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"You gotta help me Sawamura."
Daichi paused in his packing of the living room, and tossed last month's issue of Volleyball Weekly ("Holy fuck, Sa-amura, come see this! Bokuto's on the front page!") back onto the table. They were supposed to be doing their weekly cleaning of the living room, but Kuroo had suddenly groaned and flopped onto his back on the floor. With his hands on his lower back, Daichi stretched, reliving the ache. He had a feeling that Kuroo was up to something; his phone had been buzzing the whole morning.
Making himself comfortable on their beanbag, Daichi nudged Kuroo's foot. "What do you need?"
Suddenly flipping to his front, Kuroo turned and shuffled on his hands and knees towards Daichi. He leaned his sharp chin on Daichi's thigh and sighed deeply. "You are a lifesaver."
Daichi ignored the urge to jiggle his thigh, just a little bit, and lightly rapped a knuckle on Kuroo's head. "I'm not agreeing to anything until you tell me what is it that you want me to do."
Kuroo winced at the hit, "Well, you see… I've got this crush on someone…"
Daichi's eyebrows rose high, Kuroo had a crush on someone? Wow, that was really unexpected. In the 3 years that they had been going to college together, 2 of which was spent living together, Daichi didn't think he'd seen Kuroo express interest in anyone before. Daichi wondered who was the person who had captured Kuroo's attention.
Daichi rubbed at a sudden ache in his chest, he must have pulled a muscle earlier. "Oh ho ho? When did the great Kuroo Tetsurou fall?"
"Shut up," Kuroo pouted and Daichi grinned. Kuroo was still the "provocation expert" he'd said he was when they first met, but after living with him, Daichi had also found out that Kuroo was a huge nerd and really sweet to his friends. And girls obviously found him very charming, there was always one saying hi to him when Kuroo was walking with Daichi to his lectures. Which was odd, seeing as how Kuroo was pre-Law while Daichi was architecture; the faculties were on opposite ends of campus, and there was no shared facilities between the 2 departments. How did the girls in his faculty even know Kuroo?
"Anyway," Kuroo finally continued, but not before lying face down on Daichi's thigh. "I'm a little nervous at asking them out. And I'm not really sure that what I want to do will actually work…"
Daichi had a bad feeling as to what Kuroo was about to ask.
"So, I was wondering if you'd want to go on some practice dates with me?"
"Wait, wait, wait…" Daichi pushed Kuroo's head off his thigh. "Why me? It's not like I can give you any advice."
It was true. Daichi had been on exactly 5 dates ever since he started college and they were all first dates with different people. He just didn't seem to be able to click with them. There was a girl who liked volleyball, it was the reason their friends had arranged for a date for them; Daichi had thought they were doing very well; they talked a lot about volleyball and their favourite types of movies (She liked action movies, Daichi liked horror films and they both hated slasher movies). She had a sly sense of humour and seemed to enjoy saying things to rile Daichi up, but Daichi didn't mind. In fact, it had been one of the things he liked about her. But he'd received a message from her the next day saying that she had fun but it might be better if they stayed as friends. It was the same for the following 4 dates.
Daichi wasn't too bothered by that. He was too busy with schoolwork and volleyball to invest time and energy into a new relationship.
"Why don't you get one of your other friends to do it?"
Kuroo groaned, "Oh come on, and lose all their respect?"
"What respect?" Daichi grinned at the glare Kuroo threw him from under that unruly fringe.
"Come on, Sa~amura, I know you have a soft spot for me under that hard exterior of yours."
Daichi snorted at the fake ass compliment. "You wish."
"And I know you're very kind person." Kuroo nudged at Daichi's leg with the top of his head. "Come on, Sawamura. Help a friend out."
A sigh, Daichi could never say no to Kuroo. "Fine. I'll help you, because I am always this kind."
"That you are, Sawamura. That you are."
Daichi hoped he won't end up regretting this decision.