#tetsurou x reader

[luvymelody]

NAME : kuroo tetsurou , haikyuu

SONG : coming down , the weeknd

SUMMARY : at the training camp, everyone just wants to have a little fun. so, while the coaches are asleep, the teams have a game of hide and seek.

( sexual acts but not outright smut ❌ )

y/n sat on her bed, her hands behind her as she propped herself on her bed as yachi’s bed as right infront of hers, yachi talking to her as she sat crossed legged.

y/n was the manager of the nekoma team and operated with the team by herself, as she was the only manager. all the girls were up and it was around 12am, none of the girls wanted to sleep.

“guys let’s do something! i’m so bored.”

yukie whined, she was a manager for the fukurodani team. she sat next to y/n, wrapping an arm around y/n’s arm. and suddenly, like the universe heard her, a knock on the door was heard.

bokuto knocked about 5 times, opening the door and peaking into the room as he noticed the light that was pooling through the cracks of the door into the dark hallway, believing the managers were awake.

“hey hey hey, you guys wanna play hide and seek?”

-

all the teams were grouped inside the fukurodani team’s dorm, huddling together and y/n was pulled by kuroo towards him and kenma.

“hey cutie.”

“hi tetsurou.”

y/n smiled, getting nudged by kuroo as she put her hands in her pockets. y/n and him were dating, having dated for nearly a year now.

bokuto started explaining the rules as everyone started listening, well most, you could hear kuroo and y/n who kept talking to each other.

“hey! kuroo and y/n- shut up!”

“hah?? you shut up!”

“whatever! last one out the room is the seeker!”

people started rushing out of the room to not be the seeker, the door was shut by the second last person in the room, kenma was sitting on the floor, playing on his phone and finally noticing no one was in the room.

“huh?”

-

y/n had lost kuroo through the crowd of people who kept pushing her away from him, she tiptoed through the halls as they were empty in just a few minutes and she already heard small whispers coming near her.

she panicked, not knowing who the seeker was and thought it was the seeker, so she hid inside the storage closet, it was so dark and there was no light switch in sight.

she tucked herself in, from her panic, she didn’t notice how she was pushed against someone’s front, their breath hitching and her sudden presence as she pressed her ear against the door to listen for the people.

“you think they’re in here, kenma?”

“dunno.”

y/n could just make out hinata’s and kenma’s voice, until the door handle started being rattled, y/n backed up and finally noticed the person behind her, their hand covering her mouth as she held the hand, trying to pull it off.

“nevermind, it’s locked. probably not in here.”

hinata walked away, and y/n raised her eyebrow in the dark to the sound of the door being locked, she removed the hand from the random person’s hand and tried to open the door, and not being able to.

“well hi cutie.”

“tetsurou!”

y/n exclaimed, looking around and up to just make out his frame and face.

“are we stuck in here?”

kuroo questioned, also trying to unlock the door but not being able too. y/n’s hand went towards the darkness, trying to find the walls or maybe a light switch, she found a switch, lighting up and flicking it on, but the light was so dim, it barely made an effect, y/n could see kuroo now though.

“what are we gonna do now, cutie?”

y/n wanted to be the last hider, but she also didn't want to be in the closet forever.

"let's just wait a bit tetsu."

-

a bit became an hour, and y/n was convinced that everyone had forgotten about her and kuroo.

in that time, kuroo had made room on one of the lower shelfs and had lifted y/n onto the shelf. it let kuroo have room to turn and slightly move and y/n could sit as her legs were tired.

"soooo, have you liked the training camp?"

"yeah, it hasn't been bad.. sorry tetsu it's so boring in here."

"it's okay y/n. i'm bored too."

kuroo leaned towards y/n, his hands resting next to y/n's knees as she sat on the shelf and kuroo leaned so he could stretch in the small space.

"do you wanna do something?"

"like what?"

kuroo had that smirk on his face,

"make out."

"tetsu."

"what!? we always lose track of time when we make out."

