Notes: So this is the final chapter and I hope you have enjoyed! Much thanks for reading, for all the lovely comments and reviews and just the amazing support. ( ω *) Thank you so much.So with this all done and dusted I am looking for more fic ideas! So please please please if you have any ideas or prompts for a fic I would love love love them so just leave them in the comments. Doesn't have to be DaiSuga I'm always happy to write anything for HQ!, Daiya no Ace, Yowamushi Pedal or Kuroko no Basuke. Thank you!

Searching through the columns of the paper with little luck, Daichi sighed.

"Nothing?" Shaking his head, the dark haired man rubbed his tired eyes.

"Not really, unless I want to start labouring again." He'd done it before, while getting back on his feet after Kiyoko's abandonment. Pushing an open laptop across to him, tab open with a job search bar on screen, Suga bobbed him on the nose.

"Well keep your head up. Something will come up." Glancing at the computer screen and stretching in his seat, Daichi questioned Suga's own searching skills, wondering about the house. Pouring a cup of coffee, Suga squeezed in beside him, looping an arm around his shoulders and bringing their chairs closer together.

"I made some developments." He said watching his boyfriend key up their location and the job description he desired. "Hey have you thought about finding somewhere closer to home?" Sighing, Daichi nicked a sip of his boyfriend's coffee.

"I'm trying." Humming, Suga hovered over the location bar of the job site.

"No I mean, about your home. In Miyagi." Narrowing his eyes and frowning, Daichi was sceptical.

"I could always go back and work with Takeda and Tanaka at their garage." He'd worked through his apprenticeship with the father and son duo during his final years of highschool and the first couple of years of his young marriage. Even when he'd left his short sighted mentor, the offer of a job had always been open for him. "Why?" It seemed strange that his boyfriend should take such an interest in the small town and his opportunities to get a job.

Shrugging, Suga wrapped his hands around the coffee cup, enjoying the warmth on his palms.

"Well I like it. The small town feel and the new estate and I mean I can up and leave and take my job with me anywhere." His cheeks flushed, a little red and embarrassed he pushed on. "Would you ever think of moving back?" Rubbing his eyes, Daichi rolled his neck side to side, delaying his answer.

"Maybe." There were too many factors to consider, his parents, Kiyoko and the possibility of a new job. The boys liked it there but it was a sure different change of scenery. What if Suga hated it and they fought about it and they broke up because of it. It was all too much of a risk. "Have you ever lived in small town before? You might hate it."

"It won't be a small town for much longer." Tugging over the laptop and pulling up the website for the new estate Suga pointed out a section on new housing and development. "As Kiyoko was saying with the rate everything is selling there'll be a new supermarket in the city centre and lots of new little shops. And the school is really good and they're building a new highschool." Amazed as the smaller man rattled off a list of other reasons, Daichi couldn't help but smile.

"Wow, you've done a lot of research about this. You're really serious huh?" Shrugging a little and looking flustered, Suga picked up his empty cup and went to the sink to buy himself some time.

"Yeah, I just..." He paused, rinsing out the mug. "I've never met anyone I'd really wanted to share my life with not like this." He cleared his throat, turning to look Daichi in the eye. "Just the thought of owning a house, somewhere small and peaceful, with you and the kids..." He made another frustrated noise. "I'm not saying this right."

Except he was and every word hit home for Daichi. It was like Suga was reading his mind and drawing out his deepest, most secret desires.

"No, it's perfect." Smiling and looking down, Suga ran his hands along the steel of the basin.

"You sure? You're not just saying that?" Getting up, cup in hand Daichi ditched the mug before pulling the silver haired man into hug.

"No, absolutely not. If you really want to make a go of this, I'll do it. I'll support you hundred percent and do everything I can." Snuggling into his shoulder, Suga kissed Daichi's chin, hands sliding up his back and embracing him tighter.

"Thank you, thank you so much."

There was something that should have been so very wrong about his ex wife designing his future house.

"Do you want an extra spare room or a study?" Humming as he tapped his pencil on the blueprints before him, Suga flipped the wide set of pages towards him.

"I think another spare room, we can stick a desk in there and call it a study if we need to." Taking a swing from his beer and offering Kiyoko some more wine, Suga gave a sharp nod.

"Good, sounds fine. Now did you have the time to look over those colours and tile designs." Checking his phone, Daichi blew off any further question, happy to leave any decision to Suga.

"Daddy, I want an icy pole." Turning his attention to Nishinoya and Asahi, Daichi knelt and picked the boys up on his shoulders.

"I'm going to go feed these little ones. Do you want something?"

"Chips," Suga said absent-mindedly, tracing his finger along the deep black line of the house deign. Shaking her head, Kiyoko's phone buzzed, taking her attention away from the plans.

Having Nishinoya pull open the top box freezer and Asahi crawl in to revive the frozen treats, Daichi offered to open the tricky packets before binning them.

"Ah, what do you say?" Icy pole in mouth, Nishinoya licked the sweet treat eagerly.

"Thank you daddy."

