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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.

mr. perfectly fine - kuroo tetsurou . ( entry no. 2 ) genre: angst to relief(?) | notes: song fic, cursing | 2.5k words - part two of kuroo's deja vu: where he came back to you part 1 | part 2 the playlist of this two shot: click here stream mr. perfectly fine by taylor swift enjoy your meal!

“The greatest thing you’ll ever learn is love and be loved in return,” - Christian, Moulin Rouge

The marriage went on like Summer to Winter if you asked Kuroo, the marriage went on like a warm embrace of the sun but throughout the entire time he was burning, the love went on like autumn with leaves slowly falling apart, and their spark froze like stuck in the winter time. As much as he hates it, he’s in the same state like his parents once did, he is experiencing the things he didn’t want to experience.

Screaming at each other at the top of their lungs, here they are again arguing on something stupid. Kuroo never knew what went wrong but maybe he went too fast, maybe he changed the seasons too fast. Here, they are now seeing their pictures in frames slowly breaking, the glass all shattering, the marriage was a mistake, they both knew that. Kuroo never wanted his love life to be in this way, he never wanted this. All he wanted was to be loved and to be loved in return.

Now here he is, wishing he never walked on the aisle, wishing he can just run towards your arms, wishing he can wake up because the idiotic fool that he is, is still him living on his deja vu. Kuroo never meant to push everyone away, he blamed himself, maybe the marriage is slowly falling apart because it was his fault, maybe his marriage is falling apart because everytime he looks at his lover all he thinks and sees is you. But here is now, wondering what could’ve been if he never let you go.

A knock was heard in the door three times, seems like his lover is home. He opened the door uttering and wishing it was you. There he met the same eyes he fought with last night, if he could and if he only could he would go back to you. The marriage of his wasn’t even healthy anymore, a kiss on a forehead was nothing but a mere routine expected from him by his lover, a recall of saying ‘I’m home’ is nothing but a call that his lover is already in the house because it wasn’t exactly a home.

He still remembers how his eyes wonder yours, and whenever his eyes lingers to his lover he thinks of yours. He still remembers how your lips curved whenever you smile, and when his lover smiles you always cross his mind. The day went by just like the wind, such grace but too fast. He slept on the couch without muttering a sweet goodnight. His lover went to sleep without humming a soft hymn to make him fall asleep. He did all things he once did to you with his lover but his lover is nothing but a mere lookalike that he wished he never knew.

It was morning again and they both separated on the way to their work without saying a soft morning or a kiss for adoration, they just went to their work without a word. On the side of Kenma, he knew Kuroo would eventually fall apart, he looked at him again, watching him tearing himself apart. Kenma doesn’t know if Kuroo was crying because of his lover or maybe he was crying because of you. He doesn't know what to say to make him better, he hates this feeling, he hates this sight but there’s nothing else he can do.

“How is [Name]?”

Kuroo’s tired voice echoed in Kenma's room, making Kenma flinch for he hadn't seen his friend for a long time. He saw Kuroo with bags on his hand, Kenma immediately figured what’s going on, without a ring on Kuroo’s hand, Kenma knew: Kuroo was already tired.

“Aren’t you gonna ask, if I’m okay?”

Kuroo flopped down on the near couch whilst meeting Kenma’s gaze. “[Name] is...doing great.”

Kenma’s response was short and he broke the gaze between him and Kuroo. Kuroo wants to ask a lot of things but who he is, he can’t undo what’s already done, he can’t even play the game anymore because he already lost. He begged himself to keep saying ‘It’s really love.’ But who is he fooling?

“Why now, Kuroo? Why now?”

Kenma put down his gaming console and sat on the floor staring at Kuroo laying on his couch. “I miss [Name], Kenma. I miss [Name] so much--” Kenma just looks at his friend and softly uttered “[Name] is doing fine without you, Kuroo.” Kenma stood up once again and called someone and Kuroo wished it was you. He wished that Kenma was calling you. To his luck, Kenma was actually on the call with you.

Oh, how he wished he was Kenma, he had no rights to grab the phone from Kenma and talk to you, he had no right to call you his, he had no rights to tell you that he is missing you too much, he had no rights to call you his love. He just wishes to go back.

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“But what is grief? If not love persevering.” - Vision, WandaVision

“The usuals?” Osamu Miya asked you while you waited patiently in line to order the famous onigiri of Osamu, with a nod he proceeded to work with a smile on his face. You reached out for your money and paid Osamu your bill. “I’ll see you again tomorrow, [Last Name]!” He announces and you give a little wave as you leave his stall.

Upon entering the night train, you saw a familiar bedhead and next to him was a guy with dark hair with a dash of blonde reminded you of the call that you had with Kenma, yesterday. A call that seemed to be misdialed but it seems the message was clear. “Kenma?”

Your voice seemed to be captivated by the two, only three people were on the train and it happened to be the former best friends, one who watched the two from the beginning, the other one who back then was ‘Mr. Every single day in the end, I will be by your side’, and you. Their eyes began to wonder, if you’ve been there the entire time, the two wondered if it’s okay to see you again after all this time. You, on the other hand, walked towards them with a smile on your face. “It’s been so long..” You muttered.

Kuroo just stared at you once again, as if you’re the most fragile thing in the world yet he couldn’t hold you, like you’re the most precious thing in the world but he couldn’t hold you tight.

“[Na-Name]..”

Was it the joy or was it the fear made Kuroo stutter when he said your name, it seems like he’s been planning to say your name for a period of time but you, now standing in front of him is something he didn’t understand, you’re in front of him now but yet, you feel so further away from him.

“Hey..Kuroo..”

As if he was wishing you’ll call him as Tetsurou, as if he was wishing he could be yours once again, as if he was hoping everything would be the way it was. You sat on a vacant seat and read the situation that you three is currently in. You noticed the restless eyes of Kuroo and Kenma watched with worry written in his eyes. Here he is watching you both once again, he would notice Kuroo’s hand trembles a bit, he watched your hand get sweaty. Kuroo just wished you noticed his ring on his hand that was no longer there.

You did notice it, you noticed it because you missed him so much. But here you are, wondering if the pain is actually worth it if you’re seeing him again falling.

“So, where are you guys going to go?”

You asked, you still had that care you both had for them years ago, you still got that sweet gaze that always leaves Kuroo’s lips agape.

“Your house, actually.”

To your surprise, they actually thought of you. You three got out of the train when it stopped, you guys walked on a thick and undefying silence on the way, you opened the door on your house and invited them to eat with you without a word, you three just kept going as if you three knew this day would eventually come. You three became aware that this was inevitable however the tension between you and Kuroo along with the tension with Kenma and Kuroo is fighting off against each other.

You three sat in each perspective place while you three ate up, making you remember a scene from a highschool, remembering that everytime you three eat lunch you often hear people saying Kuroo is the ‘Mr. Perfect Face’, how you remembered how your eyes lingered a bit longer to ‘Mr. I always stay’ , gosh, what the hell happened? Kenma watched every moment, every second, he looked for a sign where you linger to Kuroo’s gaze, he looked at your eyes hoping no one took Kuroo’s place.

Kuroo never wondered why Kenma was quiet, he knew he'd been watching you so he did the same, looking over you how your skin looks so delicate, looking over you wishing he had begged you to stay. The dinner went fast, too fast. In fact, the night was already deep and you asked them to stay, which Kuroo used as his hope.

Lost in the vast midnight, Kuroo roamed around your house, hoping he'd see some clues perhaps to hold him, to keep him there. He’s hoping he can see a house that you and him built in the corner of his mind that once disappeared from him and you.

“Why are you still awake?”

He jolted when he heard your voice, maybe he was not too late?

“I--uh, I just couldn’t sleep.”

“Well, you should, the bags under your eyes tell otherwise.”

The moon’s light showers you an amount where you see Kuroo’s details, his familiar bed head, his eyes that once watched you like a cat. He grabbed his phone and played something, an oddly familiar song. Billy Joel’s Uptown Girl, you looked at him as you gave a deep sigh. As he offered his hand for a dance which you accepted.

He utters apologies and hope in between the chorus and verse. He was desperate if someone would say--

A business man lost his lover and now, he tries to go back to his former, he was so damn desperate to be in your arms again. He felt your hair falling in his arms, oh, how he missed this. He felt his hand getting warmer every time you danced with him. Atleast, this once he felt you closer to him again.

“[Name]”

He uttered your name in such a soothing manner, you stopped swaying with him and he rested his hand on your cheek. He doesn’t need to remind himself. He looked into your eyes and he didn’t see him, he just saw you facing the world alone, he looked at you searching for something that he wished to linger. He was not part of your dreams anymore.