"..okay fine."

kuroo had an excited smirk on his face now, but he pushed his lips against hers quickly, grabbing at her waist as she held her hands on his shoulders. he leaned over her more, getting impossibly the closest he could be to the girl and he started rubbing circles on her waist.

he separated from her, a string of spit connecting them.

"fuck, i'm been so horny the whole time you have no idea."

"you could've told me sooner, baby."

"i was worried someone was gonna find us-"

kuroo had his hands over y/n's hips, his eyes locked onto her shorts.

"can i?"

"you can.."

y/n muttered, wanting kuroo to do whatever. y/n shimmed her pants off with the help of kuroo, he was eager and bumped his head on the shelf above his head as he was too tall.

the both of them giggled a little, but eventually he got her pants off, leaving her in her panties. kuroo stared at the slick starting to pool in her panties.

"so wet for me, pretty?"

y/n nodded, her lips wobbling as kuroo connected his own lips with hers, swirling his tongue with hers and her tounge lapped against his lips, as they separated, saliva was present on his lips as he touched his lips to see.

"wanna eat you out so bad."

kuroo leaned into her ear, whispering and nibbling at the top of her ear, before trialing kisses down, along the side of her neck, from her chest over her shirt, to her stomach and just above her panties, his lips so close that y/n could feel the vibrations of his voice, jolting her core and pussy.

he pulled her panties to the side, her pussy glistening with slick, licking a small line of her pussy as she whimpered and her hands were grabbing at the edge of the shelf.

"can i eat you out?"

"yes tetsu, ngh~!"

"itadakimasu."

#this is rushed #i just wanted to get this out of my drafts #kuroo x reader #tetsurou x reader #kuroo tetsurou x reader #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu #LOWKEY GIGGLING WHILE MAKING THIS

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Second Button {Kuroo x Reader}

Graduating Third Year! Kuroo x Second Year! Reader

So... I'm back from the dead.

I have so many things I want to write lined up, but would you look at that? I haven't done any of them XD.

Whelp, I'll work on a master list when I have a few more fics up.

I hope you enjoy :3

-Seven

He’s graduating next week. He’s graduating next week. He’s graduating next week.

You’re chanting this to yourself as you breeze past other students in the hallway. The final bell has rung, and you were on your way to the shoe lockers.

He’s… you slow your steps as you spot Kuroo surrounded by his friends and a few underclassmen in the courtyard below, leaving me behind.

You shake your head. Ugh, why couldn’t I have been born a few months earlier?! We could have been in the same year. We could have been graduating together; going to university together.

You continue to walk with slow steps. Where has the time gone?

You’ve been wanting to confess for a long while now. You had it all planned out. You’d confess before months before his graduation. That way you would have enough time to get used to having a long-distance relationship since he would be leaving Tokyo for university.

Or… If he rejected you… Well, he’d be leaving Tokyo for university. So, it worked either way.

You took a deep breath. It was now or never. If anything, it might be better to confess today since you could receive the second button on his jacket.

It was something you heard from a few other girls in your class. They’ve been talking about it a lot, leading up to the graduation of the third years.

The first button was for themselves; a memento of sorts. The last few buttons would be for their friends or underclassmen. Then, the second button… The second button is the closest to the heart, and would be given to the person they like.

You know Kuroo gave one to Kenma. You saw it in Kenma’s pencil case in class this morning and he told you who it was from.

If he gave them away this morning, does that mean he’s already given his second button away?

“Ne, ne~.” You hear a few girls talking in the classrooms, “Did you see Kuroo-senpai?”

“Yes! I’m so sad he’s going.”

You freeze just past the doorframe of the classroom. Your hand is going white from how hard you’re clutching the straps of your shoulder bag.

“Yes, but hear me out. His second button is missing!”

What? Your whole body goes slack.

“What? No way! Who did he give it to?”

Your heart fell out of your chest. No, no, no, no, no, no. I don’t want to hear.

“I don’t want to hear.” You whisper under a breath.

You speed off to the shoe lockers. Nearly tripping down the stairs on the way.

All the confidence you had been mustering up has vanished. Who…Who could he have given it to?

You slip off your school shoes and bend down to pick them up.

