Kuroo X Reader -hang In There

kuroo x reader - “hang in there”

genre: angst, comfort

word count: 760

warnings: suicidal thoughts ; depression

notes: i made this because i haven’t been feeling well lately and writing’s my coping mechanism. i wasn’t planning to post this but then i thought that some people might benefit from this. this piece contains things that i wished to hear but never got to. if you can relate to this then i want you to know that you’re not alone and what you’re feeling is valid. some day we’ll look back to this and laugh because you never realized how strong you were. just hang in there, love. i tried to be as vague as possible so that more of you can relate. of course, proceed with caution as i still touched some subjects that could be uncomfortable to some

sensitive topic talked about under the cut.

"if i were to jump off this cliff, what would you do?"

kuroo's fingers stopped midway through its run across your hair. you weren't looking at him. instead, you were looking at the sky dazedly. with a solemn look on his face, he began twirling a lock of your hair in his fingers, relishing in the comfort of your weight against his as you laid on his lap.

"i would catch you and lift you up until your wings can let you soar without you needing to fall."

the wind blew gently in the hidden spot you and kuroo found yourself often running off to. it was comforting. with the soil underneath you and the presence of kuroo's comfort that slowly ebbed away your worries, you felt grounded. that was nice.

"thank you," you smiled, a little empty but meant altogether.

.

"if i can no longer carry the weight, what would you do?"

kuroo smiled and lifted the box away from your hands. you watched as he leaned down, staring at your eyes as if he saw right through you, and given his intelligence, he probably did.

"i would take the top box off and hold you so you don't need to worry about tripping."

you stared at him, perplexed and he simply shook his head as he slowly leads you back on track towards your destination. the warmth of his hand spread across your lower back like the blooming of flowers in spring. with his mere presence, you felt the ice of loneliness slowly start to thaw. that was nice.

"thank you," you smiled, half a degree warmer in your flushed skin.

.

"if i were to disappear, what would you do?"

kuroo hummed, tapping the pen he was holding onto the desk, deep in thought. you silently watched his actions with bated breath, you were curious. his answers were always odd.

"i would go to a convenience store."

"what? why?"

"you'd probably be hungry when i find you."

you couldn't help but laugh in amusement. he was an odd one but you couldn't deny that his sentiment warmed you very much. with his care, you felt like you could stand against the world. that was nice.

"thank you," you smiled, a little brighter than before, to kuroo's surprise.

"no problem."

.

"if i can no longer do the things that i used to do well, what would you do?"

kuroo glared at the canvas in front of him. screw his art teacher. still, he dropped his palette and brush and turned to look at you. his intensity was new, you mused to yourself as kuroo's eyes once again stared into yours as he did every single time you asked him your questions.

"i would take new hobby lessons."

"what for?"

"so even if you can't do well in the things you used to do anymore, at least you'll have fun doing it because you have someone worse to make fun of."

"really?"

"really."

"well, the dog you painted looks wonky."

"you're crossing the line. steven is perfect as he is."

you fell down your chair from your laughter. with him beside you, you don't feel so alone anymore. that was nice.

"thank you," you whispered softly as you covered kuroo's sleeping form with a blanket.

.

"if i no longer need to rely on you to keep me alive, what would you do?"

kuroo held your hands in his and you couldn't help but notice how well they fit together. his hands that were much larger than yours, covered yours securely and that was comforting in its own right. with your reluctance gone, you looked up at him and smiled the most genuine smile you have mustered in months.

"i would love you all the same."

with his love, you felt like you were no longer a helpless doe but rather someone who was capable of being loved- someone who was capable of standing and walking side by side with everyone. with him, you were able to face your fears because he was always there, whether you fail or not. he made sure you realized you're not someone in constant need of doting but rather someone who's brave enough to continue on even when it hurt. he was exactly what you needed. someone who would stay by your side, not in front or at the back, but ready to support you when you start falling regardless. he was nice.

"thank you," you spoke with all devotion in your heart as you pulled him close for a kiss.

