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Daichi woke up first, he was still in yesterday’s clothes. He felt sorry for Sugawara because now his couch smelled like the zoo. Daichi needed a change of clothes, a shower, and some breakfast. Too bad he could only fulfill one of those things currently. Daichi made his way to Suga’s kitchen to see if there were any ingredients left. Suga had some eggs and bread left, so French toast it is!
Daichi is a great cook, that’s probably because of how many years he spent working as a cook in his family’s restaurant, but Suga just saw it as pure talent. Watching Daichi cook was mesmerizing, this man was pure art, making art. Suga woke up a while ago, but Daichi hadn’t noticed yet.
Daichi jumped as Suga entered the kitchen to grab a glass of water, “Jeezus don’t scare me like that! I completely didn’t know you were awake.”
“Heh, you should be more aware of your surroundings, I’ve been watching you for the past five minutes.”
“…So you’ve just been sitting there staring at me?”
“Nonononono not like-no you know it’s not like that!”
“Ha! So you were staring at me! Do you find me attractive or something?” God I hope so.
Sugawara blushed, he put the glass back up and paused. He stared into Daichi's eyes with a furrowed brow and thought. Would it be weird if I said he was? No, it wouldn’t, because we’re friends. We’re just friends, and friends do that type of stuff all the time. We’re just friends, and it’s not like I like him that way, no I would know.
Suga looked Daichi up and down, then locked eyes with him again. “Yeah, you’re attractive, so what? That doesn’t mean I can’t stare at you.”
Daichi smiled and turned his head towards his cooking again, “I’m glad. I thought you were going to tell me the opposite just then.”
Sugawara gave a soft smile, “I wouldn’t lie to you,” Sugawara smirked, “You’re hot.”
Daichi paused, looked at Suga with his smile, then back at their breakfast, “You’re a pretty attractive man yourself you know, I always wonder why you never go for the people who are obviously into you. It’s like they aren’t who you’re looking for, they’re not ‘The One’ so to say.”
“Wait, you've seen people that are into me?” Suga was flabbergasted.
“You haven’t noticed? Heh, they’re practically all over you when you go to bars and clubs, it’s kind of disgusting in some cases.” Seriously, he hasn’t noticed the obvious signs?
“I’m sorry, you’ve seen people that are attracted to me and haven’t said anything? Not even a ‘heads up blondie’s been eyeing you’?”
“Dude they’re practically all over you, boys and girls, it’s like moths to a flame. Some of the hints they throw at you are so obvious, I thought you were just turning them down the entire time!”
“What? No! If I knew I was being flirted with I would’ve gotten their number! You’re supposed to be my wingman!”
“You don’t need a wingman! You’re surrounded by people who think you’re cute! Hell, ask Nishinoya and he’ll go out with you!”
“… pfft- Nishinoya? Seriously?” Sugawara was shaking from his laughter
Daichi looked at Suga, “Dead serious,” and Daichi succumbed to laughter too.
. . .
Daichi looked at Suga after washing their dishes, “Hey am I gonna sleep over the entire week?”
“Sure, I don’t see why not. You wanna grab some stuff from your house and then come back?”
“You read my mind. I think I’ll be good on my own though, I won’t be too long.”
“Alright, I’ll be here.”
“I’ll be back.” Daichi then walked out the door, Suga could hear his car start and leave.
Just in that moment Suga realized something he did, “You’re hot” god damn it why did I say that? I mean I wasn’t lying but still! Memories of yesterday morning flood into his brain, as well as every single memory Suga has of Daichi with his shirt off. Fuck, why me! Why now? Suga looked at the snow globe that was in his living room. Shit.
With Daichi gone, Suga was left with only himself to consult with. He ended up wrapping the snow globe and put a bow on top. He hid it so that Daichi wouldn’t see the sticker with his name on it. Now he was only left with his thoughts. He was going to have to face them anyway. Fuck, why me? Does he even like me like that? Suga hung his head in his hands as he thought of the words Daichi told him earlier, ‘You’re a pretty attractive man yourself you know.’ The words felt so alive, the butterflies in Sugawara’s stomach grew with every lingering thought. Do I like Daichi?
. . .
Daichi was in the shower. While washing his hair he was going over the words Suga said to him over and over, ‘Yeah, you’re attractive, so what? You’re hot.’ Damn, why did Suga have to be like that? The butterflies in Daichi's stomach was all the validation he needed, he liked Suga.
Shit. The blood was rushing down Daichi’s spine. Daichi looked down, flushed and smiled. He closed his eyes, thinking about all the times Daichi and Suga were alone together, all the times he saw Suga smile, he imagined Suga being there with him. Fuck, I like Suga.