Rika-chan? You know they have chemistry class together.

You’ve slipped on your outside shoes and tap them against the ground to slip your feet into them.

Maybe, Akira-senpai? Kuroo sometimes studies with her and a few other friends.

You splayed your hand across the door of your shoe locker. Your chest is being squeezed tight at the thought.

Who…

“Y/N. There you are.”

Kuroo.

You look up at him and sure enough, his second button is missing. It’s right in front of your eyes.

You see him tilt his head a little and chuckle.

Flick!

“Ow…” Your hand comes up to rub at the spot in the middle of your forehead. “What was that for?”

“You’re spacing out. I said I went up to your classroom, but you weren’t there.” He walks over to his shoe locker, not too far from yours, and begins changing his shoes. He looks up at you again with a small pout. “Were you planning to leave without me?”

“No, I…” You pinch at the tips of your fingers. “I thought you were busy.” You mutter.

He shuts the door to his shoe locker. “With?”

“Huh? Oh, I mean, well… I went to walk with a friend and saw you with a few underclassmen, so I thought I’d go on ahead.”

“So, you were thinking of leaving without me.”

You open your mouth to speak, but nothing comes out.

Then Kuroo snorts, “I’m just teasing you,” He nudges your shoulder before wrapping his arm around it, “Let’s go.”

Your eyes meet the floor, and you hum as you’re guided by his arm.

The walk home was rather uneventful.

Usually, you’d be the one animatedly talking about your day. Whether a teacher told you off for a stupid reason or if you knew you totally messed up your presentation. Kuroo was, more often than not, the one who listened to you.

You really don’t know what to say. What else is there to say? There was no way you were going to confess now that you knew he had someone he liked. That’s the only reason his second button would be missing.

He calls your name once more and you tilt your head back to look up at him, “Hmm?” you hum.

“What’s on your mind? You’ve been quiet ever since we left.”

You shake your head, “No, nothing…” You shrug, “Sad that you’re leaving, I suppose.”

He hums in agreement. “Oh, yeah?��� He leans towards you with a smug smile.

Once again, the space where his second button would have been is right in front of your eyes. You swear it’s taunting you.

“Who would you give your second button to?” The words slip from your mouth before you even realise.

Kuroo stands up straight and smiles at you. It’s a soft, almost endearing kind of smile.

Your heart squeezes in your chest, and your blood is pumping loud in your ears.

Were you reading too much into everything? Had he just been acting normally all this time, and you thought it was something more? Had there been someone else that he loved, and you didn’t even notice?

All these thoughts are whizzing past in your head and your heart has found its way to your feet.

Oh, he really must love her a lot to be smiling so sweetly at the mere thought of her.

“Oh, my second button? I—”

You push your hands to his mouth. “Wait, wait, wait.” You close your eyes and look away from him, “I don’t want to hear, I’m sorry, forget I even asked! I didn’t even realise I said those words out loud.” You’re spewing bullets at this point with how fast you’re speaking.

He chuckles into your hands, and the vibrations cause tingles to run across your palm.

You open one eye to look at him and he‘s reaching into his pocket.

“Did you mean this?” he asks, and twirls a small golden button between his fingers.

Your hands fall to your sides, and your mouth is wide open. You could collapse from the relief.

“Is that…”

He lets out a small laugh. “Yeah.” He breathes out. He gently takes your hand and tilts it upwards so he can place the button in your palm. “I thought I’d save it for you before anyone tried to steal it away.”

You let out an exasperated laugh, “You mean,” You look up at him when his hand cups your cheek, “You… You like me back?”

He chuckles, “It’s more like I liked you first.” He lightly pinches your cheek. “You were a little slow, but I’ll forgive you because you’re cute.”

So I felt like Kuroo could have been more teasing, but I didn't know how to incorporate it.

I have a few more I want to work on and post, but I might just die again, lol.