"Thank you daddy." Asahi repeated, then paused with a blush. Running off into the backyard full of giggles and laughter, Daichi open an icy pole himself, sitting back down at the table to listen to the end of his ex and his boyfriend's conversation.

"I say do it, you only live once." Sucking down the icy pole, the taller man looked questioningly at his boyfriend.

"Do what once?" The look that crossed between other two at the table had his stomach twisting uncomfortably. "What?" He pushed further, looking worried.

"Nothing to do with us or the house my love, it's Kiyoko's business." Looking closely at his ex wife and noting the odd restlessness in her hands, Daichi shook his head.

"Kiyoko's business that you know about."

"That I was consulted about," Suga corrected him quickly. "Nothing too major."

"I'm seeing someone," the dark haired woman cut in quickly. "That's all, it's no big deal." Humming, Daichi finished the end of his icy pole with a loud suck.

"Is he going to be around the kids?" Shrugging, Kiyoko pushed her hair behind her ears, looking unsure.

"I don't know, maybe." Daichi opened his mouth, preparing to be monstrously unfair and rain on her parade but decided against it when Suga glared at him from across the table.

"Okay, well maybe we can meet him if he's going to be around the kids and stuff." Chewing on the wooden stick and licking the sugar from his lips, Daichi ignored the icky feeling in his gut.

"That sounds reasonable." Rolling up the blueprints and smiling, Kiyoko stood with a sigh. "Well I'll send all these through to the company, but I think you're all set. There are three similar designs on plan so we'll just re work those two extra rooms and it'll be fine." Giving her a final wave as Suga walked her to the door, Daichi binned his stick and went to check on the younger boys, finding them engaged in play. Cars and train a mess all over the room with Hinata making a barrage of zooming noises.

Smiling as Suga joined him in the doorway, Daichi nudged his shoulder.

"I was a bit of a bastard back there wasn't I?"

"A bit?" Scowling at him, the smaller man tisked. "I would hate to get on your bad side." Rubbing the back of his head awkwardly, Daichi nodded.

"Yeah, I know. It's just a little strange you know?" Humming as he turned and pulled his boyfriend down the hall, Suga collapsed against the sofa.

"A little, but it's a good thing. She's moving on, you've moved on. It's for the best." Falling in beside him, the dark haired man knew he was right. He was just being petty and it wasn't fair.

"Yeah I know." Falling into silence as Suga flipped on the television, Daichi smiled a little, leaning over to catch Suga's lips in a quick kiss. "Asahi called me daddy before." It was an odd confession but a positive one and one bound to make his lover laugh.

"Oh yeah? That's cute." Suga paused, thinking for a moment. "And that is going to get confusing so fast." Laughing as he rested his head on the smaller man's shoulder, Daichi took his hand and squeezed gently.

"It was super cute. And I'll try to be nicer." Raising the hand to his lips, he kissed it softly.

"Thank you. That's all I ask."

Three Months Later

Final shifts, moving boxes and driving the two hours to Magi made for a hard start to the weekend. Suga had already had a walk through of the house, taking the boys with him on Thursday night for a camp out in the new place on air mattress. Packing up the house had been a lonely process, there were many good memories made in this house. The first years of Hinata's life had been spent here and although it was small and kind of crummy, it had been home for a long time. Before heading off on the highway, Daichi had stopped by the supermarket to pick up the final few groceries for the indoor house warming picnic. It was hard to see his bank account at such a low level, in hadn't been like that for years, not since he'd first moved. All his savings and any spare cash had been put into the down deposit. Suga had spent more of course, but with his house on the market it had sold within a week.

Munching down a power bar and focusing on the road Daichi's mind raced as he thought over the situation. What if something went wrong? All his money was wrapped up in this place and as happy as he was with Suga, if things turned sour he'd really be out in the cold. But it had happened before he reminded himself, and he'd gotten over it. But this time would be different. Suga was perfect, beautiful and cheerful, a wonderful father and a good person, they would be fine.

He thought about stopping by his parents before going to the new place but realised he was only stalling. He could see them tomorrow, the next day, next week and it wouldn't make a difference, once again he was just down the road. Driving down the winding roads of the fresh new estate, Daichi counted down the houses before finding the street name and number. Number one, Karasuno street. It looked better than the grainy photo Suga had sent him the afternoon before. Big and new with a little path up to the front door and freshly laid fast growing grass lawns. Hopping out of the car, bags on his arm, Daichi almost knocked on the door. But this was his home now, their home and as he walked over the threshold he was set upon by a crowd of little ones.

"Daddy daddy daddy Kaga says words." Passing Nishinoya a bag and smiling at Hinata, Daichi's whole face lit up as he gazed around the small foyer, his eyes falling on a beaming Suga.

"Words?" He said eagerly, passing him a bag and kicking off his shoes.

"Dada. At twenty months and six days." Pulling him into a hug, Daichi kissed him quick, arms holding tight around Suga's middle.

"That's amazing. Well done little one." Smiling down at the dark haired little toddler, Daichi touched his head with a tender hand. "Well done." Receiving another kiss from his boyfriend flushed and flustered, Suga grinned.

"Hi, honey. Welcome home"