KENMA IS LAUGHING OMG THIS IS PRECIOUS 

you’re all so cute with the tags. i can’t with you all <3

[ 10.37pm ]; miya atsumu; fluff

ATSUMU is twenty-five when he realises just how madly in love with you he is.

It is a completely mundane night when the realisation hits him—just a night in sitting next to the love of his life as he scrolls through the different Netflix programs while you lay your head in his lap, eyes following the cursor.

He decides on a random reality show and clicks the play button—he has more pressing questions to ask. Not so much urgent as an unrelenting curiosity.

“Hey, babe?”

“Mhmm.”

“Will we meet in our next life?”

Your brows furrow as you pry your gaze away from the television to scour out your husband’s. Confusion eases into an expression of fondness once they land on his honey brown eyes.

“I hope so.” Your smile illuminates the room instantly.

“Do you think we’ll find each other naturally, like in this one?”

You ponder for a while, lips curled downward slightly, before settling on a response. “I wouldn’t mind having to seek you out though.”

“Cool,” Atsumu responds—a little lacklustre—if only to conceal his absolute glee at your favourable reply.

“What if we transform into beetles in our next life?”

“You would still be beautiful,” he coos, carding his fingers through your hair and admiring you in the flesh, before his index finger comes down to graze over the locket he gifted you when you were still kids.

You chuckle at how sweet he’s being. “What if you’re a human and I’m a beetle?”

“I don’t know how that’ll work but I’d make it work, maybe make you my pet or somethin’.”

Who would’ve thought that your husband would still be so precious in his mid-twenties? “Guess if that’s the case that’ll rule out kids,” you mumble.

Atsumu’s eyes light up at the mention of that. “What about now, in this life?”

It is absolutely endearing to see how he can’t contain his excitement. It’s a compliment to you—he feels so comfortable with you he wears his heart on his sleeve.

I’d love them, is what you’d like to say. But not yet, now is not the time. Atsumu has big games coming up and you don’t want this to distract him. So you offer up a grin instead, “we’re talking about the next life.”

“Fine,” he grumbles, pouting slightly before giving you a peck on the forehead in assurance. “I just hope when I meet you in the next life, I’ll know it’s you.”

You adjust yourself so you’re straddling him, the show now merely background noise. “The person you fall in love with in the next life—that’s me. That’s how you’ll know.”

Atsumu grins and rests his forehead on yours. “Then—” I’m not so afraid anymore— “I can’t wait. For the rest of this life, and all the others.”

“Me too, promise me we’ll find each other?”

He has never said anything with any more conviction than what he says next.

“Always have, always will.”

notes. have some of my tsumu fluff before the weekend hits <3

headcanon - “love songs on my tongue”