Thank you <3

-Seven

#haikyuu!! #haikyū!! #hq #kuroo tetsurou #haikyuu #fanfiction #fanfic #angst #fluff #tetsurou #kuroo #kuroo tetsurou x reader #kuroo x reader #tetsurou x reader #fluffy #angst to fluff

[noonajoe]

Contractions. (Kuroo Tetsurou x Reader)

Matching : Kuroo Tetsurou x pregnant!reader

Word Count: 701

TW: pregnancy, birth contraction, angst, fluff, comfort, supporting couple, hospital

©noonajoe (Published on 31 March 2023 - 23:03 Bangkok Time) this story is not going to be sold, modified, or translated in any manner.

You squeezed Tetsuro’s hand for the 20th time, unable to sleep. You have been struggling with 17 hours of contractions, waiting for your baby to arrive in this world. However because this is your first pregnancy and you also experience vomiting and dizziness, the doctor suspects this has to do with your asthma. It went well for 8 months, and at week 34 you felt a cramp in your belly. Kuroo went panicky after that and took you to the hospital.

Sometimes pregnant women who are in labor scream, cry, cursing at their husbands to relieve stress and pain. However, you felt tired and hard to breathe most of the time. It worries Kuroo the most because you looked paler minute by minute. Also, you minimize conversation with your husband because you just want to close your eyes and bear the pain.

“Honey if you want to cry, scream, or punch to relieve the pain, you can do that to me” he worriedly stares at you. You lay weak in the hospital bed, with IV drops punctured in your wrist. 

"Crying wastes much energy, you know once I cried I barely stop,” you answered.

He leans closer to the bed, put his hand on your forehead, and felt cold sweat drenched in your pale face. "I know, but you don't have to bottle up your feelings now. You're tiring your emotions too hon. Crying may be exhausting physically but it relieves your stress"

You still close your eyes, eager to open them. In the end, you slowly talk to him, grabbing his hand tightly because your belly is contracting again, "... It hurts"

"Go on, tell me more," he said, grabbing your hand tightly and rubbing your knuckles slowly. "It feels like he grow bigger, but pushing the birth canal" you cried with your eyes closed. "It's been 17 hours of contraction so you'll improve a lot, hon. It's already 6 cm dilated"

For the past 17 hours, you keep thinking if you ever survive this birth labor. Because this pain also increases your overthinking, and that is the reason why you don’t want to talk to Kuroo because you are worried to make him sad. "What… if I don't make it" you finally asked with your half-opened eyes.

He took a deep sigh and smiled, "You're the strong woman of hell I have ever known. You never give up on every misery in your life, right? Then so do you now. I believe you’ll survive this"

"..." you slowly closed your eyes and remained silent.

"Keep talking. Don't be silent honey, you can't sleep now. It’s time to take a walk again, 20 minutes walk okay?" Kuroo encourages you to keep awake. For the past 17 hours, doctors suggest you take a walk for 20 minutes per hour. You barely did it because it hurts like hell when she walks for the first 3 minutes. Kuroo struggles to convince you, he didn't dare to force you in your pale gaze.

“I don’t want to….” you cried, this time you cried deeply. Your tears suddenly flow a lot. “Hey hey honey, don’t cry.” He hurriedly hugs you in your sleeping position. He rubs your back gently. 

“This time, just 5 minutes, okay?” he negotiated, "No no no I don’t want to Tetsu:((" you still cried, this time you gripped his hand tightly because the contraction goes on again. Suddenly you felt out of breath, because of the contractions and sudden crying, Kuroo calms you down and told you slowly breathe.

"Honey, please for our Hiro, just 5 minutes, okay? Hiro will be happy if his mother quickens the birth, he can't wait to see his mama and papa, remember?" he encourages you. Tenderly stares at you, which also worries you. Tetsu has been accompanying you for 17 hours straight in the hospital, you know his anxieties increased since you ask him if you didn't survive. He still shows you that smile even though he’s damn more worried. He wants to fully support you emotionally.

He rubs your knuckles with his trembling hand, you felt it, and notice he’s extremely worried. Worried if you may not survive, worried if he loses you.

You tried to sit up from the bed, and Kuroo helps you. You stare at him who’s sitting beside the bed, still staring at you. “Okay…. 5 minutes. I’m going to survive this and take care of our baby together. Okay, Tetsu?”

