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It was a regular routine at this point. After an intense round of practice, Kuroo and Daichi would slip away to discuss and exchange ideas from the previous results of their matches. And following said discussions, handshakes would turn into a friendly pat on the shoulder, a hearty pat on the back, and sometimes Kuroo would just casually throw an arm around Daichi’s shoulders. Very casually, nothing out of the ordinary.
They’d sit outside together with the others, exchanging stories about their teams without ever revealing information to the other. Toothy grins and boisterous laughs where shared over watermelon and grilled meat.
In Kuroo’s eyes, it was all too easy. Although the same could be said about Daichi. Subtle lingering glances were easily avoided by the eyes of others. Understanding grins that held a thousand secrets were seen as nothing more than friendly gestures.
But upon entering the gymnasium bathrooms when no one else is conveniently around changes matters in ways that’s thrilling and incredibly enjoyable for both parties. It’s the time when the line between friendship and “Oh man, I really enjoy making out with this guy” is met and neither captain has a problem with this scenario whatsoever.
It’s about the hair-tugging and the calloused hands running down muscled backs and heated kisses that ultimately ended up as several minute make-out sessions. Time would fly without a care in the world while soft moans were exchanged, and things would get a little hot and heavy and Daichi would suggest they “Wait until a more suitable time,” because he hears chattering coming from outside the bathroom.
Kuroo rolls his eyes and removes his hands from underneath Daichi’s shirt, placing one last kiss on the other’s cheek before turning around and making his way towards the door.
"Thanks for the meeting, Captain~”
But hey, there’s always next time, was what the note Daichi received from Kuroo always said. Nothing more, nothing less.
And he was more than a little alright with that.