ft. kageyama tobio, kenma kozume and kuroo tetsurou

genre: fluff

warnings: none

notes: in which you sing sappy love songs that make their heart race

↳ kageyama tobio. ✢ you weren't the vocally affectionate type and neither was kageyama. your relationship was built around that fact and to be honest, it made your relationship strong. ✢ there's no need for constant validation when you feel his sincerity everytime he leaves your favorite drink on your desk when you are too busy over a project to bother staying hydrated or when he tosses you his jacket when it's cold, mouth automatically moving to berate your forgetfulness if only to hide his flushed cheeks and the gleaming concern beneath his ocean blue eyes. ✢ anyways, kageyama doesn't shy away from his love... that is, if you recognize the small cues he does since it can be pretty blurry at the beginning. ✢ also if you learn to take his unintentional insults and namecalling as an expression of love. ✢ but like any other person in the world, kageyama wasn't a stranger to insecurities. ✢ he wonders if that's enough. if he's enough. ✢ he wonders if what he's doing is enough to make you stay unlike most people in his life. ✢ and of course, you would notice the desperate look in his eyes, the tighter grip in your hand that was borderline hurtful, and the constant need to be around you. ✢ you recognize his weakness and it hurt to see him like this. ✢ so you endeavored to do something to help him realize how special he truly is. ✢ the problem was you didn't know what it was. ✢ the answer came to you as you both lounged around his bedroom. you were sitting on his bed as you shuffled through your playlist while he laid beside you, tossing a volleyball mindlessly. ✢ a certain song got your heart racing and you moved to pull out one of your headphones and place it into kageyama's ear. ✢ he looked at you weirdly but stayed silent, listening to the melody that ran through it. seeing that you caught his attention, you cleared your throat, hands getting cold as anxiety and regret began sinking in. ✢ still, the first note hit and you shuffled closer to kageyama. stiff fingers clinging onto his shirt as you looked down. ✢ "hold me close, through the night. don't let me go, we'll be alright." you sang against his neck as you cuddled closer. though it came out to be a little muffled and soft, kageyama heard you and your sincerity perfectly clear. ✢ warmth tinted his cheeks and ears in a lovely rose hue. he wondered if you could hear the rapid beats of his heart because he sure as hell could. ✢ your voice was shaky, often going from one key to another but kageyama thought it was the most beautiful thing he has ever heard. not that he’ll ever admit that. ✢ he rose a hand to cover his cheeks that were flaming by now. you were making him so flustered and mushy. he wants you to stop because he was afraid he'll overheat but at the same time, he wants this moment to continue forever because you were just so cute. ✢ the song ended and you both stood silent, not knowing what to say. kageyama figured words wouldn't mean much anyway. you conveyed yourself enough and he was thankful for it as he felt his fluttering heart grow a ton lighter. ✢ he held you close that night, as you sang to him, and just before he could succumb to sleep, he heard you mutter something that made him smile genuinely. ✢ "i was made for loving you."

↳ kozume kenma. ✢ kenma had a lot of strange antics. ✢ for example, he would curl up in the corner of the room regardless of how cramped it is. ✢ actually, you believe he prefers it when the empty space was kept to a minimum. ✢ you asked him about it and he said he did it subconsciously. ✢ not to say you were a genius but you figured that it was probably because he felt protected that way. ✢ when his back is against the wall, he didn't need to worry about someone coming up at him from behind. ✢ when his sides are pressed against something, he doesn't need to worry about you or kuroo poking his sides to get his attention. ✢ all he needs to focus on is his front and with his eyes easily spotting whoever comes by, he feels more secure. ✢ in a similar way, kenma had a lot of strange antics when it comes to dating you. ✢ he doesn't really like to hug you in bed but he will curl up against your side, a hand clutching your clothes or your hand to make sure you're there. ✢ he doesn't prefer hand-holding when your walking on the streets either but he will stand a little bit closer to you and his eyes would periodically lift from his screen to scan his surroundings to make sure nothing can harm you. ✢ he doesn't share much of his day to day life seeing as it's pretty mundane but if you're the one who's sharing something, he would sneakily mute the game he's playing so he can focus on your voice and the content of your words. he makes sure that he remembers each and every one of your stories no matter how insignificant they may be. ✢ he doesn't like losing especially when it comes to games but he would occasionally let you win on purpose if it meant he would see you smile and cheer as if you won the olympics. ✢ kenma wasn't your typical boyfriend in the streets that would give you red roses but he would give you your favorite snack and drink along with an offer to be his player two in a multiplayer game he spent hours looking for just so he can share something with you. ✢ and honestly, that's fine. you like it that way. ✢ in one snack run you two had, kenma noticed you suddenly paused your rambling so he looked up only to see you staring at a lovey-dovey couple. ✢ he suddenly thought about your peculiar relationship and wondered if you would appreciate it more if he was more 'typical' ✢ in reality, you were only staring because the girl was showing his boyfriend a limited edition keychain of the character you use whenever you play super smash bros with kenma. ✢ you noticed that your boyfriend's silence was different as you walk back to your house. ✢ you thought back to what you did that might have bothered him. ✢ again, not to say you were a genius but you figured that it was probably because of the staring. ✢ you sat with him on the couch, leaning your head on his shoulder as your eyes traced the way his fingers moved across the buttons of his console. ✢ you started humming, kenma didn't mind since you tend to do this often. ✢ "making new clichés on our own little tour. let's ride. you don't have to say i love you to say i love you. forget all the shooting stars and all the silver moons." ✢ as you started mumbling the lyrics, his movements stuttered. ✢ he liked how you knew what was troubling him without him needing to tell you, even more so, addressing the issue in a way you didn't put him on the spot unnecessarily. ✢ of course, he knew you wouldn't hesitate to communicate with him if needed and that's comforting. ✢ he's both thankful and soft. he realizes that you're really his one in a billion— his co-player in life. ✢ kenma smiled lightly, eyes never leaving the screen but he did nuzzle his nose into your hair briefly and that caused you to smile contentedly. ✢ "all i need is you."