“I could have not been prouder than that, babe” he smiles.

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[prettyboytsum]

˚ ༘ ೀ⋆｡˚ late night confession I kuroo tetsurou pairing: kuroo x reader tags: fluff, one-shot wc: 613

“i think i love you.” you slurred, words tumbling before you can even thoroughly understand what you’re saying. a familiar pool of regret starts to set as soon as the sentence slips off your tongue.  kuroo chuckles, a hand on the wheel and another resting on his lap. the road was dimly lit, empty. save for a couple of stray cars that had business so late in the evening or early in the morning, depending on who you ask.

you weren’t quite sure how he found you. maybe a friend called when you were downing a drink or it was a stupid incoherent text you sent earlier when you had the courage—courage that was (very) quickly fleeting.  there was silence after the confession, aside from the silent hum of the engine and the clicking of signals as kuroo continued driving. if you were more sober, you would’ve picked up on the signs of his nervousness. the picking of his nails followed by the muffled tapping on his lap. the frequent running of fingers through his hair. the nibbling of his lips, almost enough to pull it raw. 

but you were hardly thinking straight and the pool of regret only kept growing. the lingering curiosity of his response - or lack thereof - almost gnawing at you. 

“do you not?” you pout. a pout that was familiar to kuroo from all his years of knowing you when you asked for a ride home. the same downturn of your lips when he was teasing you or when you were begging him to come to the bar with a couple of your college friends earlier that evening. 

“love me?” he chuckles, turning left. he stops at a red light. the moon shines brightly over the car, lighting up the sparse intersection. it’s cliche, a drunk night out only to be picked up by your best friend you might be a little too in love with. 

“you know what i mean.” your fingers pick on his jacket nervously. he offered it earlier, claiming the evenings were starting to get colder and that you would regret being sick and hungover. 

“love you?” he looks at you briefly before the red turns to green and the car starts to move again. you almost feel childish asking. it seems like everything he does for you is out of love. your packed lunches with him, car rides home despite late meetings on campus, and your respective spare keys sitting on a matching set of keychains kuroo brought back from a trip out of town. 

it’s silent again and your pout deepens, brows furrowing. the only reason you’re still talking is because you can always claim to be tipsy. but with the next words he utters, you aren't sure how long you can keep the act up. 

“ask me again tomorrow.” he muses. you glare playfully but a sense of dread washes over you. you let out a silent sigh, or however silent a tipsy lovesick best friend could, when you realize the smartest thing to do is to pretend to be too drunk to remember when morning comes. 

he looks over at you again, both hands resting on the wheel. you’re leaning on the window, arms clutching the jacket. your lips seem to be jutted permanently. 

but it’s the same lips that told him your deepest secret at the playground when you were eight. the same lips that whispered the answers to a sociology test when you were twelve. the same lips that kissed him, just once, at a freshman party which was never to be talked about, when you were eighteen. 

he smiles.  “i’d be an asshole to confess while you’re drunk.” 

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[kiyoobi]

contrary to popular belief: your boss isn't that scary.

sure you've seen Kuroo in a screaming match, utterly pissed that investors were almost dropped due to the negligence of his partners. you've seen him serious, politely asking you to leave his office so that he can fire the worker who harassed nearly every woman in the office. hell, you've even been late a few times and had seen his annoyance directed towards you and that made your heart skittish.

but despite all of that, none of those scary times can wipe away the image you see now: kuroo passed out on his desk with his cheek pressed against his lunch.

"Kuroo," you say his name first in hopes he wakes up but then resort to tapping his hand. "Kuroo." It takes a gentle push against his shoulder for him to whip wide awake, sleepily groaning and his eyes blinking away as he gains his surroundings.

you can't hold back your surprised laugh when you see his lunch smeared against his cheek, "You have a little..." Politely you gesture towards your own cheek, hoping he mirrors you.

Tiredly he rolls his eyes at himself, using a crumpled napkin to wipe only a fraction of his bento off his face. You put your things down and grab a fresh napkin, ignoring all your instincts to just pretend he got all the food off his cheek. "You're still wearing your lunch," you laugh.

