Why Is He Not Real? - Tumblr Posts
Bones ... My vampire boyfriend :)
can't take my eyes off you
pairing. kuroo tetsurou x gn!reader
genre. fluff
wc. 1236........
warnings. HIGHLY self indulgent as usual, basically self ship coded but hopefully still entertaining and relatable, reader has confidence/self worth issues, sappy af, almost certainly has grammar mistakes
a/n. based on me hating being photographed irl. also why is writing so fun but so scary. TENSES ARE SO HARD
“tetsurou. if you take one more goddamn picture of me, i swear i’ll—"
the sound of his phone camera capturing a picture cuts you off mid sentence, followed immediately by your huff of frustration.
"you'll what, hmm? you don't scare me."
he flashed you a big cheesy grin, all the while still pointing the camera at you. you scowl at him, ready to risk it all and attempt a lunge at his phone in order to stop this madness.
you hated having your picture taken and he knew it, but for some reason he chose to ignore that fact, as if possessed by the need to piss you off. he could be really good at that when he wanted to be.
as soon as you initiated your plan of attack, your hand getting tantalizingly close to the offending device, he pulled it just out of reach. hopelessly, you flopped back onto the bed, groaning in frustration.
“why do you hate me."
“now now. would my camera roll be full of someone i hate?"
“if you were planning to kill me, yea. besides, i dont think having hideous pictures of me is exactly helping your argument.”
he just rolled his eyes in response.
you heard the shutter sound once more while your defenses were down. the last straw.
before he had time to react, you grabbed the nearest blanket and covered your head with it, holding on tightly so that he couldn't expose you to humiliation all over again. you probably had a better chance of ruining his plans by hiding than by trying to overpower him anyway.
“hey! get back here!"
his attempts to uncover you were met with shrieks of protest and a tightened clutch on the blanket. not to mention a few wild jabs of your limbs into the air, which if he hadn't so skillfully dodged, might have hurt just a little.
“fine. time for me to look through these and admire the fruits of my labor."
you cringed at the thought of how the pictures looked. how you looked. most of them were probably blurry anyways because of the thrashing that you were doing to escape the lense, thank god.
maybe you could persuade him to get rid of them. maybe you could sneak into his phone later and delete them yourself. maybe—
“you're beautiful, you know."
all thoughts of treachery came to a screeching halt. after sitting there with your mouth open in shock for a good few seconds, you shook your head, moving the blanket with it.
“nuh uh."
“yuh huh."
“nope."
“without doubt."
his tone of finality made you want to scream your throat sore, but instead you lay there quietly, silently disagreeing with him again.
it was relatively quiet for far too long after that, with quiet cackles drifting over from the other side of the bed being the only sound you could hear from underneath your shield. presumably brought on by pictures that were extra stupid. not to mention revolting.
your thoughts were spiralling right along with your mood now, eyes almost welling up with tears, but you stubbornly pushed them back. it seemed ridiculous to get this worked up over something that wasn't necessarily that serious. kuroo was just trying to be playful and you knew that. it was hard not to feel this way, though, especially when it came to something that was such a big insecurity.
he sighed loudly, snapping you out of your head momentarily.
“can you please come out from under there? i swear the camera's not open. i put the phone down and everything.”
“liar."
“am not! i just wanna see your pretty face with my own eyes now."
you grumbled a weak protest before relenting.
“fine. but i swear if you—"
“would you just hurry up already."
“oh my god, alright."
you slowly pulled the blanket from your face, and you could see that he was telling the truth. for now at least. he was lying there right next to you, already staring, as if straight into your soul. god, you wanted to shrivel up and disappear immediately.
“it's rude to stare, you know."
“don’t care."
you felt so awkward and exposed, and the only thought in your mind now was getting out of this conversation.
you started to try and untangle yourself from the blankets and get up out of the bed, only to feel your own arm being pulled out from under you. falling back next to kuroo, you covered your face and made a noise of frustration.
the first thing you saw after pulling your hands from your face again were those amber eyes still fixed on you, a slight grin on that smackable face.
“ummmm, hello? can I leave?"
he shrugged.
“you can do whatever you want."
you tried to sit up and leave again, only to be pulled right back down next to him a second time.
“i- what's happening right now?”
