#terudaisuga

happy haikyuu!! day i wrote some smut to celebrate!!

Rating: Explicit

Pairing: Sawamura Daichi/Sugawara Koushi/Terushima Yuuji

Content Warnings: tw for gunplay and knifeplay!

Suga audibly gulps and laces his fingers together, nodding. Daichi reaches for the gun. “Is this what you want?”

“Yes.” It comes out on an exhale, wide, dark eyes silently begging.

Well, I hope you like this, it was pretty fun to write! :D

“Are you seriously hiding a merfolk in your inflatable pool? I don’t know about you, but I can see them quite clearly.”

Yuuji freezes at the no nonsense tone, damp towel in hand, and turns slowly toward the door. Daichi is there, arms crossed, one eyebrow raised as he glances at the pool in the middle of the floor and then back to Yuuji, clearly asking trying to figure out if what he’s seeing is right. “Uh. This is Suga. He’s, uh. He’s harmless.”

They both look at the silver haired merman, who takes that opportunity to smile at Daichi, revealing his sharp teeth in all their glory. He tilts his head to the side and twitches his tail, sending a little spray of water across the floor. “Hello there.”

Daichi sends Yuuji a pointed look, and then he sighs and drops his arms, knowing that there’s no point in fighting what’s already been put into motion. “Hello, Suga. Nice to meet you.”

Suga waves the fingers of one hand, claws glinting in the light, and Yuuji cringes a little. His description of ‘harmless’ seems inaccurate when faced with Suga himself, all sharp and dangerous looking, the teeth and delicate claws, the twin rows of spiky scales running down either side of his neck. Still, he was in trouble when Yuuji found him, and since the only thing keeping him moderately alive at the moment is the pool that Yuuji set up just inside the back door of the dining room, Yuuji doubts he’s in any trouble.

“Well.” Daichi frowns at him, looking confused. “Why aren’t you wearing a shirt?”

“Uh. It got wet. Obviously.”

“Right. And those marks-” He cuts himself off, realization dawning on his face, and he squints at Yuuji incredulously. “Are you serious?”

Yuuji holds up his hands and backs up a step, though he can’t quite keep the smile off his face. “What? He was curious, okay? Who am I to say no to learning?”

Daichi sighs, again, and opens his mouth, no doubt to scold Yuuji for some thing or another. He’s interrupted, though, by a chirpy noise from Suga, who flips and ducks down in the pool to look up at Daichi through the water. It’s actually sort of cute, even with the razor sharp grin, and Daichi smiles down at him before catching himself and frowning at Yuuji again. “Why can’t you get yourself into normal kinds of trouble?”

He shakes his head, like he doesn’t expect an answer, and then he kneels down and pulls over another towel to help wipe up the wet splotches. Yuuji grins and nudges at the side of Daichi’s face with his nose, listening to the faux sigh Daichi lets out before laughing and nudging back. That playful interaction ends as it always does, with a sweet kiss, at least until their guest makes a noise that neither of them can ignore.