown in your lap before it fell off the side of your leg. “See, still in one piece.”

You held the device out for the overly confident male to take it back, and when he did not immediately do so you turned to face him clearly. “Really, I thank you for the thought. But I have not kept my luck for years. So, please take this back before its contact with me begins to affect it even more.”

You felt the pressure from their seat behind yours leave, and suddenly the seat beside you dipped.

“Again, I have been receiving extra luck, so I have an abundance. I am loaning my personal device to someone, so my luck stays with my device don’t you think?” His eyes snaked over you as he pushed your hand closer to your body.

Shaking your head, you decided to compromise. “I’ll accept your kindness and send my boss a text explaining what happened. Give me a moment.” Pressing send on the device you noticed the battery had only lost about 10% from when you got into the messaging app. “Wow, seems you do have an exceedingly large amount of luck. You only lost 10% of your battery.”

Snatching the device from your hand and double-checking your words, he slightly laughed once seeing your surprised expression. “I mean I knew when people send their luck they tend to take on the bad luck of the other but can honestly say I did not expect it to be that bad.”

“Bad?” You exclaimed, “10% in three minutes is not bad for me. That’s actually pretty decent. I was truly impressed that your entire battery was not drained.”

“Dr-Drai--Drained?!” He was so shocked, he instinctively held his phone up against his chest and turned slightly away. “Sorry, that was uncalled for. I am the one who pressed for it.” He hummed through your silence, “So, this has been your daily for years now?”

Nodding a couple of times, you decided it couldn’t hurt to spend some time speaking to this random dark haired male before your flight. “Mostly. Some things will change slightly. Some better luck with not spilling your coffee in the morning may amount to being 5 bucks short from the meal you want for dinner that night. But nothing ever too bad happens to me, so I take the win.”

“You ever keep the luck, or take your soulmate’s for the day?” He asked seriously.

“Some time ago, yea. Once I kept my luck because I had a test in every class period and my driving test after school. Everything worked out and I figured I would let them keep the luck for the rest of highschool as a thank you. But that same day my friend who’d always been given their soulmate’s luck didn’t get it and their day was so bad...I hated to think that happened to my own soulmate, so I adjusted my thought process. Some things happened later and a third choice appeared, ‘Steal Luck’. I was in a very bad place, and thinking it a joke I pressed the option...I’d heard of more car wrecks, plane accidents, and buildings falling that day then any other and immediately felt like my soulmate was at risk of being in a similar incident. So I just never kept my luck again.” You laughed and gave them a smile, “Sorry, that was a lot of information to dump on someone I’d just met.”

He smiled at you, “Eh, I’m sure your soulmate was not struggling as much as you feared they were.”

Rolling your eyes, you sarcastically agreed, “Yea. Obviously my fears are completely unjustified. Thank you, random person I have literally never talked to before, for that oh so astute insight into the life of another I have never met before.”

“You can hold the sarcasm. I’m just saying that keeping your luck is different than stealing it. You said you got the option to steal once? There are mates out there that get the option all the time, and do so. Those probably are the ones most highly affected.” He sneered, sounding happy beneath his slight reprimanding. “Besides, someone who willingly gives away their luck for years cannot be saddled with someone who is that unlucky on the one or two days they don’t receive their gift. Happen to remember the days you kept your luck?”

Giving him a look, he laughed before correcting himself, “Sorry. Kept one day and ‘stole’ the other. Do you remember the dates?”

Nodding, you gave him a side eye, “Why?”

“Because I remember the only two days I was not given luck from my soulmate, and the first was such basic high school issues that my friends made fun of me for making a big deal out of it.”

Staring the man down, you watched his eyes closely. Trying to discern if he was hiding something behind his snake like pupils, or if he was being a hundred percent honest. “And you remember the date of this first incident?”

