#sugasdaichi

what they do

i asked around and these are the ideas i got: deviled eggs and triple mac and cheese

I have never made deviled eggs in my life, and they always sorta grossed me out (I don’t like yolk and idk exactly what you do with the yolks in deviled eggs but it is 100% not appealing to me)

fuck

#seniorcitizenproblems

I hope this isn’t terrible! Thank you for the prompt. :)

The training camp has been going fairly well, considering how many times they’ve lost and how many penalties they’ve had to do. Daichi thinks that he can see improvement, anyway, and playing against some of the best teams around can’t possibly be very detrimental, not when they’re all learning so much from playing against them. They’ve all improved at the flying falls, and even Hinata, who was at best terrible at them before, could be called decent now. Noya was already good, and now he goes through them like he could do them in his sleep.

So all things considered Daichi thinks they’re doing great. Most of the other team members are awesome, and even the annoying ones tend to be helpful in their own way. Bokuto is really good at amping up Hinata and Noya, which is much louder than Daichi can deal with, but he’s also great at teaching Hinata techniques and really giving Noya a workout doing receives. It’s mostly Kuroo that Daichi has a problem with.

Since the moment they met Kuroo rubbed Daichi the wrong way. The vague attitude, the lazy cat smirk, the easy grace that he does pretty much everything with. Daichi gets flustered just looking at him, and he’s not stupid enough to not know why. There’s something about Kuroo that Daichi likes, even though he mostly annoys the shit out of Daichi every chance he gets. The ‘friendly rivalry’ between the two teams is something that Kuroo apparently takes very seriously, and Daichi doesn’t know if Kuroo really realizes how annoying it can be.

Daichi thinks he’s been taking it pretty well, since every other moment there’s a look or laugh or comment directed his way. Nobody else is being antagonized, just Daichi, and that’s just fine. He’s used to dealing with stuff instead of letting the others on the team get distracted, and this is basically the same thing, Daichi figures. Everyone is improving, and Daichi can take some ribbing in the name of ‘fated rivals’ if it keeps the rest of them on track. The camp is almost over anyway, so it’s not much longer.

At least, that what Daichi thinks as he looks up at the darkening sky outside the gym, tired to the bone and restless. Sleeping in a room with the whole team doesn’t really make for great sleep, especially with Suga clinging to his shirt on one side and Asahi snoring gently on the other. The others aren’t the quietest either, various sleep habits all combining together into one cacophony. Add in the few who wake early and loudly and Daichi is totally ready to get back home to his own quiet bed.

For now, though, he’s alone outside, the sound of rustling grass peaceful and soothing, and Daichi relishes the moment. It’s broken all too soon, though, Kuroo wandering over from who knows where, mouth running even before Daichi notices he’s there. Kuroo’s talking, rambling on in his annoyingly smooth tone, and Daichi hardly even processes what he’s saying. There’s a tipping point, though, and apparently Kuroo figures out where it is seconds before Daichi practically tackles Kuroo to the grass, weight firm on top of him.

Their noses are just inches apart from the force Daichi put behind himself, and Daichi means to shut Kuroo up for a while. It’s not until he’s pulling back and blinking his eyes open to look at Kuroo again that he realizes that instead of smacking Kuroo like he wanted, he’d kissed him. Kuroo looks like a deer in headlights, golden eyes wide and surprised, and Daichi is pleased that at least he still managed to get him to stop talking. Kuroo blinks, and abruptly Daichi realizes he should say something before Kuroo regains his senses and punches him.

“I didn’t intend to kiss you.” Kuroo blinks slowly, catlike even now, and Daichi can’t help but stare. “You really need to learn to shut up sometimes.”

The grin that slides across Kuroo’s face is sly, but Daichi thinks it looks good on him. “If that’s how you shut people up, I should’ve pissed you off sooner.”

Daichi groans, but it doesn’t stop him from kissing Kuroo silent again, and they spend a while there lying on the grass kissing languidly, until the moon is high in the sky and Daichi can hear Suga calling for him from somewhere that feels miles away. Daichi stands up, offers a hand to Kuroo to help him up, and Kuroo stays quiet even without Daichi’s mouth occupying his. “Goodnight, Kuroo.”

Kuroo licks his lips, bitten and red, and smiles at him. “Night, Sawamura.”

I'm cackling

i’m pretty sure we’re soulmates jsyk…i have all of the songs to these movies memorized….

Damn we must be! Because same! 

it worked for my jolteon too!