Mr. Perfectly Fine, “How’s your heart after breaking mine, Tetsu?” You asked him. He doesn’t need to be told twice because just like Kenma said you’re doing great, good, better. No doubt he was ‘Mr. Too Late.’

You saw him looking away from you but you pulled him into a tight embrace, despite the height difference he cupped his cheeks, as tears started streaming down his face. He lost again.

“I have already loved you, Tetsu. We built our own home out of memories and emotions..” He tried not to fall apart in front of you. He wiped away his tears as he held you closer.

“Now, I’m happy on my own. It’s time to leave that home. Tetsu, I loved you.”

You kissed the left side of his lips as he rested his head on your shoulder, he cried as if he was lost because indeed he was. He lost you in between his dreams and deja vu, he forgot to love you and only loved your lookalike. How he wishes to run back to you when he was still on the aisle that time, how he wishes he was still your Mr. Perfectly Fine.

The End.

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{masterlist}

You tell your friend that they, “Look like a bottom.” + “Submissive and breedable.”

GN!Reader ft. Bokuto, Kuroo, Ushijima.

Warnings: suggestive content, curse words.

Bokuto

Poor man chokes on water when the words left your mouth.

“A BOTTOM?!”

Holding back your snicker, you raise your brow, nodding; a serious expression on your face as you stare at the athlete right through his eyes.

“A BOTTOM?!“ He pauses, eyes widened in disbelief, "ME?! A bOTTOM!?”

He gasps, clearly offended. One brow raised, he jumps (almost spilling the glass of water in his hand) to you like a kid trying to pick a fight,

“LOOK AT ME IN THE EYE. DO I LOOK LIKE A BOTTOM?!”

You rub your ears, telling him that your eardrums are going to rupture with how loud he’s speaking,

“OKAY. Okay. Fine… BUT YOU DESERVE IT THOUGH? HOW- IN WHICH ANGLE AM I A BOTTOM? This is the worst thing you’ve said to me in 7 years, (Y/n). I’m hurt.”

He pouts, but there’s a playful glint in his eyes. He’s confident and he knows himself well. Far too well to understand that what you’d just said was completely false.

He played along anyway. You’ve been friends for seven years, but he wasn’t sure that you would want to know (do you?) about that part of him yet.

Yet.

"Well, you look submissive and breedable to me,” you joke, winking at Bokuto, which he replies with a raise of his brow,

“Mmhm,” He gulps the remaining water in his glass, “Surely this buff, tall volleyball player looks submissive and breedable,”

He grins, flexing his biceps as he stares down at you, “Suuuuuuurely.”

You squint your eyes, brows furrowed as you lean closer to his face, pretending to examine his features,

“Yeah, still looks like a bottom to me.”

“HEY! waIT- OI, THAT’S UNFAIR!”

Kuroo

…what did you just do?

Clearly, you don’t know the gravity of the situation…

Smug as hell. Squints his eyes as he stares you with a smirk before doing the tongue-in-cheek thing,

“Oh yeah? You think so?”

His voice literally dropped an octave. Why is the room suddenly so hot?

“Well, maybe i am. Maybe i’m not. You have to see for yourself.”

Your pride is on the line. Of course you’re not going to back out THAT easily. C'mon. It’s Kuroo we’re talking about, how many time do you wanna get bullied by this man?

So you went all out. With whatever is left of your confidence, you walk up to him, returns his smug smirk and tell him he looks submissive-

He didn’t expect that.

“Shit. You’re being bold today. Too bad you’re wrong though.”

“Well, you’re in denial.”

“Well, if you’re so adamant about me being submissive in bed, why not come and test it?”

His gaze meets yours. It’s a staring contest with tension, and you knew that whoever breaks it off first would lose,

But its Kuroo we’re talking about. The captain doesn’t even budge, his hand creeping up to your face. Strong, slightly calloused fingers cup your cheeks as he leans closer to you.

Your nose brushed with his.

And then….

He flicks your forehead. Hard.

“What did you expect, huh?”

Good luck. You’ll need it.

Ushijima

DO. NOT. SAY. THIS. TO. HIM.

WhY WOULD YOU DO IT????

He looks VERY confused. This 189.5 cm (6'2") man stares down at you like you just read hieroglyphs out loud.

His brow is furrowed. Guy is CONCENTRATING, like, he’s trying to remember if this was something important you told him in the past,

But whatever, they sound like compliments (and you always say nice things to him) so he just takes it as it is.

“Thank you. You also look, uhh, submissive and breedable today.”

LMFAOOAOAODKAKS

Now you ARE the one who’s taken aback. You’re lucky tendou isn’t around, or else…

“Toshi, do you know what submissive and breedable mean?”

“…should i be aware? It sounds nice.”

Do you feel bad yet?

“Well.. uhh..”

You seem confused to him. Why’d you even use those words if you don’t know what it means?

But it does have a nice ring to it though. He repeats the word in his head, typing it through his phone,

“Tendou is probably knowledgeable about this, wait a minute-”

“WAIT-”

Too late, really. Too late.

DING!

The reply came! Wow! Eyes skimming through the text, his brow gradually rises before he stares at you in silence.

“Tendou stated that it means you think i look like someone who likes being controlled during sexual activities.”

You freeze.

He SAID ALL OF THAT WITH a STRAIGHT FACE. WHILE STARING AT YOU. THROUGH YOUR SOul.

You shrug, telling him (while panicking internally) that its just a joke you read on twitter this morning. You wish you can get away with this?

No.

Tsk tsk.

“Good to know that it is a joke. Assuming about things you don’t know is rarely a good thing.”

He said that casually, but you knew he was slightly intrigued and perturbed by it. You swear you can see the corners of his lips quirk up a little,

“Now that i recognize its meaning, i know for sure that i could also say the same for you. You do look submissive and breedable.”

Good luck. You’ll need it. (2)

𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐔𝐏 !

One vanilla bean frappacuino with additional sugar, strawberry purée and strawberry inclusions for ria !

୨୧— including: t. kuroo

୨୧— genre: fluff

@tetsusjaan For you my lovely hope you like it <33

ENJOY~ !

Kuroo had always been there for you throughout your childhood, and you had always been there for him. Whenever the other was upset or sad, you had both promised as kids that you both wouldn’t stop pestering the other until they confessed what was bothering them.

This little promise has prevented many arguments and hidden feelings between you two, but there was one other secret that was weighing on both of your minds. As you vented to kuroo, you never realized just how gentle his touch was on your skin.

How his voice and heartbeat calmed your thoughts and made your soul at ease. “Hey its ok, I’m not doing anything for the rest of the day so- you want me to stay?” Nodding you shuffled closer in his embrace, as thunder roared in the sky.

Quickly moving closer into his arms as you wrapped yours around his neck, burying your face in the crook of it. Your beating heart racing as you felt his hand rub your back in circles softly, “Still scared of thunder i see~”

“Oh shut up.” You mumbled, a slight blush tinting your cheeks. After a few seconds of silence you finally decided to confess, your heart couldn’t take seeing other girls make passes at him. Or his fangirls attempt to ask him out, you wanted him. And if this goes right you’ll end up hearing the three words you’ve wanted to hear for 5 years.

“Hey testu?” Humming in response you took in a breath before sitting up saying, “T-that wasn’t the only thing bothering me.” You say, your eyes avoiding his gaze. “Well,dont be afraid go ahead.” You gathered the courage to look him in the eyes before saying, “I’ve..liked you for a while now, at first it was just a harmless thought but now I well..cant really stop thinking about you.” You confess, a heavy blush on your cheeks.

A soft smile made its way onto tetsuro’s face, “You don’t know how long ive waited for you to say that.” He states, his hand cupping your cheek. Your eyes widened slightly as his hand pulled you gently closet to him, so much so you could feel his breath on your lips. “Can I?” You nodded, your heart almost about to leap out of your chest from feeling his soft lips against yours.

The kiss seemed to last forever, that was until he pulled back. “So, are we dating now?” You asked curiously, “Do you seriously think I’ll let anybody else try and take you now~?” He asked teasingly, before peppering kisses all over your neck. You erupted in giggles, your hands on his shoulders to try and push him off of you.

“Hey angel?” Blushing at the nickname you looked up at him, “I love you so much, and you don’t have to say it back but-“ “I love you too.” You confessed quickly, your arms going back around his neck. “God your so cute, yknow?” He teased once more, flashing you a slight smirk.

“Oh shut up, and give me a kiss.”

𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐂𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐎𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔: 𝐓𝐎𝐔𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐄𝐘𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐂𝐓— FT. HAIKYUU

✾˚featuring :: suna rintaro and kuroo tetsuro

✾˚summary :: having cute and slightly romantic touches w/haikyuu boys

✾˚ description + notes :: gn! reader, just cute touches, kind ooc suna? maybe idk, I've been meaning to make another post for a while now I'm so glad I finally did! I think I'm getting back into my normal posting schedule. Expect more frequent updates soon!

#—𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐎

thigh touching + multiple cases of slightly flirty eye contact

when you first met suna he was a very relaxed and chill person, who after time spent with him you found out he was low-key flirty and a silly person. So whenever your thighs would touch under the table, you never did move it away because mainly you liked the warmth and you liked messing with him. However seeing that cocky grin of his made you quickly withdraw.

There would also be times when you had a gut feeling that someone was looking at you, and everytime you would look up from your paper, you would be met with a flirtatious suna winking at you. Which you had to admit would make you believe he was actually into you, but then again in the back of your mind you knew with all the options he had in the grade—no in the whole school theres no way he would settle for someone like you. Then again you could swear you saw a glimmer in his eyes whenever he looked your way..must be a trick of light.

#—𝐓𝐄𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐎

fixing your glasses for you

Kuroo wasn't the hot playboy nerd to you, he was the smartass geek who just so happened to be in a hot body. So whenever you saw girls in your class get all worked up seeing the middle blocker do things for you, you couldn't help but just roll your eyes. Noticing this he grinned poking your cheek, "What is it shorty? Mad that i have so many aodring fans?" You flicked his arm as you sucked your teeth, "No, if anything I'm mad because all those girls want you for is your looks and not your personality at all. If im being honest you look average to me." You admitted, blankly.

"Really?"

"Mhm."

"So you don't find me attractive at all?"

"Not at all-" Your words fell deaf on your tounge as you then saw kuroo adjust your glasses for you, coming close to your face in the process to tuck a strand of hair behind your ear. His expression teasing, while yours just pure shock. You could smell the faint scent of his cologne and his natural scent, did he always smell this good? Your eyes flickered to his hesitantly before he said, "Still think so?"

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Hi stranger - Whatever this is! Kuroo

to fix a tie

characters: kuroo and gn! reader; post! timeskip

wc: 1.3k

warnings: none, this is just a slice of life fic that had been plaguing my mind for a few days

a/n: very fluffy, almost nauseatingly cute...also this isn’t proofread because I’m queuing this up at 2am. okay the way kuroo’s mouth moves in the gif is kinda funny to me

The early morning is quiet, save for your soft, steady breathing and Kuroo’s socked footsteps around the room. He’s trying his best to stay quiet, but in the midst of his rush he stubs his toe on one of the bedposts. He sucks in a breath in a poor attempt to not wake you up, and his brows scrunch together as he hops on one leg while he holds his injured foot in his hands. All of his hopping around stirs you awake.

You stretch as a yawn slips past your lips, your eyes struggling to stay open. Kuroo stops hopping after hearing you yawn and his eyes stare at you like a deer caught in headlights. You turn as sleep manages to reel you in, and Kuroo lets go of the breath he hadn’t realized he was holding. He smiles as he notices your eyes flutter close, his heart hammering in his chest because of how lucky he is to have this view every morning.

He walks over to your side of the bed, leaning down and nosing your cheek before pressing his lips to your forehead. Your arms instinctively wrap around his neck to pull him down but his hands land on either side of your body to keep himself steady above you. A low chuckle rumbles through his chest as he eyes you, a smile plastered on his face because my god he’s so in love with you. He’d reel the moon in just for you, if possible, give you the world if he could, all just to keep you happy.

He bumps his nose with yours and whispers your name, trying to pull you out of the sleepy state you’re in. “My love,” he drawls out in a low voice, effectively putting you to sleep instead of pulling you out of it. He pokes at your side and watches you flinch away from his hand, a slow smile spreading on your lips.

“What do you want?” You let out a small laugh as you squint so you can focus your gaze on his face hovering over you. Neither of you speak above a mere whisper, both afraid to break the comfortable silence enveloping you.

You feel his smile against your skin as he leans down to press a kiss to your exposed collar bone, your skin tingling when he speaks. “I have to go soon and you haven’t fixed my tie, love.”

You card your fingers through his styled hair, a giggle erupting from your chest at his groan of protest because he had just done his hair. You tilt his face up by his chin, pressing your lips to his forehead as you let out a soft-spoken sorry. “You have to move so I can get up then.”

A mischievous smirk pulls at the corner of his lips as he looks at you. “How can I move when you know how much I enjoy seeing you beneath me.”

You roll your eyes and throw a punch at his chest, which he manages to dodge as he pulls back to stand up. “Real smooth, Tetsu.”

He shrugs. “I thought so.”

You let out a snort and a mumbled dork as you swing your feet off the bed. Kuroo extends his hands out for you to grab onto, and you happily let him pull you off the bed. You shudder as your bare feet touch the wood floor, leaning into Kuroo’s body for warmth.

He wraps his arms around you, lifting you up so you’re kneeling on the bed instead. He places his hands on your hips, giving you a slight squeeze. “Sweetheart, my tie. I’m gonna be late.”

“Right, right.” You straighten your back as your hands rest on his chest. “But…give me a kiss first.”

It’s his turn to roll his eyes. “Just one kiss?” His lips ghost over yours, not quite giving you what you want.

You huff in frustration, a soft whine tumbling out. You lean forward to close the gap, but Kuroo leans back and gifts you a teasing smile. “Nu-uh, tie first.”

Taking your hands off his chest and raising them in mock surrender, you tilt your head as you wrap your hands around his tie, concentrating on the fabric rather than his smug smirk. You chew on your bottom lip as you fix his tie for him, your fingers brushing against the skin of his neck. At seeing the goosebumps litter his skin, a small smile of satisfaction tugs at the corners of your lips.

You pat his collar down, fix his hair, and lean back to admire your work. “There, you’re all set…wait.” You lean forward and furrow your eyebrows.

He looks at you, slight concern etched on his face. “What?” His eyebrows raise as he waits for you to continue.

You rub at a spot on his chest. “Tetsu, did you eat something while in your work shirt? ‘Cause it’s stained.”

“That’s weird, it shouldn’t be. It was clean when I put it on.” He looks down to try and see where you’re pointing, his lips pursed as he tries to find the stain. With his attention elsewhere, you lean forward to press your lips against his, your hands smoothing his shirt as they find perch on his shoulders.

“How sneaky,” he whispers against your lips, his hands landing on your hips as he pulls you impossibly close, only to pull away much too quick for your liking. “And as much as I’d like to continue kissing you,” he leans down for another brief kiss, “I have to get going, love.”

Untangling himself from you, he reaches over to pull his blazer on, which you fix as soon as he’s in your reach. You tug him close by his collar, landing another kiss on his lips. “I’ll miss you.”

He smiles as he wraps his arms around you, pressing kisses to your neck. “I’d expect no less from you.”

You scoff, this time you being the one to untangle yourself from his arms as you mutter jerk under your breath. You look at the time and get off the bed, poised to push him out the bedroom door.

Kuroo shakes his head. “Aren’t you gonna go back to sleep? You don’t have to be up for another hour or so.”

“Are you gonna tuck me in?”

“Only if you want me to.”

You dive under the covers in a rush, tucking yourself in because you’d rather spend the last few moments of the morning kissing him than anything else.

He laughs, a sound so awfully sweet it brings a smile to your face because wow his cackle is loud, and you wouldn’t have it any other way. “What’s left for me to do?”

“You’ve gotta give me a goodbye kiss, duh.”

“Right, duh.”

He leans down over your figure like he had earlier, and kisses your forehead, your nose, and hovers over your lips.

You groan and roll your eyes, wrapping your arms around his neck. “You know I really hate when you tease me like that,” you mutter before pulling him down to kiss him.

He stops himself from letting his weight fall on you with his hands, a chuckle melting into the kiss at your eagerness. Nevertheless, he returns the kiss with the same fervor. Holding himself up with one hand, the other tugs at a few strands of your hair to distract you. He laughs as he stands up, one of his hands reaching for yours, which you happily take.

“Now seriously, I gotta go.”

“I know. Be safe.” You give his hand a squeeze because you want him to return safe and sound.

“Always, love. So, I can come back home to you.”

You smile, a lazy little smile, as your eyes begin to droop. “Love you, Tetsu.”