“Well, yea. It was the day my girlfriend at the time broke my heart.” He smiled at the memory, and you wondered how someone could smile thinking about a breakup. “Wasn’t the first time our pair broke up. And when I found out she wasn’t actually sending me her luck but had been lying for the duration of our...relations., thing kind of became memorable.”

“Wow, she lied about being your soulmate?” You were shocked beyond belief hearing that. “That takes some guts. How’d you find out?”

He withdrew a bit at the comment, “Ah well I am kinda selfish...I’ve only sent my soulmate luck once. And, she was apparently having a really good day. I asked her what was different and she said, well very suggestively, said it was because of all the goodwill I had sent her recently.” He shook his head before digging into his backpack, only continuing as he pulled out his laptop. “I knew it was a lie because I had marked the only day I’d ever sent my soulmate my luck. What was the day you chose ‘Steal Luck’?”

Saying the date out loud, you looked at the male sat beside you distrustfully.

“Right, the date circled here in red?” He questioned, showing you his now open calendar on his screen.

You were shocked, but slowly nodded to confirm.

“Lovely to meet you, soulmate.”

“You can’t know that.” You shot back instead, refusing to acknowledge the coincidence.

He shrugged, “You think so? Remember how I said I’d only sent my soulmate luck once? Or, how earlier I said that some people are always given the choice to steal luck from their partner? Yea, when you send your luck, your partner is then given the choice to either steal more, keep their own, or send their own. You said you’d always sent your luck except two days? I have both of those days marked in my calendar as the only two days I did not get the option to steal any more. Today, I was given a fourth option. The normal ones I am used to seeing; keep luck, send luck, steal luck, and a new one, lucky meet. I looked into it, when soulmates accumulate enough luck between them they can choose when to meet. I made the choice, I hope that’s okay.” He held his hand out for shaking, “Daishou Suguru, at your service.”

A cheeky grin did nothing for your nerves. You’d listened to your dark haired seat neighbor as he explained what was going through his mind. When he finished with his introduction you realized how stark still you’d been sat, quickly thinking through all the implications before finalizing on, “You mean to tell me you’ve been stealing my luck all this time?”

“No, I am telling you it was an option all this time and that we accrued enough luck by you sending it and me not accepting it to be able to meet today.” He scoffed.

Narrowing your eyes at him, your mind ran through everything you knew about soulmates and the luck exchange. “I hadn’t heard of a lucky meet as an option.”

“According to the sites I found, which are password protected with the exact spelling and capitalization, you can only find out more when you get the notification.” He stated like it held no real concern for him. “Now, am I going to ever learn the name of my soulmate, or are you going to continue to deny this?”

“(F/N), (F/N) (L/N). And, I wasn’t trying to deny anything. I just like having facts.”

“No, you weren’t denying anything. And that isn’t a cop badge sticking out from behind your backpack. At least it makes sense why you were so against just accepting things for face value. But just so you know, it probably hasn’t been your best bet to send your luck all the time if you’re a cop. What if it causes you to lose your suspect?”

Laughing at the presumed impact of your luck loss, you gave your own insightful commentary, “Well, one, I work with a team so my daily luck level is not too much of an affect on that. Two, cops aren’t the only ones who won’t just accept things that are said to them by strangers. And, third, what do you do then, with all your luck?”

He responded by typing on his laptop and showing you the screen.

“A volleyball player?” You asked.

“Pro, actually.” He answered.

Your pair smiled at one another before he added, “Guess I’ll have to start giving you some luck if I want to make sure your phone is charged up enough for us to get to know each other better.”

“Guess so.” You turned your head towards the gate, as boarding was beginning. Quickly giving him the digits for your number before grabbing your bags and lining up. “Talk to you later, soulmate.”

He winked at you before grabbing his own carry-on items and standing behind you in line, “You didn’t think I was sitting here because I knew ahead of time, did you?”

Holding in your laughs, you shook your head at the absurdity. “Guess not.” You wondered how long this level of luck would continue under the umbrella of a ‘Lucky Meet’.

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