↳ kuroo tetsurou. ✢ it was a regular sunday morning. ✢ you managed to drag kuroo out of the bed despite his very tempting offer of warm cuddles in bed. ✢ alas, spring cleaning was a must and you have procrastinated long enough. ✢ you were enthusiastically sweeping the floor as you moved your hips from side to side to the beat of the music being blasted by the speakers. ✢ outside, kuroo was bobbing his head as he outrooted the weeds that were growing on your mini-garden. ✢ he took a moment to eye the potted cactus that was at the corner. ✢ it was a gift from you, long before you had started dating. ✢  he was constantly picking on you because he thought your reactions were cute and the only reasonable, not out of character thing he can do to have some semblance of interaction with you was to tease the hell out of you. ✢ you had given him a prickly cactus on the verge of death to respectfully tell him to leave you alone. ✢ he thought it was cute and his heart fluttered badly. you gave him a gift! it even had a ribbon on it! ✢ it was black carrying your wish for him to accidentally trip on a six feet hole dug especially for him. ✢ kuroo researched a lot about plants, more specifically, how to revive a dying cactus. ✢ he did the unimaginable and revived it. ✢ and gave it a name. ✢ he showed it off to you and you were surprised he managed to pull the whole revival thing off. ✢ you were quite flattered if you were to be honest. ✢  if you were to be asked about it, you would say that that was the day you fell for the mess that was kuroo tetsurou. ✢ going back, you asked for the cactus' name and he grinned at you. it's not even his usual shit-eating grin, it was a bright, genuine one. ✢ "y/n". ✢ you laughed and for the first time, you actually thought he was an intriguing person. kuroo realized he was in love when he saw your glow as you snorted through your nose. ✢ kuroo treasures that moment a lot. so much so, that he keeps taking care of the plant. years later, it's still alive and he brings it with him whenever he moves. ✢ he snapped out of his daze when he hears you squeal. he walks over to you out of curiosity and watched the strange sight that greeted him with a soft, endearing smile. ✢ lo and behold, you were using your broom as your microphone as you belted out the notes of the song you were soulfully jamming to. ✢ "it's not a walk in the park to love each other. but when our fingers interlock, can't deny, can't deny, you're worth it." ✢ your gaze caught his and he unfurled his arms, ready to tease you to the hell and back as he was expecting you to shy away. ✢ except you didn't do that. you sent him a cheeky wink and stared at him as you sang the next lines. your voice was softer now, more genuine as if it was you who sew the words together, wrapped it in an envelope, and sealed it with a kiss all for him. ✢ "'cause after all this time, i'm still into you." ✢ his heart skipped a bit and his teasing grin fell a little as he struggled to regain his composure. ✢ you giggled before averting your eyes away. going back to passionately banging your head and jumping around as you reach the chorus. ✢ grabbing the nearby duster, kuroo jumped in your fun causing you to glow brighter than before. ✢ your light when you smile was incomparable, kuroo thought as he half-screamed the lyrics to the song that he found to be eerily close to how he feels about you. ✢ amongst the misplaced items and forgotten cleaning supplies scattered in a tiny living room, two young hearts sang your hearts out, eyes crinkled, cheeks sore from laughter and voice raspy from your throats' unwanted workout but happily in love. ✢ "baby, not a day goes by that i'm not into you."

the “s” in shouyou stands for squishy