Kuroo reciprocates your smile, albeit a bit brighter, as he leans down to press a kiss to your forehead. And without letting his lips leave your skin, he whispers a soft I love you- a declaration of love and a promise of his return to your waiting arms.  

to fix a tie

characters: kuroo and gn! reader; post! timeskip

wc: 1.3k

warnings: none, this is just a slice of life fic that had been plaguing my mind for a few days

a/n: very fluffy, almost nauseatingly cute…also this isn’t proofread because I’m queuing this up at 2am. okay the way kuroo’s mouth moves in the gif is kinda funny to me

The early morning is quiet, save for your soft, steady breathing and Kuroo’s socked footsteps around the room. He’s trying his best to stay quiet, but in the midst of his rush he stubs his toe on one of the bedposts. He sucks in a breath in a poor attempt to not wake you up, and his brows scrunch together as he hops on one leg while he holds his injured foot in his hands. All of his hopping around stirs you awake.

You stretch as a yawn slips past your lips, your eyes struggling to stay open. Kuroo stops hopping after hearing you yawn and his eyes stare at you like a deer caught in headlights. You turn as sleep manages to reel you in, and Kuroo lets go of the breath he hadn’t realized he was holding. He smiles as he notices your eyes flutter close, his heart hammering in his chest because of how lucky he is to have this view every morning.

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How to cure a broken heart

Synopsis: love might come in in various shapes. With Kuroo it came with a snowball.

Honorable mentions: tw cursing, it's 2.4k words, genre is fluff, hope you guys like it!!

Its a short lil fluffy Kuroo blurb since its snowing very heavy here and I kinda broke your hearts with that last angst lol

You never thought you were the type to partake in something so cliche, something as falling in love with your next-door neighbor. It was overused at this point, it wasn't even your favorite trope to read anymore, and you would've died laughing if someone told you you would meet the guy you fell in love with like this.

But overused as it is, it still came in as a surprise, and that was Kuroo Tetsurou for you, managing to make even the most monotonous thing surprising. 

It was the morning after a night of heavy snow, hearing the rustle of walking on fresh, unpressed snow beneath your feet making you bite back a smile. It had been a while since it snowed this much where you lived, so you didn't refuse when your mother offered you to take a walk. 

 I'm sure you'll feel better if you take a breath of fresh air, she told you, taking note of your foul mood.

She was right, it smells like winter, and the familiar smell didn't fail to make you take a breath of relief, as if you were suffocating the past few days. 

It had been a while since you even left your house, you realized, even before the quarantine started, you weren't the type to go out and socialize around the block. You usually met with your friends at a cafe around your school or an arcade or something, but it was rare for you to hang out in your neighborhood area, thus ended with you not knowing any of your neighbors. 

You had never intended to get to know them either, but it wasn't your choice to make anymore when you noticed a perfect sphere of snowball flying towards you, you dodged it the last second with reflexes you didn't even know you had (you didn't. it was pure luck). 

As you turned to where the snowball came from, your eyes locked on a smug, sneaky grin, obviously amused by the shocked expression on your face. It was a boy about your age, leaning proudly on a snowman that was almost as tall as him, his smile more noticeable even than his odd, inky black ruffle of hair or the piercing golden eyes that had something of a clever glint to them.

His grin felt infectious, and you could feel a smile tugging on the corners of your lips, and it was the smile that would never fail to make you smile back, except for that particular day.

It hadn't made you smile, nor had it disputed the mean frown on your lips as you quirked a brow at him, only making his grin spread wider on his lips. "Sorry," he muttered, not sounding the slightest bit apologetic, nor had he stopped smiling teasingly. "Didn't mean to throw it at you."

You took the apology with a soft nod, turning your back to him, and started walking, sighing when you felt a hand tap your arm gently.

"Hey, me again." He grinned, and you mustered a smile. "Hi." You answered back, pressing your lips together awkwardly. 

"I'm Kuroo Tetsurou," he informed you. "Your next door neighbor, I think."

"Y/N, L/N." You answered, "nice to meet you, Kuroo-san."

"Nice to meet you, too." He then tilted his head, eyes grazing on you for another while, and he looked like he wanted to talk even more even though the conversation was very obviously over. "That was pretty impressive, you know?" Another smile formed on his lips as he scratched the back of his neck and averted his eyes away from you, and you could feel butterflies fluttering in your stomach.

"Thanks. Your snowman is pretty impressive, too." It was. The guy was almost 2 meters, and it made no sense for the snowman to be as tall as him, too, but it still was pretty impressive.

Not expecting him to throw his head back and start laughing loudly at your comment, you couldn't help but watch him like you were witnessing some miracle. You couldn't look away as he bent forward, holding his stomach all the while his body shook. It was infectious, you realized, since you also found yourself chuckling not half a minute later.

He took a deep breath as his laughter died, still chuckling now and then, he turned to you. "It is impressive, isn't it? Had nothing better to do in quarantine, you know?" He shrugged, trying to look modest, but he beamed with pride. 

He weaved his hand through the raven locks of hair that fell on his face, making you wonder if they were as soft as they looked. You quickly discarded the idea.

"Well, I won't bother you any longer." He grinned, "but I'll see you around!"

You watched him as he turned his back to you, giving you just a second to admire how tall and broad he was before he flashed you one last smile and a wave.

~

You found yourself still smiling as you entered your house, tapping your feet on the wood to rustle off the snow off your shoes. 

"Wow, maybe I should take a walk, too." Your mother teased when she took note of your smile and relaxed posture. "Did you have fun?"

"I met our next-door neighbor today." You told her after nodding your head. "The poor boy, approaching you at your moodiest. I hope he's still in one piece." She teased, brows quirking when you laughed along instead of protesting.

"Have you met him already?"

"Yeah, we crossed paths once or twice, cute boy. I think he studied in Nekoma Highschool?" She shrugged when she couldn't remember clearly. "Still, it's nice to see he was able to make you smile."

He was nice, you had to admit. Maybe you would pay him a visit to apologize for your -slightly- rude behavior today? Nah, you'd rather wait till the next time you crossed paths, you decided. 

As you averted your eyes to the wall both the houses shared, you thought if you'd cross paths soon.

~

You did. The next day, if you wanted to be exact.

You were startled by the sounds coming from the bushes separating your garden from your neighbors, rasing from your chair, you gazed from the window to see what it was, only to see a head of messy black hair poking through the leaves.

It was impossible not to smile as you watched him lean towards something you couldn't quite see, reaching his hand to your garden and making kissing noises with a desperate expression on his face. "Mika," you heard him call out, "come here boy, that's not our garden."

It was a cat, you realized. (Either that, or he was a pervert.) Taking a breath of relief when you saw the furry tail of the animal, you thought it was time to show yourself (and tease him about it if you could)

"Kuroo-san?" You exited out to the garden, watching the boy as his eyes widened with shock, his body immediately pulling himself back, only to stay stuck between the branches of the bush. You stifled your laughter as he forcefully pulled his way out of it, cursing at the branches scratching him, his face flushing either because of the challenge he gave trying to free himself or of embarrassment.

"H-hi." He muttered as he finally regained his composure, tall enough to have a comfortable conversation with you over the bushes. (He could even lean in to kiss you over them without any problem, something you discovered sometime in the future)

"Are you okay?" You asked softly, still laughing as you watched him pull a small branch out of his hair.

"Yeah, I'm okay. More than okay, I was just- my cat ran into your garden, and I was trying to pull him back." He stammered as he noticed your chuckles. "Cat?" You repeated innocently.

"Yeah, my cat, he's right here- Mika?"

You couldn't hold your laughs back when you saw the baffled look on his handsome face when he noticed the cat wasn't there or anywhere to be seen.

"I swear he was right here!" He exclaimed, panicking. "I wasn't trying to peek in your garden, my cat- he- he-" He stopped his panicked explanation when he finally noticed how hard you were laughing. "You already knew, didn't you?"

"Yup, saw the whole thing." You answered between your occasional chuckles. "Wow, how mean!" He frowned, but you could tell he also found the situation amusing.

"You know, you didn't have to push through the bushes." You snickered. "you could just come in from the door like a normal person." A slight shade of red tinted his cheeks with your words, averting his eyes in embarrassment and scratching the back of his neck with a chuckle. "Yeah, that's probably a better idea." 

It had turned into a routine quickly after that. Kuroo would knock on your window, a grin plastered on his face and waving at you from the other side of the glass. 

At first, he always had some excuse, sometimes showing up with a plate of freshly baked cookies, telling you his grandma had cooked a little too much. "I'm sure you could smell them baking, and I didn't want you to miss out on the best cookies ever." He would beam. You didn't miss out on the smile that adorned his lips when you told him you could make coffee for the both of you and you could eat it together.

