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by the time you wake up, kuroo isn’t in bed anymore.

and that’s fine — you’re usually used to this anyways — but today, today is a sunday, and that means it’s actually one of the few times a week the two of you can waste the day away by staying in bed.

so when you roll over this morning, trying to embrace your husband and waking up to the fact that he isn’t there … now that makes you annoyed.

it's barely ten am, but the whirring of the washing machine is what gets you out of bed, your footsteps trudging as you keep a pillow closely tight against your chest.

"you’re doing laundry?" your voice comes out as a groan as you enter the kitchen, the washing machine a few steps beside the sink clearly having a reason to be so loud.

kuroo looks up to see you, his glow filling the room as he gives you a smile, “yes, i am.”

and you grumble, plopping down on the kitchen counter, “why?”

kuroo's sorting through the next pile of clothes he's readying to put in the machine, but for a minute, before he does so, he walks over to where you sat, giving you a quick kiss on the head as he tells you "good morning."

and he walks back to the laundry basket.

“we have no clean clothes.” he tells you, his voice cheery.

and you reply, your voice groggy, “why?”

“why don’t we have clean clothes?” kuroo teases, asking your question back to you, and you love him, but you hate that he's this energetic when it comes to waking up.

it is too early - it's a sunday - and ten am is way too early.

“it’s not laundry day.” you rub at your eyes, waving the rest of your sleep away, and you mutter, “not yet, at least.”

“i wanted to keep myself busy,” kuroo shrugs, looking at you with a lazy grin, “i had nothing left to do after i got back from my run.”

and to this, you blink.

you look at him, “you went running?”

“after i went to the store to pick up some groceries.” he nods, taking a seat on the counter next to you.

so, all morning, whilst you were in bed, he went running, went to the store, and is now doing laundry.

you throw your pillow at him.

(it misses, and he grins, "you’ve got terrible aim." you throw at him again what’s nearest to you — a spoon — and it hits him in the shoulder, and he yells, "i was joking!")

“i can’t believe you,” you scoff, folding your hands over your chest, “you had an entire day while i was asleep.”

kuroo rubs at his shoulder.

and you look at him, “why didn’t you wake me?”

“uhm, excuse me.” he scoffs — loud — “i did try to wake you… repeatedly.”

and you scoff too, huffing lightly as your shoulders rise, “i don’t remember.”

kuroo shakes his head, his mouth falling into a surprised smile as his voice raises, “you bit my hand and threatened to sign divorce papers if i tried to wake you again!"

“that does not sound like me.” you refuse to look at him in disbelief, stubbornly shaking your head as he continues to scoff.

kuroo gives you a look, holding out his left hand as he grins "here," and shows you a bite mark - allegedly, from you - marking his wrist.

“oh my god,” your mouth falls, “i did bite you.”

and honestly, kuroo's more surprised you didn't remember that you bit him more than you actually biting him, because honestly, him trying to wake you up before noon on a sunday? that's on him, that's his fault.

your mouth purses into a teasing smile, “you should’ve tried harder.”

and kuroo rolls his eyes, but the way he grins at you is only full of love, “i was pretty sure i was gonna lose a finger if i tried to wake you again.”

“that’s because it’s a sunday,” you laugh, shoulders rising as you make your point, “and who would wake up before noon on a sunday?”

you tilt your head to look at him, and he does the same. the smile on his face easily matching yours, but there's a specific glint in his eyes that easily tell he's teasing.

“don’t look at me like i’m the crazy person here, i am doing your laundry for you.” he laughs, propping his head up on his right hand as he doesn't feel a single urge to look away now.

and you tease, "at 10 in the morning?"

and kuroo tells you, “you forget that i actually like the mornings.”

“yes,” you agree, humming slightly, “like a freak.”

kuroo laughs again, his shoulders rising with his chest, and it's definitely moments like these that he thanks his past self for doing whatever it was that he did to get him here - with you - now.

you have always been his favorite part of the morning.

he kisses your head, “don’t you sweet talk me.”

and you smile, but he doesn't let you say anything back, because kuroo kisses you again, his smile easily bleeding through your mouth as he does so, and he does it in intervals in which he kisses you once just to pull away just to kiss you all over again.

the last kiss he gives you is longer, his eyes closed, leaning slightly closer to your face, and when he pulls away, the first thing he looks at is you.

“good morning.” kuroo smiles.

and you tell him, grinning, “if you hadn’t gotten up so early, you could’ve kissed me good morning in bed.”

kuroo's smile falls, his eyebrows furrowing, and a loud scoff falling from his mouth as he realizes that - oh my god, he could've done that in bed.

he shakes his head repeatedly, looking over his shoulder to watch the spinning washing machine do it's job, and casually, he looks back to you with an innocent smile on his face.

"i mean -" and he shrugs, "there’s no reason for us to be watching the laundry right now."

you quirk a brow, your smile teasing.

kuroo looks at you, a lazy smile on his face, "we can still go back to bed."

and you laugh, “but coming back to bed isn’t so morning-person of you.”

kuroo shakes his head again, laughing with you as he raises both his hands in denial, “me? a morning person? i hate the mornings.”

and when he stands up from the counter, taking your hand to ask you to stand up with him, you don't resist at all. his eyes crinkling from laughter.

for a second, he just stands there with you, in the middle of the kitchen, his hand in yours, a smile on his face and stars in his eyes, and he absolutely cannot wait to kiss you good morning again.

so he does.

kuroo pulls you in, and it's another kiss just because he wants to, and it's sweet and long, and he's smiling, but he doesn't let that stop him from keeping you close.

he lets you pull away - only with the promise that he's going to kiss you again soon.

“thank you for doing the laundry.” your hands are linked behind his neck, and his arms fall on your waist.

kuroo smiles, so deeply in love with you, “thank you for the hand injury.”

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