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"Daiiiiiiiiichi," a voice calls to the captain from the other side of the club room. Tanaka had a magazine propped up in his lap and let out another groan upon reading the article yet again. "If I got an article like this I'd get so many girls," He continues in a whining tone.
"If you're so upset about it stop reading," Daichi strips the sweaty shirt off of his toned abs before throwing it into Tanaka's face, chuckling softly. He grabs the magazine and skims the article.
Another groan emits from Tanaka's lips as he peels off Daichi's sticky shirt from his face. "You already have a girlfriend so you don't understand my struggle."
A faint smile crosses his face at even the mention of you. It had barely been a month since you two started dating, yet he was certain of one thing, he was absolutely and madly in love with you.
Suga walks up beside Daichi and pokes his cheek lightly, "Look, he's blushing," He teases as Daichi rolls his eyes and shoves his hand away.
"Am not."
"Are too."
"Am-"
"That is not the issue at hand!" Tanaka bursts out making the attention fall back to him. "This is unfair! He has an entire article about him. Think about all the chicks he's getting! And you just know he's packing too."
Daichi's eyebrows knit together, "He's what?"
"Packing," Tanaka says again, slower this time. Daichi only tilts his head, showing his confusion further. "You know," Tanaka gestures to the lower half of Daichi.
"No, I don't," He sighs and grabs another shirt from his bag, throwing it over his head. "I don't understand your strange second-year terminology."
"C'mon Daichi, even I know what that means," Asahi chuckles.
"Then what does it mean?"
"Lets just say-" Noya starts with a mischievous look on his face, "-we all think you're packing too."
The club room erupts into laughter while Daichi looks between everyone in confusion. "Maybe we should ask {l/n}?" Suga snickers and slings his bag over his shoulder.
"I think I saw her outside waiting for Daichi on my way in."
Suga and Daichi exchange glances before Suga bursts out the door, the rest of Karasuno shortly in tow and Daichi lagging behind, still inside of the club room, less in annoyance and more in confusion.
"{l/n}!" Suga calls while racing down the steps towards you.
Furrowing your eyebrows, you wonder how the team functions off of seemingly a singular brain cell. The rest of the boys gather around you, with your boyfriend nowhere in sight.
"We have a question," Noya starts.
You sigh and roll your eyes. This wasn't the first time something like this had happened. Ever since you got together with their captain, occurrences, where they would ask you questions about your relationship or about Daichi in general, were normal. You weren't sure if it was because of their strange obsession with each other or the nearly cult-like relationship the team held.
"What is it?"
The second years and Sugawara giggle between themselves, "{Y/N}, is Daichi packing?"
Your face instantly flushes bright red at his words. You had just gotten comfortable kissing Daichi without blushing, and were nowhere even close to doing that kind of stuff.
Daichi comes up behind you and links an arm around your waist and pulls you closer to him, throwing mildly annoyed glares at the rest of his team. "Are you ok babe? You're all red," He mumbles in your ear while pressing a soft kiss to your forehead, which only causes your face to grow hotter.
"I-I'm fine," You stutter out while averting your gaze from his, "They just asked an odd question."
He sighs and looks at the team, who were about ready to burst out laughing at your flustered state. "Was it about the packing thing?"
That sent them over the edge, as each of them, save for Tsukishima who never did laugh and Hinata who was simply too innocent, burst out with red faces similar to yours.
You whip your head towards Daichi, "Why're they asking me?" You ask in a worried tone, which causes Daichi's heart to quicken in the fear he did something wrong.
"I'm not sure, I don't even know what it means."
At his words, you breathe a sigh of relief. At least he wasn't talking about those kinds of things with his team.
"Why are you asking me?" You ask with a light chuckle, your face finally back to its normal color.
Noya takes a step in front of Suga, "Well, we all think Daichi's packing, we thought you may be the only one to know."
Your eyes widen and brows knit at the lack of boundaries the team held. Seriously, Daichi had only introduced you to them last week.
"D-Daichi I think we should go," You say practically dragging your boyfriend by the sleeve of his shirt.
He simply nods his head and lets you drag him off while the boys chuckle behind you. "They're probably going to go figure it out and report back to us," Sugawara catcalls behind the two of you.
"Why're you walking so fast," Daichi asks while intertwining his fingers with yours in an attempt to slow down your fast pace.
You don't answer, but instead, continue to briskly walk towards your house which thankfully, was right next to the school.
Daichi and you finally reach your door where you open it and beckon him inside. Closing it, Daichi turns to you, "Is someone going to tell me what packing means?"
You sigh and make your way inside the house with him closely behind. "Can't you just google it or something?"
"I could-" He grabs your hand and twirls you around, making you place your hands onto his chest for stability, "-but that's not nearly as fun."
He peers down at you with the same dark brown eyes that make you swoon every time you look into them. "Plus-" He leans down and captures your lips in his for a quick kiss, "-this is making you flustered, and you're cute when you're flustered."
You bury your face into his toned chest and emit a groan as he wraps his free hand around your waist, pulling you closer to him. "Fine," You say after a few moments, "They were talking about erm-" You trail off, not knowing how to tell him what they were talking about.
He chuckles softly and tilts your chin up, "What does it mean?"
"Packing means you have a huge dick," You say very quickly before breaking away from him and running through your house squealing.
Daichi throws his head back with laugher while racing after you until he grabs your waist and pulls you against his chest, his cheek against yours with an adoring smile on his face.
"You're too cute {y/n}," He says while pressing kisses from your cheek down to your collar bone.
"Daichi," You whine and shove his head away.
"I am you know," He murmurs against your neck, not giving up on the idea of bruising up your neck for everyone to see.