Talking with Kuroo was relaxing, at the very least. 

He was a good listener, and his presence enough was soothing. He could calm you when you felt stressed, oddly good at it, too, laughing when you told him that one day. "I have a friend like this." He had shrugged. "A childhood friend, we used to live pretty close, too. I got used to it after a while, I guess."

He would watch you with thoughtful eyes as you spoke as if you were saying the most important thing, even if you were telling him about your day.

Kuroo was also one of the funniest people you knew. He had so many stories from when he was the captain of his volleyball team in high school, the things he told you always making you have a stomach ache from laughing so hard. 

A friendship developing so quickly, it would usually end with you getting scared and pushing people who were getting so dear to you away from you, afraid of trusting them, even more than you did.

But not with him, you couldn't, wouldn't. Trusting Tetsurou didn't feel terrifying like it did with everyone else, instead, it felt good. It felt so safe, so cherishing to finally be able able to trust someone with everything you had, and you had never felt this protected and secure being so vulnerable with anyone. 

It was the next winter you showed up in his garden, picking up snow from the ground and working on it for a few minutes to make sure you had two perfect spheres you felt all warm inside despite the cold weather. 

Throwing the first snowball on his window, you grinned to yourself as you waited for the boy to come out, waiting for the chance to catch him off guard and hopefully manage to hit him square in the face. 

Your eyes narrowed when he didn't come out after a few minutes, grabbing more snow from the ground and throwing another snowball on the window. This one you had sent a bit harder, and he must've heard it if he was at home. 

When he didn't come out after that either, you frowned, standing up. Just then, you noticed a snowball flying towards you, dodging it the last second before turning that way with wide eyes. 

"No-" You managed to choke out before the grinning boy wrapped his arms around you, caging your body against his, and threw himself on the snow, pulling you with him to be buried in the snow together.

"Tetsu!" You whined, even though you were laughing so hard that you were gasping for air. "That wasn't fair!"

"And yours was?" He laughed, his body still over yours, making it hard to breathe for you. "Get off me, I can't breathe." You managed to choke out between your laughter, your eyes lingering on his smiling lips that were a few inches away from yours. 

"Because I'm so handsome?" He teased.

"No, because you're heavy." You answered, laughing even more when he faked a gasp. 

"So mean, always breaking your boyfriend's heart." He shook his head side to side, not moving an inch that would allow you to squirm out from under his body. 

"Come on," you whined, emphasizing the last word. "Lemme breathe!"

"Nope! You broke my heart, so painful that I can't breathe, either! It's only fair, chibi-chan." He grinned, making you roll your eyes. 

"Okay, okay." You sighed. "What do you want?" You already knew what he wanted since ever since he had crushed you beneath his, his eyes had never left your lips.

"Let me think. How can you cure a broken heart?"

He had his answer when you leaned forward, pressing your lips to his smiling, soft ones. 

screams- tumblr just deleted the ask after I wrote for it >:I

Also, chubby cheeked ppl out there? You're~ loved.

I hope you see this baby!

Honorable mentions: chubby cheeked reader x Kuroo, wc: 500, one curse word, one sentence that might be suggestive

Kuroo has a problem.

He admits to it, too- he's too smart not to be self-aware, but that doesn't mean he can stop.

It's just- he can't just see your cheeks and not squish them.

You're talking? Squish.

You're smiling? Squish.

You're sleeping? Soft squish.

You're mad? squish.

“I swear to god, Tetsu,” you swat his hand away from your face. “If you poke my cheek one more ti-”

poke

“Tetsu!” You shout, rolling your eyes when he grins. “I’m trying to watch a movie here.”

“And I’m watching it with you.” He answers you, his other hand sneaking up on your shoulder to- “don’t you dare.” You threaten him before he can touch your soft cheeks. A few minutes of glaring at each other, and Kuroo finally understands you’re serious this time.

“Okay, okay.” He mutters. “You win- just let me have one kiss, yeah?”

Your eyes narrow at how quickly he gave up- he never did, but wanting to believe your lovely boyfriend, you nod.

His lips touch your cheeks, you can feel his smile on your skin. He lingers there for a moment, his lips kissing their way to your lips, it’s torturous. Ever the teasing type, it takes so long until he finds your lips, they ghost over yours, and just when he-

squish.

~

“Oh, come on.” He whines, “I’m sorry.”

Now, Kuroo knew he might have pushed you a little, but not talking for two days straight was a little- overreacting?

“Baby, c’mon.” he pouts, hands pulling you to his chest by the waist. You try to push him off, but there has to be some perks of playing volleyball the majority of his life. “I promise I won’t do it again.”

“That’s a lie, and you know it.” You mutter under your breath, but he hears it, and a grin spreads on his face. “Well- yeah, it is. But you know, there is a way I’ll stop it.”

“Is there now?”

“Yup,” his voice sounds quieter now, and- is he blushing? Huh, you think, this makes it a little more interesting. “What is it, then?”

“I wanna... bite you.” Kuroo whispers.

Silence.

“You want to bite me.” You repeat his words, and Kuroo nods. “Bite me.” You say again, emphasizing the words, and his blush only grows redder.

“Bite you.”

More silence.

“Like, in the bedroom, or..?”

“No! I mean yes- if you want- but this is more like-” Kuroo groans, and you can’t help but enjoy it, it is a taste of his own medicine, after all. Maybe you can see why he’s so into fucking with people. “I just wanna... take a bite at your... cheek.”

Wow, you really wish Kenma was here, you both would never let Kuroo live this down.

“And then you’ll stop?”

“I promise.” He whispers.

“Well- um,” you ponder on the idea for a minute, knowing there is a chance he can bite, and keep squishing you. You sigh.

“Suit yourself, then.” You show him your cheek and he looks so genuinely excited- you sometimes think he’s four.

“Really? You’ll let me?!”

“Do it before I change-”

chomp.

02:32 AM - Kuroo Tetsuro “it’s funny seeing you here”

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02:32

“It’s funny seeing you here.”

a/n: omg hi!! thank you so much for the ask, it was lovely to write! I hope you like it 😼 im pretty sure I got the idea of an time stamp wrong so oops lmao

warnings: its suggestful,,, a lot. mentions of sex and a one night stand

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As hard as it was, you liked your job as a flight attendant, but it was moments like this that made you question if it was even worth it.

You sometimes really, really hated your job. 

Your day had started pretty well, too. First time in a good while, you had a night flight, which meant you didn't have to wake up at 4 in the morning to wear your cursed uniform and do your make-up and hair. No, you had instead slept till noon, eyes falling to the foreign view of your hotel room window, which had a good effect on raising your spirits, too. 

But what really caused you to wake up with the brightest satisfied smile that morning was the night before or rather the stranger you had spent the night with and the memories he had gifted you. 

Along with a heck ton of hickeys, you notice as you look at your mirror.

Your neck and chest adorned with soft bite marks and purplish bruises, something that never fails to make you furious, now only making you smile unconsciously. 

Maybe it was the neon lights of the club blinking that made him seem so handsome in your eyes, his cat-like gaze burning your skin, confusingly messy locks of raven hair almost begging for you to pull on them, and pull on them, you did.

Maybe it was the one too many glasses of drinks you had that made you feel dizzy whenever he kissed you so heatedly, that made you feel like he wasn't just fucking you but making love to you, made you gasp when his hands wandered over you, made you scream his name- 

You roll your lip between your teeth with a dreamy smile, butterflies fluttering in the pit of your stomach with the memories of him, the lopsided grin, and the playful glint in his eyes that gave you excited goosebumps even now.

He was the kind of guy you wish you had met in any other circumstance, one you knew you would find yourself falling hard for, his smile alone was enough to do the trick, but it was the conversations you had that had you know feeling a little down you would never meet him again.

It was rather unfortunate you would never see the man you had had the best sex of your life with ever again, and the smallest part of you did hope maybe you'd cross paths again, but this was a price you had chosen to pay, and you didn't regret it.

You liked this side of being a flight attendant. The unwritten rule of One-night stands stay as one-night stands. 

There was no way they couldn't; you couldn't meet them even if you wanted to since all your one-night stands were people you met in clubs you visited, knowing for sure you wouldn't even be in the country by the next morning.

Stress-free, satisfied life.

So your reaction was more than justified, you decided, when you saw the pair of golden eyes that hadn't left your mind since that morning right there, staring at you from the comfort of his seat, looking at you with an innocently surprised gaze. 

