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staincastle · 3 months

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houseoftulips · 2 years

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Bad Hair Day | T. Kuroo

feat ~ tetsurō kuroo x f!reader

content warning ~ pure fluff, that’s it!

Everyday you tell yourself that you love Kuroo. You love him with all your heart but at this very moment you wanna smack him upside his head and ruin his already unruly hair.

“Tetsuro!” you scolded with a small giggle following after as you watch him desperately try to hold in his ugly laugh that you fucking love.

“Okay, okay…,” he sighs but another snort passes through his nose and lips making you groan while biting down your laugh.

You then move your gaze to your little four year old who is sniffing as he tugs down the hem of his shirt in shame (but you’d never actually shame your child like that). You pout as you see how horrible your little dare devil is feeling much like how his father gets when he feels bad.

“My sweet boy,” you sighed while crouching down to his level, “Why would you cut your hair, huh?”

Your son sniffled as you still here your husband’s ugly cackling in the background. “Jus’ wanted to give myself a haircut,” he mumbles with a couple of stray tears.

You softly smile and cup your son’s chubby cheek. “You have beautiful hair already, my love,” you comforted him as you quickly gazed down at the black chunks of hair all over the floor.

“Wanted to look more like daddy,” he said with a hiccups following.

And god, could you practically hear the smug smile from behind you that’s radiating off your husband. You turn around with a tight lip and already scolding him before he could say anything but obviously that didn’t stop the damn walking bed head.

“Oya, oya?” Kuroo perked up as he playfully shoved your face with his giant cyclops of a hand away from your crying son. “Wanted to look like your handsome old man, huh?” he asked with a smirk.

“Tetsurō,” you warned him with a soft smile but he knew that was you telling him that you were about to cut his hair off for being a smug little asshole.

“Alright, alright,” he laughs, “Look buddy, you just needed to wait for a bit to let your hair grow out more! That’s all!” he cheers with a comforting smile. He then picks his son up who happily wraps his arms around Kuroo’s neck.

Your husband then offers you a hand to help you up from the floor. You kiss his cheek and your son’s with a small laugh. “Baby, we’re not mad, okay? Just don’t do it again, we can always take you to daddy’s barber shop.” you said to the toddler.

Your son wipes away his tears with flushed cheeks. “Really, mommy?” he asks with the same smile copied right off his dad but Kuroo thinks he has your smile.

“Of course, little man!” your husband says before blowing raspberries into his son’s cheek making the sweet boy giggle.

“Daddy! That tickles!” he laughs as he pushed his face away.

You take a moment to appreciate the bond Kuroo and your son has. While he’s definitely and most proudly known as a mama’s boy, you obviously feel just as happy seeing your son laugh with his dad.

“Alright, why don’t we give you a bath so your mom can fix up your hair, okay?” Kuroo says he he puts the toddler down.

“M’kay!” your son cheers as runs to the bathroom across the hall.

“And maybe,” Kursk continues as he drags out the word, “I can give you a haircu-“

“Over my dead fucking body,” you interrupt him right away, “I’d chase you with those scissors before you could even grab them.”

Kuroo laughs before drowning your face in his kisses making you laugh. “Ah, you know how much I love that you’re crazy like that?” he sighs happily.

“Good,” you say back before looking up at him. Your eyes locked with his gold ones and it instantly brought you back to when you guys met your third year at Nekoma, “You know I love you, right?” you asked as you wrapped your arms around his neck.

Kuroo smiled, and not his smug one like usual, this smile is soft and more affectionate that he could ever display for someone. “Yeah, I know and I love you too…”

Before he could lean down and kiss you, your son’s voice echoed from across the hallway. “Mommy! Daddy! Can I use mommy’s eye glue to put my hair back?!” he cheered from the bathroom.

Kuroo snorted again hearing his son call your lash glue, eye glue. And you know that from being on he’ll call it that. You sighed and walked away from your husband with a laugh.

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