Ship: kuroo/daichi AND nishinoya/ennoshita Fandom: haikyuu!! Major Tags: none Other Tags: mentions of war, hamilton au Word Count: 409
you: one or the other is fine! me: YOU ARE ALL LIKE BABY WATCH THIS
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the world is burning around them, and yet kuroo raises his glass toward the barkeep and shouts, "get us another round!"
"how are we supposed to fight tomorrow if you're going to make us drink ourselves sick?" daichi teases, yet he's throwing back the last of his drink.
"live a little daichi!" it's nishinoya who claps his hand hard on his back before leaning back to his original spot molded to ennoshita's side. "when else are we gonna get the chance?"
"he's right for a squirt." kuroo places down fresh drinks, ignoring nishinoya's protests. "i thought you'd know all about living a little."
daichi tries to hide the smile curling on his lips, but he can't help himself. not when kuroo being so close eggs on the alcohol warmth burning through his veins. unlike nishinoya and ennoshita whose he's known for a while in this town, popping in and out of his employer's shop, kuroo hails from across the ocean. he's still getting accustomed to life here, and yet he's not so different from them at all. he fit right into their group as another misfit looking for the same kind of fight and glory, ready take the chance and play the risk around the war the world has so readily presented to them. daichi can't help but like the guy for that.
"i'll be living longer if the general doesn't find us hungover or late." daichi takes the fresh glass from kuroo, cocking an eyebrow at him as the other two laugh from across the table.
they all know it's not the general or the hangover that any of them actually fear. it's not knowing what horrors will show up tomorrow, or if they'll live to see the end of it - daichi can see it in how nishinoya slips an arm behind ennoshita, feel it when kuroo scoots a few inches closer.
"a toast," ennoshita says, leaning forward, "to the four of us, to tonight!"
it's the perfect kind of moment, daichi thinks as the sound of clanking glasses rings through the bar. he closes his eyes as he drinks cold beer and prays that he never forgets this. no matter what happens, he wants to remember his longtime friends happy across the table, of his new friend shoulder to shoulder with him, giving him a grin like he's ready to promise him the world as long as they make it.
FILL: Team Kuroo Tetsurou/Sawamura Daichi, G
Fandom: haikyuu!!
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: mentions of war, hamilton au
Word Count: 409
you: one or the other is fine!
me: YOU ARE ALL LIKE BABY WATCH THIS
***
the world is burning around them, and yet kuroo raises his glass toward the barkeep and shouts, "get us another round!"
"how are we supposed to fight tomorrow if you're going to make us drink ourselves sick?" daichi teases, yet he's throwing back the last of his drink.
"live a little daichi!" it's nishinoya who claps his hand hard on his back before leaning back to his original spot molded to ennoshita's side. "when else are we gonna get the chance?"
"he's right for a squirt." kuroo places down fresh drinks, ignoring nishinoya's protests. "i thought you'd know all about living a little."
daichi tries to hide the smile curling on his lips, but he can't help himself. not when kuroo being so close eggs on the alcohol warmth burning through his veins. unlike nishinoya and ennoshita whose he's known for a while in this town, popping in and out of his employer's shop, kuroo hails from across the ocean. he's still getting accustomed to life here, and yet he's not so different from them at all. he fit right into their group as another misfit looking for the same kind of fight and glory, ready take the chance and play the risk around the war the world has so readily presented to them. daichi can't help but like the guy for that.
"i'll be living longer if the general doesn't find us hungover or late." daichi takes the fresh glass from kuroo, cocking an eyebrow at him as the other two laugh from across the table.
they all know it's not the general or the hangover that any of them actually fear. it's not knowing what horrors will show up tomorrow, or if they'll live to see the end of it - daichi can see it in how nishinoya slips an arm behind ennoshita, feel it when kuroo scoots a few inches closer.
"a toast," ennoshita says, leaning forward, "to the four of us, to tonight!"
it's the perfect kind of moment, daichi thinks as the sound of clanking glasses rings through the bar. he closes his eyes as he drinks cold beer and prays that he never forgets this. no matter what happens, he wants to remember his longtime friends happy across the table, of his new friend shoulder to shoulder with him, giving him a grin like he's ready to promise him the world as long as they make it.
god, daichi really hopes he makes it.