A burgundy sleep mask pushed up, pushing his raven locks away from his face, eyes heavy and slightly lidded from the late hour and the exhaustion of flying for hours, he looks positively handsome- even more so than you remember. 

Your gaze unconsciously falls on his lips when he smiles; you find yourself speaking before you can stop yourself. "You have to be fucking kidding me."

Your hands fly up to your agape mouth, eyes wide in mortification, though Kuroo doesn't know if it's from what you said or just seeing him, you look like you might jump from the emergency exit. 

"Oh, uh, hi." The man smiles awkwardly, hand going to his neck with nervousness, eyes wandering over your figure. "Funny seeing you here."

He looks adorable, you have to admit, brows tilted upwards, mouth slightly agape with a ghost of a smile, and widened eyes with surprise. 

"Oh my god," you groan as you stand still, holding mattresses and pillows in your hand, "you have to be kidding me."

"Uh, no?" Kuroo tries to find an answer to that reaction with an awkward laugh. 

"Holy shit," you curse, biting your lip, "what are you doing here?" You whisper-yell, minding of everyone else sleeping soundly but the two of you. You know you have no right to get mad, but he doesn't seem offended, instead slightly amused with a quirk of his brow and snarky glint in his gaze.

"Flying back home?" He tells you with a chuckle, leaning forward to whisper in your ear. "I had told you last night, remember? When you-"

"No!" you squeak suddenly, hands flying over to his mouth to stop him from saying whatever he was going to say. "When you asked me about my profession." He speaks from beneath your hand, lips moving under your touch and causing your face to heat up. "Get your head out of the gutter."

You pull your fingers away from his face, skin slightly bumpy from a day-old beard. 

"Oh my god, I'm very sorry, sir." You finally find your composure, reminding yourself where you are. "I'm very sorry for my behaviour, that was unacceptable, I'm sending another flight attendant right away, and if you would want to file a complaint-"

"No- no, no." Kuroo stops you from finishing your sentence. "No, I'm not going to file any complaints, don't- don't worry about it." He laughs at your panic-stricken face. "I'm very sorry for the inconvinience, sir." You mutter under your breath, setting to work what you came to do here for. "I'll finish right away and I promise you won't have to see me ever again."

You miss the frown that settles on his lips when you tell him that, tired gaze falling on his hands. "If that's what you want." Kuroo shrugs as an answer, and it's only then when you raise your gaze to his and see the slight hurt.

"N-no!" You blurt out involuntarily,  hands flying to your mouth a second too late. "I- I meant- for you," you try to set it right as a grin starts spreading across his face, "if you don't want to see me."

For a few seconds, Kuroo stays silent at that, leaving you alone with the loud thundering of your heart in your chest. 

"You know," he finally tells you, his grin still evident on his face. "I'm a little afraid of flying."

He looks at you as if that means a big grand gesture, laughing when you raise your brows questioningly. 

"Wouldn't you keep me a little company?"

Even then it takes you a few seconds to process what he means, but when you do, you can't help the airy chuckle that passes your lips. "We've been in the air for four hours, sir."

"And? Can't a man be afraid of flying after four hours? I'm so scared, look at my hands trembling!" He fakes a panicked expression as you only laugh more, "I need someone to talk to me and get me through the flight."

"Very well, then," you smile at the man, "I guess I'll have to keep you company, sir."

Under the Christmas lights

Kuroo Tetsuro x reader

a/n: Omg Merry Christmas!! Or happy holidays! Whatever works for you!

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Warnings: fluff, angst?

He was sure. He was 100% sure. It had to be today. It was Christmas today. Your absolute favorite holiday. You loved to go out at night during the holiday season to look at the light displays in the park or making gingerbread houses or decoration the tree or going ice skating. You loved every single little thing about the holiday from giving gift to Christmas movies. That is reason it had to be today. The morning was spent cuddling in bed, your head on his chest as he caressed your hair. The afternoon was left spent opening presets and baking cookies. You were completely engrossed in whatever holiday tasks you were doing, but Kuroo’s mind was searching the the right moment to get on one knee and propose. The wait was weighting him down as he watched you dance around the kitchen island or talking to Kenma.

The day was almost over and Kuroo that time was running out. Every minute that past brought you more joy, but him only more worry. Worry about if he will get a chance to propose. You on the other hand, were worried as well. You knew that if you didn’t at least pretend to be happy, Kuroo would worry for you. You had been with Kuroo for so many year, but he was yet to make it obvious that he wanted a forever with you. Sure he a,ways took good care of you, but if he was unwilling to commit, you didn’t want to waste your time. Even if you loved him more than there were stars in the sky. You had felt like this for many weeks now, but you had to chive him a chance right? It was almost night, and you wanted to go see the lights by the park. It was better than sitting at home in Kuroo’s embrace while questioning if you would even be able to do something as simple as hold him in 1 year or even 5 years.

You had on several layers to help fight off the cold, but somehow the cold still bit at your body. Kuroo noticed the shivers that raked throug your body and wrapped his arms around you to help keep you warm. His scent of pine filled your nostrils as his arms held you close to his chest. The night was clear enough to see the full moon hanging above and the Christmas lights were vibrantly shining. The park was surprisingly full for the bone-chilling cold night. Families with young children walking around the park, admiring the beautiful light displays and young couples who were spending their first Christmas together. There was laughter and conversations surrounding the two to you. You let Kuroo’s body heat engulf you in a pool of warmth and he kissed the top of your head tenderly.

You and Kuroo had walked around the park many times, admiring the displays in awe regardless of the number of time you have seen each Christmas decoration. You had spent at least an hour there, both your toes and fingers were numb with cold, your face and nose were flushed red. You were enjoying the warmth provided to you by your boyfriend whose ignorance blinded him from your worries, but you were equally of oblivious. Kuroo had led you to the center of the park, where the most stunning Christmas stood with small gathered groups of people all around, taking pictures and admiring it’s beauty. Kuroo suddenly released you from his embrace, leaving you missing his warmth. Guiding you by the hand, he lead you to an open area in front of the large Christmas tree. As confusion hit you, your boyfriend held the small, red, velvet box in his pocket. He knew he had to do it now, in front of the sparkling Christmas tree.

“Kuroo what are you doing?”, you ask as you stared into his hazel cat-like eyes.

“Y/n, you are the literal light of my life. Without you I have no idea where I would be today. You have helped me through so much and I can’t even begin to explain how much you mean to me.”, he began, emotion filled every word he spoke and tears began to gather in your eyes. “I know that today is Christmas and I know how much you enjoy this holiday, so my promise to you if to make everyday Christmas for you, if you would let me. So Y/n l/n, please let me keep my promise to you and will you please marry me?”, he finished. He was on one knees, with the small velve red box open, presenting a magnificent ring. It had a large oval diamond in the middle and two smaller stones surrounding it with a silver band. Tears raced down your cheeks as you nodded furiously, too shocked for words. See your nod, Kuroo stood up and placed the ring on your finger before embracing you in a nice long hug. You nuzzled your face into the crook of his neck as his large hands held you close and his dark unruly hair tickling your neck. And just like that, you fell in love with the the Christmas holiday and your now fiancé all over again.

Haikyuu boys when you ate a bad candy.

˗ˏˋ🍨ˎˊ˗ ˗ˋ 🍧 ˊ˗ ↷🍨

Will give you a tissue so you can throw the candy out on it. And later will buy you something sweet so you feel better!

- Gamaguchi, Goshiki, Lev, Suga, Sakusa and akaashi

≛ ، . ‹ ִֶָ . ָ࣪ ‹ ャ ִֶָ

He will kiss you and take the candy from your mouth and give you a smile while you're a blushing mess.

- Oikawa, Atsumu, Osamu, Kuroo, Yuji and kita

≛ ، . ‹ ִֶָ . ָ࣪ ‹ ャ ִֶָ

Will say it's your fault for choosing that candy but in end will give you his one and secretly smile at how happy you looks while eating it.

- Kageyama, Tendou, Tsukishima, Kenma and suna

≛ ، . ‹ ִֶָ . ָ࣪ ‹ ャ ִֶָ

Will complain with you since he got a bad taste one too and then go to a store to buy a lot of ice cream with you.

- Hinata, Bokuto, Takana and Nishinoyo

[Buy me ko fi please?

•¥HOW THE HAIKYUU BOYS FINGER YOU¥•

NSFW

FEATURING: IWAIZUMI HAJIME, BOKUTO KOUTAROU, MIYA ATSUMU, TENDOU SATORI, KUROO TETSUROU

this is my first actual post on this site so please be kind to me <3

IWAIZUMI HAJIME -

Hajime had come back from practice today a little more angry than usual. And from the way his eyebrows knot together and he muttered under his breath about how he ‘fucking hated athletes’, you could tell you were in for a long night.