Before you can think, you wipe the rest off his face. Your hand gently holds his face still, his skin a lot softer than you expected underneath your fingers. You make the mistake of looking up into his hazel eyes, your heart skipping when you find that he's already been staring at you. It's a second too late when you realize how intimate this is as his cheeks start to turn red. You've never seen him blush, never in all your years of working under him- with him.

"Sorry," you pull away too quickly now that your own face is starting to grow warm. "I- um, the..." Your mind blanks and you screw your eyes shut as you try to remember why you're here in the first place. "Charity events had been confirmed, they sent over the final list of approved teams and athletes for you to contact." Quickly you hand over the paperwork and purposely stare down at the wood grain of his desk.

"Thanks," Kuroo quietly flips through the names. He mumbles comments under his breath, and when you sneak a glance at him you wonder if he's aware his fingers are still pressed against where you had touched him.

After some few, long, awkward moments, Kuroo glances at his watch and looks at you for the first time since you accidentally caressed him. He's always…. liked you. You never seemed to be scared of his title, of anyone's higher position really. You're reliable, brave, funny, hardworking. Distracting.

He's found himself thinking more and more about you lately. Kuroo even has started to bring you back drinks from his out of his office meetings, not sure why he felt so pleased with himself when you happily and gratefully take the warm chai. He takes you out to lunch when he's noticed you're usually too busy to remember to eat, he worries over you when you take the train home and waits for that text that says you've made it home safely.

"It's my birthday,” he dumbly blurts out.

"I know," you say with a small smile and his cheeks fucking start to blush again. "Happy birthday, Kuroo."

"Tetsurou." he's quick to correct. "You've- We've worked together long enough, right?" Yes, but that doesn't mean you break the Boss v. Worker societal rules-

"Happy birthday, Tetsurou." Your voice is shy, it's rarely ever that way and now his cheeks are burning.

"Do-" He doesn't even know what he's asking. He just knows that it's getting closer to his out time in this office and soon you'll clock out too. "A few of my close friends are taking me out tonight. It should be pretty lowkey." Kuroo starts to remember, though, that "lowkey" wasn't the right word for Bokuto. "I- well, it's lowkey for us. We've known each other since we were just kids in high school, they're a bit much though. You don't have to come, it- you're probably tired from work actually, never mind. I shouldn't have assumed you didn't even have plans already though-”

Another first. You blink at Kuroo- Tetsurou- as you watch him stammer and blush, wondering where the cool and confident Boss Kuroo you've worked with all this time is hiding.

"That sounds like fun," you break his misery and offer another kind smile, unknowingly making his heart skip again. "I just have some Excel sheets to fix up and then I'm all set for tonight."

"Okay, he breathes out and watches you quietly close the door behind you as you leave. A smile grows across his face, his belly twists with excitement, and his blush never does fade away.

“Okay!" Kuroo cheers to himself. Now he has to try to not embarrass himself in front of you for the rest of his night…

-(-)-

a/n: ahhh i originally posted this from my old blog on kuroo's actual birthday. i forgot i even wrote this, i wasn't able to save it before deactivating my old blog and by chance came across it again. so yay!

ao3 link <3

#repost from an old account #can’t believe i forgot about this :( i love him sm #kuroo x reader #kuroo x gender neutral reader #kuroo tetsurou #tetsurou x reader #kuroo tetsuro fanfiction #kuroo fluff #timeskip kuroo #haikyuu x reader #hq x gender neutral reader #hq x reader #haikyuu fluff #kuroo tetsurou fluff #crossposting to ao3 #haikyuu imagines #hq!! #hq imagines #kuroo imagine #kuroo drabble #tetsurou kuroo x reader #hq drabbles #haikyuu drabbles #kuroo drabbles #haikyuu oneshot #kuroo oneshot #im just gonna post this now lmao

[sachirobabe]

Chapter 2

Kuroo Tetsuro x reader

Wc: 1900

Summary: You, a dedicated member of the girls' volleyball team, find an unexpected connection with Kuroo Tetsurou. Igniting a bond over shared passions and stolen moments, love blossoms on the court; all because you met him at a captains meeting.