“good question. i changed my mind, you don't get to leave anymore.”
you masked your face with a deadpan expression, only because you were desperately trying to avoid giving him the satisfaction of seeing you crack a smile.
“are you serious right now?"
“as the plague."
at that, you couldn't help but snort.
“and why is it that you're trapping me here?"
“i decided that you have to lie here and listen to me tell you why you're amazing."
“yea, sure, whatever you say."
“i really can make you a list if you want. although i think it would take less time to make a list of reasons why i don't like you."
“i pick that one."
“ha! nice try. hmm, now let's see... you're endlessly stubborn. quiet and standoffish with most people.”
you raised an eyebrow. maybe this wouldn't be so difficult after all.
“though still kind to everyone who deserves it. alluring. determined. passionate even when it's hard. you care so much that it's scary sometimes. ”
you avoided eye contact. okay. at this point you were starting to feel far too exposed again.
"you try way too hard to keep people at arm's length, but if they're lucky enough to be loved by you, they're taken care of whenever, wherever. you're smart, even if you don't think it's true. stunning as well as irresistible.”
when he said that, he caressed your cheek while you basically became one with the mattress.
“and so independent that it feels like you don't need me around sometimes. but also soft and gentle and giving.”
his voice had dropped almost to a whisper when he spoke those last words. at this point, your face was nearly burning off. you were almost sure that he could feel the heat radiating from you.
“okay, okay—"
“and, oh yea, did i mention beautiful? enough to be my wallpaper."
he picked up his phone and flashed it at you, a slightly blurry picture from not twenty minutes before illuminating the screen. you could tell he was proud of himself from the smug grin stretched across his face.
“you're an ass."
“come onnnnn, you love me, admit it.“
right then, your chest swelled with affection for him, so much that it felt like you could suffocate. still, you paused just long enough for him to start acting offended, before smiling softly and speaking quietly.
“yea, i really do. thank you, tetsurou.”
thank you for reading! <3 — txmxkis
“mami, mirando esa carita me va relajar mucho más” Oh my
“miguelll stop moving!” you whine annoyingly as you attempt to pluck miguel’s eyebrows, his flinches making you anxious, feeling like you’re about to accidentally rip his skin off. “im trying mi amor, feels like you’re trying to kill me with that thing” he jokes, furrowing his eyebrows slightly from the stinging.
your straddling him as he’s laid down, hovering over him as you carefully clean up his eyebrows. miguel thinks its cute how serious and concentrated you look, a smile creeping up on his face.
he admires you as you do them, making it extremely obvious as you try to ignore his eyes on you, but he simply doesn’t stop.
“you’re making me nervous miggyyy” you giggle softly, getting shy from how intense his gaze is. “what do you mean baby, i can’t even look at my beautiful girl no more?” he chuckles, stroking your hips. “mm you can, but not now. ‘m trying to focus” you sass, “close your eyes instead, it’ll help you relax better ‘nd you wont feel the pain as much”
“mami, mirando esa carita me va relajar mucho más” he smiles cheesily, looking at you. you roll your eyes with a grin, “you’re sooo annoying” he chuckles, biting his lip. “y tú eres preciosa bebé”
you groan irritatedly with a shy smile, continuing with the tweezers. you brush his eyebrows once in a while with a spoolie, making sure they’re looking good.
“you have beautiful eyebrows baby” you murmur, “can’t believe your finally letting me do them”.
he chuckles softly, “hopefully they don’t look weird after, you know i’ve never dared to touch them”. you giggle, “i’ll do you right baby, don’t worry”
“oh i know, i mean look at yours. dios mío” he whistles with a smirk. you laugh, getting flustered from his praise. “i try” you say amusingly with a grin.
you precisely pick the hairs surrounding his thick precious brows, trying your best not to thin them out but rather polish them up. his face manages to stay relaxed beneath you, blinking as you continue your magic.
his crimson eyes follow your natural features; memorizing every curve, line, and mark on your beautiful face, taking advantage of the intimate moment. your eyes catch his once again, meeting his tender gaze. beaming with an affectionate smile, you plant a kiss on his cheek, watching his face illuminate from your soft lips on his skin.
he gazes up at you lovingly with a twinkle in his eye, how could he be so lucky.