You had greeted him at the door, arms out wide ready to pull him into a hug when he first opened it. However, he thought otherwise. He placed his shoes neatly on the shoe rack, and dropped his bag and coat in a pile on the floor by the door. He then bent down slightly and picked you up, slinging you over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes- as if you weighed nothing- and b-lined straight for the bedroom. He kicked the door open with his foot, and, without closing it behind him, threw you down on to the big, double sized bed.

This was all an hour ago. Now, he had your legs pressed to your chest with his left arm, the both of you stark naked, and, with his other arm, was quickly and seamlessly thrusting his middle and ring fingers in and out of your messy, spasming cunt, working you towards your third orgasm of the night.

You panted and whined, unable to get your mind to conjure any kind of coherent sentence, your mind having gone to mush, while you pawed and scratched at Hajime’s bicep.

“Quit with your whining, baby.” He said in a deep, gruff voice. His tone made your body shift, and he bore his eyes into your own as his brows furrowed. He took his fingers from inside yo, making you whine at the loss, and roughly manhandled you back into your original position, quickly putting his fingers back between your thighs.

Your mouth hung open and your tongue lolled out at the pace he set once again, and he leant down to you, capturing it in between his teeth, and using it as a method to keep your eyes on him instead of having them roll back into your skull.

He felt you start the squeeze him fingers again, and he sped them up, curling them inside you just right, and slamming his knuckles against the apex of your thigh. You brought your fists to the nape of his neck and tugged on his hair a little, pulling his face down to your collarbone, where he placed a sloppy kiss to your jaw, sucking a bruise to your skin.

“Come on sweet girl. Cum for me. Do it now or I’ll make sure you cum again tonight.”

Your eyebrows upturned and you squeezed your eyes shut, throwing your head back and letting out a cry, as you let the coil sat at the bottom of your stomach snap. He watched you intently, smiling down at you and dropping his head to place a kiss on the corner of your mouth as he muttered something about how good your were for him.

“Good girl. Such a good, fucking girl.”

BOKUTO KOUTAROU-

Bo sat with his back to the headboard of your shared bed, your back pressed firmly against his chest, as he held onto you with an iron grip. His left arm wrapped around your front, passing over your shoulder to make sure you couldn’t squirm away, while his right arm planted itself comfortably under your own, snaking its way down so he could keep his hand glued to your core.

He sat with his legs akimbo and hooked around your anckles, which, in turn, held yours wide open, leaving you vulnerable to the world. Your hands held onto him, head tucked under his chin, as he furiously swiped his fingers back and forth at your clit, making you writhe with pleasure. Your toes curled painfully and you let out a whimper as he turned his head to place a kiss on your temple, stiffening his body to stop you from trying to curl in on yourself.

He had a little smile on his face - one that completely contradicted his actions- that looked innocent, like he wasn’t playing in your arousal like it was his life’s purpose. He slowed his fingers to a stop, and you whined at the loss of friction.

“Just a sec, baby.” He whispered in your ear.

His left hand came up to place itself on your head so he could turn you towards him for a kiss. He hummed, gently stroking your hair back, while his other hand occupied itself by burying two fingers inside your cunt. Your eyebrows knotted together and and your hands tightened oh him, as you let out a high mewl at the sensation.

You pulled away from the kiss as his arm went back to the way it was before. He whispered sweet nothings in your ear as you tucked your head into his neck. Your legs convulsed as his fingers rammed into you, causing you to whimper and moan and for your back to arch away from him -as much as his hold would slow you anyway- which only caused him to lean forward and tighten his grip on you.

Soon enough, the band in your stomach threatened to snap as you patted at his chin, getting his attention, and your legs tried to snap shut.

“K-kou, I’m gonna- fuck!”

He kissed up your neck, biting down here and there and leaving bruises in his wake.

“I know baby, let go for me?”

And who are you to deny him? He sat up straighter, leaving room for the inevitable arch that would become of your spine, watching as you shake while you ride out your high. He watched in awe, as you slumped down onto him, still quivering. He pulled his fingers out of you, patting your clit a few times to get a reaction out of you, before bringing them to his mouth and sucking on them.

“You did so well babe, I’m so proud of you. I love you.” He told you, as he kissed your neck, pulling you into his chest. “I’ll let you rest baby, I want another one out of you, okay?”

MIYA ATSUMU -

“Usual?” Osamu asked as you and your boyfriend entered Onigiri Miya. You smiled and nodded, letting out a quiet ‘yes, please.’ as Osamu led you and Atsumu over to a booth. The two of you sat as he offered you a smile and skuttled off to the counter.

You picked up your phone, responding to your friends group chat messages as Atsumu placed his head on your shoulder, letting out a deep sigh, trying to get your attention on him. You put your head on top of his and brought your hand up to stroke his cheek before quickly bringing it back down to your phone. You gasped and muttered under your breath about whatever news your friends had roped you into talking about, and Atsumu thought your reactions were the cutest thing ever.

If anyone passed by and took even the shortest of glances, they could see the hearts in his eyes, and the way he hung on to your every little word.

However, that being said, he had been very busy lately, practising, bothering Osamu, helping Sakusa clean, along with Hinita and Bokuto (only to be yelled at by Omi because they weren’t doing it right) ,etc. You had also been busy, with work, and friends and such, so Atsumu was feeling a bit needy, today being the first day in a while that the both of you had free.

He snaked one of his arms around your shoulders and pulled you into his chest, still pining for your attention, and his other hand attempting to swat you phone out of your hands. You huffed and ignored him for the most part, assuming he was being childish, until he actually hit the device out of your grasp.

“Stop, ‘Tsum, I have to reply to these messages.” You said, not looking at him as you picked it back up.

He looked at you with narrowed eyes, and he had an offended look adorning his face. Then, it was right at that moment that an idea seemed to pop into his head. His mouth went from open wide in offence, to a sly, and sultry smirk.

He kissed up your face, stopping at your temple, and, keeping his lips planted there -still in that his awful smirk that you wanted to slap off of his face- he trailed his hand that was originally slapping at your phone, down your body, and stopped at your core.

He unbuttoned your jeans and pulled your shirt down a little, wriggling his hand into the material. You dropped your phone on the table in a wave of irritation and sent Atsumu a warning look.

“What are you doing?” You asked him in a hushed voice, making sure not to alert any of the customers, or, more importantly, Osamu, of what your boyfriend was doing. He simply smiled, using his pointer finger to move aside your panties, sliding his middle finger into your cunt. You quickly sucked in a breath and turned back to your phone, hoping to emerge yourself back into the conversation so you could keep a hold of your sanity. He took your silence as a challenge, and -without any kind of warning- thrust his ring finger inside you as well.

He started moving them slowly, trying to get a ride out of your. With the hand that was still wrapped firmly around your shoulders, he gripped the back of your head, turning it so he could capture your lips in a heated kiss. The heel of his palm grazed over your clit, making your breath hitch, and allowing him to stick his tongue down your throat.

“Really? In front of my food and my customers?” You and Atsumu broke away from each other, a flush on both of your faces, and from what you could see, you assumed that Osamu had only seen the two of you kissing, and not taken any notice of Atsumu’s arm crossing over your body.

“Shut yer trap, ‘Samu.” Atsumu snapped back and his eyes widened at the sight of the food his brother had just placed in front of you. His fingers stopped moving, and you could practically see the drool falling from his lips as he stared at the food.

“You shut yer instead and eat you damn food. Which, by the way, ya ain’t gettin’ for free.” Osamu retorted back as you shakily picked up your chopsticks.

“T- thank you, ‘Samu. It looks great.” You said, breaking up the sure-to-be argument. Osamu smiled down at you, letting out a loud ‘Yer welcome Y/N’ and hurried off to tend to the kitchen.

“We almost got caught, baby. Ya liked the idea of gettin’ caught though, didn’t ya? Dirty girl.” Atsumu said, in a low, taunting voice, right into your ear. Your eyebrows furrowed and the flush soreaf further across your face as you clenched around his fingers. He started moving them again, as he started talking.

“Once we’re finished here, we’re going to see Koutarou, remember. I want to see if he, or Shouyo, or even Omi-kun, are able to tell that my fingers are fucking your cute little cunt.”