Daichi got out of the shower, packed his stuff, and walked out to his car. On the way back to Suga’s house Daichi debated on whether he would confess to Suga or not, he decided not today, he’d wait a little longer.
Daichi took a deep breath, and opened the door to Sugawara’s apartment. Suga was on the couch watching the news, but had turned his head to watch Daichi in his door.
“Hey, welcome back.” Suga let his eyes linger, but soon turned back to the TV.
“Hey.” Daichi closed the door behind him, locked it and took his shoes off. He put his clothes in Suga’s room and his toiletries in the bathroom. When he walked out he saw that the weather was on. It was supposed to rain all afternoon today and snow tomorrow. “Hey, how about we go skiing tomorrow?”
Suga perked up and turned around to look at Daichi, “Seriously?” Suga was beaming, he loved the snow.
Daichi smiled, “Yeah, why not.”
Sugawara was smiling ear to ear, Daichi knew him so well. “Oh yeah, by the way, are you going to sleep in my bed again tonight? I’m sure you don’t want to smell like a Zoo again.”
Daichi flushed, “Oh, umm, yeah.”
“You sure? You don’t sound like you want to.”
“No, no! I want to!” Shit did I really just say that?
Suga smiled, “If you say so.” He looked like he had just won a bet, kind of a creepy look if Daichi was being honest.
. . .
The rest of the day went by like a blur, Daichi had left again to go buy groceries, and after he came back he made dinner. Daichi made some pasta and sauce, and he plated their dishes. Sugawara had set the table prior to his own shower while Daichi cooked.
Suga walked out of his bathroom with his wet, gray hair sticking to his forehead, his face flushed from the hot water, and he was wearing some sweatpants over his regular pjs. Daichi’s eyes wandered all over Sugawara’s frame, goddamn why is he teasing me like this? It’s like he’s doing it on purpose.
Why’s he staring? Do I look bad? Suga felt anxious as no one said anything to each other at the beginning of dinner. He decided he was done with the silence and decided to ask Daichi a question. “You get everything from your house?”
Daichi swallowed his food and looked up so that his eyes met Suga’s, “Yeah I’m pretty sure I got it all.”
“How many pairs of clothes did you get?”
“Heh, enough. What show were you watching earlier?”
The two fell into their usual easy conversation, the awkwardness just barely peeking through their teeth. They didn’t even realize two hours had passed since they finished their dinner as they were still talking to each other.
“Wait, sorry for interrupting, but what time is it?” Suga asked as he finished yawning.
“It’s around eleven, are you tired?”
“Yeah, I still need to brush my teeth..” Suga got up but Daichi stopped him, holding onto his wrist.
“Wait, umm,” he seemed a little nervous, “Can you help me wash the dishes?”
Daichi’s so cute when he’s nervous, “Yeah, sure, I’ll help.”
After they washed their dishes they walked to the bathroom. They grabbed their toothbrushes and brushed their teeth, stealing glances in the mirror. Daichi watched as Suga basically deepthroated his toothbrush while brushing his tongue. Does he not have a gag reflex? Daichi spit out his toothpaste, swished water around his mouth, and then spat out that water. He dried his face, his eyes following Suga out. Daichi closed the door and then lifted up the toilet seat.
When Daichi walked into the bedroom, he was greeted by Suga taking off the sweatpants that were over his pjs. Daichi leaned on the doorframe with his shoulder, “Nice ass.”
Suga turned his head around, partially mesmerized by Daichi but gained consciousness after a moment, “Seriously?”
“Wait, I said that aloud?” He got up from the doorframe and let a low chuckle escape his smile. He playfully tapped Suga’s ass as he walked past him to their bed.
Suga was as pink as bubblegum, he put his sweatpants down, “I’m gonna go pee.” And he walked out of the room, Daichi’s eyes fixated on his ass. Suga flexed his thighs and calves to redirect his blood flow while he was peeing. Shit if all it takes is one slap on the ass to get me this hard I can’t imagine what it would be like if he were to kiss me. Suga washed his hands and walked to his room. Oh damn- Daichi was seemingly already asleep, he had one arm under his pillow with the other under the covers. The duvet was pulled down to his waistband, putting his abs on full display. Suga felt like the air was pulled out of his lungs as he let out a slow exhale.
It finally occurred to Suga that he had this beautiful man in his bed. Suga slowly walked towards his bed and climbed in. He laid down facing Daichi and his abs, his eyes wandering over the mountains and valleys of the other’s torso. He could get used to this. When he was ready to sleep, Sugawara turned around so that his back was to Daichi. Like clockwork, Daichi hugged Suga from behind with his arm. Suga then had the bright idea to back his ass into Daichi’s pants, which earned him a slight groan from the man behind him. Suga slowly ran his hand up and down Daichi’s arm before drifting off into sleep.