Practice Proposal
Haikyuu!! Fanfic by MythboundCal
It starts as a joke. Like most dangerous things do.
They're closing up after practice—lights off, gym bags slung, the sky outside going that soft sherbet color it gets when it’s about to apologize for being a long day.
“You ever think we should just get married?” Suga asks, unceremonious.
Daichi doesn’t look up from locking the supply closet. “To each other?”
“Sure,” Daichi says. “Why not?”
It’s tossed like a volleyball—casual, with spin.
And Suga—true to form—bumps it right back.
“We’d be disgustingly functional,” he says. “I’d do the budgeting, you’d handle the furniture assembly. We’d fight about curtain rods and end it with snacks.”
Daichi chuckles. “You’d forget anniversaries.”
“I’d write them on your palm before bed. You’d wake up furious but oddly touched.”
The door clicks shut. The gym hums with quiet.
It should end there.
But Suga keeps talking.
Too calmly.
“I bet I’d cry during the vows,” he says.
“You definitely would,” Daichi replies. “You’d blame allergies and wipe your nose on the sleeve of a blazer you borrowed and never returned.”
Suga laughs, but his steps slow. “You’d hold my hands too tightly.”
“And you’d kiss me like we’re in a sports anime.”
Because suddenly, it’s not funny anymore.
And Suga—sugar-knife smile, honey-voice danger—turns slightly and says, “It was supposed to be a joke.”
Daichi swallows. “Until it wasn’t.”
Suga nods. Just once. Like he’s accepting a challenge he issued five years ago.
Then he breaks into a grin and throws his gym bag at Daichi’s chest.
“Okay,” he says, turning back toward the sunset. “Proposal accepted. But you’re telling Coach.”
Daichi stares at him—backlit by the ridiculous sky, already walking ahead like he hasn’t just changed everything.
Because of course he would.
A/N: The “practice proposal” joke is a trope in Japanese media and fandoms—a lighthearted way to explore deeper feelings under the guise of play.
And because Daichi and Sugawara are so used to being functional, capable, and responsible… it’s delicious to watch them stumble over something as chaotic as love.