TENDOU SATORI -

When he had invited you around to his dorm the night before the big match, you had assumed that it would be innocent. He had asked if you wanted to watch a movie, and then cuddle while drifting off into a deep slumber in preparation for all the energy he would need the next day.

“I heard Karasuno are getting pretty strong. They managed to defeat Seijoh even with Oikawa. That ain’t an easy thing to do. Are you sad you don’t get to play Oikawa?” You had asked Tendou as you shut his bedroom door and set your bag down on his desk.

“Yeah, Ushiwaka said he met two of ‘em a few weeks ago I think. Said they were pretty irritating. And yeah, I’m kinda bummed I don’t get to play Oikawa, he’s almost as powerful as Wakatoshi, you know, especially with those serves of his.” Tendou told you, slipping his hoodie off and smiling up at you.

You placed your hands on his cheeks and leaned down to peck his lips, and, as if a switch flipped in his brain, he impulsively decided that now was his time to strike. He quickly wrapped his arms around your hips and switched places with you so quick you couldn’t register what was happening until your back hits his sheets. Eyes wide, you looked up at him with a blush quickly spreading around your cheeks.

“I thought you said you wanted to relax today.” You muttered quickly.

His lips stretched into a small smile and he leant down to kiss the corner of your mouth. “Don’t you think the best way to relax is with your partener? Besides, I only ever actually said watch a movie.” You gasped as he nipped at your cheek. “Nothing about relaxing, baby.” He whispered in your ear.

With that, you took your hands, still grasping at his cheeks, and slid them a little, cupping the back of his neck and pulling him down to your lips. He groaned into your mouth, and unbuckled his belt, shimmying down his jeans, only for you to notice that he wasn’t wearing any underwear. You keened at that, panting slightly as he took his cock in his fist and tugged on it a few times.

He stood to his feet and pulled the material off of his legs, his legs, and threw them to the floor, grabbing you by the anckles to bring you closer to him, and pulled off your leggings and panties in one fail swoop, and dropping them with his own bottoms. He took ahold of your anckles again, and, with a shit eating grin that scared you a little, pushed your legs down into the mating press. You felt the stretch in your thighs and whimpered at the slight pain, knowing that they would no doubt cramp up when he let you go.

He crawled up your body slightly, and perched his ass on your stomach. His fists fall from your legs, letting your feet rest against his shoulders as one of his hands grips your jaw and the other, his cock. The appendage on your face plies your mouth open, and he leans down to you. You look at him with a questioning stare when he doesn’t do anything, only for his fingers to pull your mouth open wide, lower his head, and let a glob of spit pass by his lips and yours, retracting his fingers from your mouth and pushing it shut.

“Swallow, baby.” He smiled when you did as he said, letting go of you and leaning back up straight. He took your hand and placed it on your cock, started the motion of you jerking him off, then took that hand and placed it on your neck, squeezing ever so slightly. He took his other hand behind him, and felt up and down your slit, thoroughly coating you and his hand in your slick.

He immediately eased two of his fingers inside inside of you and your eyebrows furrowed and your fist halted, only for a moment however, because he squeezed your throat a little harder than before, and shook you slightly.

“Baby, don’t make me remind you again. This is your only warning. If you stop this,” he said, glancing his eyes down to where your hand was connected to his cock, “then I’ll either stop this,” this time, he furiously jerked his fingers inside you, shaking your ass, “or I’ll edge you so fucking much you’ll be crying and the only fucking word you’ll know will be my name. I haven’t decided yet. Okay?”

You started jerking your hand again and he let out a pleased him, easing the pressure on your throat and started vigorously fucking his fingers into your pussy.

“Baby what do you say? I asked you a question, didn’t I? I said okay, now it’s your turn.” He said condescendingly.

“Okay, yes. I understand what you’re saying.” You whimpered out.

“Okay, yessss… who?” He dragged out.

“Okay, yes Satori.”

KUROO TETSUROU -

Red and gold hues snuck their way past the crack in your bedroom curtains as the sun was starting to rise, and, it was at this time that Kuroo thought you were the prettiest, peacefully sleeping next to him with the early morning sun projecting itself onto your face. He cast his eyes up slightly to see what time it was, and groaned when he read that it was only just 7am.

He had no idea why his internal body clock hated him, forcing him to wake early on one of the only days he was able to sleep in with you, but with a flick of his eyes downwards, he thought it wasn’t too bad if he woke early, thanking his lucky stars that you were there with him, and that he got to look at you in your most vulnerable state. His lips stretched into a small smile and his face flushed slightly, and he lout out a tired moan, before curling his body over your back, intertwining your hands and dozing back off to sleep.

He was awoken again a couple of hours later, to your body shuffling in his grasp, trying to stretch the fatigue from your bones. You went to get up, not awake enough to realise that lover had been woken by your antics, only to let out a screech when his arms encircled your waist and he rolled over, bringing you with him. There was a smirk on his face when you turned your head around and blew the hair from your eyes. He let out a chuckle, deep and gruff, and you huffed, letting your head flop down on your arm.

“Morning baby.” He muttered into your neck, making you shudder when you felt his breath flutter across your skin.

“Good morning, Tetsu. Let me up.” You replied, and he shook his head.

“No can do darling. I didn’t hear a please. Plus, I was cuddling with you, and you went and woke me up. How dare you.” You could sense the playful lilt in his voice and you could feel his smile pressed up against the side of your neck. You struggled to pry his hands off of your waist, ultimately giving up and letting him wander his hands over your body, stopping at your ass so he could grab a handful of it.

“Isnt Kenma wanting to do a stream with you at noon today? Baby, it’s 10:30 already, you need to get ready.” You told him as one of his hands picked and pulled at the bottom of your sleep shorts.

“Kenma and his lackey’s can wait, you, baby, are more important.” He replied, pressing a kiss under you ear as his hand started to tug your shorts down. You grasped at his writes and smiled back at him, telling him your next point to the conversation.

“They are not his ‘lackeys’, they are his fans. He’d probably kill you if he heard you call them that. Plus, Kenma’s your best friend, you can’t make him wait for you.” Sighing, he pulled the fabric down your legs and off your body, flinging them across the room and immediately latching his hand to your core.

“Babe, it’s because he’s my best friend, that I can make him wait.” He told you, cupping your cunt, then, sucking a bruise into your jaw, he eased a finger into you, and then a second, and started thrusting them.

“That- that is beside the -ah- point. Tetsurou, you are going to -fuck- hang out with your best friend, and you are going to entertain people.” You tried to keep you voice steady to get your point across, but from the pace that he had set from the get-go, it was proving to be a little difficult.

“Am I not entertaining you right now?” He asked, holding you close with his unoccupied hand.

“Yes, bu-t that’s not the point.” Chuckling, he thrust his fingers a little more rougher, and you let out a gasp.

“Oh really? So what’s the point then?” At this point, you were sure he was only keeping to conversation going so that he could torture you. Even if he had just woken up, he’s always up for teasing you, apparently.

“I don’t fuck-ing know.” You replied meekly. He started gently grinding his hips on your ass as his fingers ravished your cunt. He felt you squeeze on him and he bit yet another mark that you would have to hide for work, and he felt pride swell in his chest at the sight of them. You gripped onto his forearms as you toppled vicariously on the edge of your orgasm. And, with a few, short, viscous thrusts of his fingers, you let out a whine and what could only be described as a pornographic moan.

Your body started convulsing and he pulled his fingers out of you, bringing them up infront of your face as you struggled to catch your breath, and patted his fingers, watching all of your slick and arousal run down his hand. You didn’t realise what he had done until he was grabbing at your hair to direct your attention to his face, and he sucked on the appendages that were just inside of you.

Your eyes widened, and you quickly placed your hand over your own mouth, too embarrassed by his actions to think about doing anything else. He turned to you, smiled, and winked.

“I’m gonna text Kenma and see if you can join us today.”

OMGGG I FOUND IT!!! HAHAHAHAHHAHAH

If you want to read it go to @mddyls on wattpad and choose the Haikyuu Imagines book. It’s the towards the end of the book (kuroo x reader)

She’s such a good writer and all her story’s are soooo good. Go check her stories out!!!

Helooo, I really need help finding this certain fanfic.

Pretty much Yn has a daughter with kuroo but then kuroo abandones them. Yn and daughter live in a small room apartment and are very poor. Kuroo finds out their living situation and asks them to move in with him. Reader thinks that her daughter doesn’t love her and only wants her for her money. The end scene is yn playing with someone elses daughter while she ignores her own daughter crying. She then says sorry to her daughter and kuroo asks for a second chance.

I don’t know whether I read this on wattpad or tumblr but please help me! :((