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Taglist: @merlucide, @lemurzsquad, @02shuuu

Despite waking up on time, you were frantically running around your house trying to find your left knee pad. You thought you had everything packed, but right as you were going to meet up with Himari you decided to check your bag again.

"Mom!" You yell, moving the pillows on the couch to see if your missing knee pad was there. It was not.

"I have no idea where it could be, sweetheart." She says apologetically, "Check the car?" She suggests.

You had to leave in 5 minutes if you wanted to be on time. Your coach would kill you if she found out her captain was late on the first day.

"Good morning my second mom!" Himari walks into your house, greeting your mother with a hug.

"Hey sweetie." She returns the hug. Himari looks at your disheveled self, running around like a maniac.

"What's wrong with her?" Himari chuckles.

"She can't find her left knee pad." Your mother sighs, handing Himari her lunch that she had made her. Your mother made lunches for the both of you, this week was her turn to make them.

Himari raises her eyebrows and quickly unzips her volleyball bag, "I thought it was weird I had an extra knee pad." She says and calls your name, holding the missing knee pad.

"Oh thank god." You take it from her and shove it in your bag, "Where was it?"

"My bag." Himari laughs, waving to your mother as you both walk out the door.

You roll your eyes, "You stole it."

"You left it." She giggles.

You both made it just in time for class, Himari sat in the desk next to you. Class was going relatively fast, it was the first day, so it was the easiest.

Himari watched the clock tick, her stomach was rumbling, begging for some food. You watch her clutch her stomach and put her head down.

The second the bell rang, she grabbed her lunch and pulled you along with her to class 5.

"Mori!" Himari smiles widely, your coach, who was also a teacher, lifted her head up from the papers she was examining and raised an eyebrow.

"Himari, you cannot call me that." Your coach says.

"You're my sister, I can call you whatever I want." Himari crosses her arms.

"Yeah, well not at work. Just for that you're doing extra cardio today." Mori glares at her sister.

You chuckle and take a seat, eating your lunch watching them argue about every little thing. You excuse yourself to the bathroom and to get some water.

"Hey, L/n!" You hear your name being called, you turn and see Kuroo.

"Oh hey, please just call me Y/n, I like it better." You smile. "What's up, Kuroo?"

"I didn't know your coach taught here." He says following you.

"Yeah," You chuckle, "Sometimes she makes me help her grade."

"Well, if you ever grade my stuff you'll only see perfect marks." He brags.

"Uh-huh, sure."

"Oh, but what I really got your attention for was our team's schedule." He pulls out a paper and hands it to you, it's a little crumpled from being in his bag. "I heard from Kai that you like to have your own."

"Thank you, we haven't gotten our schedule yet, but I'll be sure to pass it on to you when I do." You say, folding the paper so it doesn't get any more ruined.

"Sounds good." He puts his hand in his pockets and stands a little awkwardly, not sure how to continue the conversation.

You chuckle, "I'll see you later, I have to finish my lunch." With that he watches your figure walk towards his class, assuming you eat lunch with your coach.

He mentally groans at himself and begins to walk back to where his friends are at.

"She made the practice plan." You notice Himari's face down her desk, her voice was muffled.

"It can't be worse than last years," you chuckle, remembering how a few of the girls had thrown up. Mori handed you her iPad to show what was on schedule and you gulp, "are you trying to kill us?!"

"My goal is to get rid of the unserious players day one." She takes her iPad back.

"Yeah, you'll probably get rid of a few of your starters too." You are trying to mentally prepare for after school.

"We'll do more than just throw up." Himari rubs her temples.

Mori clicks her tongue, "It won't be as bad as you think. Now get to class before you're late." You two groan and leave the classroom, going back to your own.

You were assigned a worksheet for the remainder of class, Himari takes your paper and compares it to her own, unsure of where her mistake could be.

You shook your head and stared out the window, the day was going by fast and soon you'll be begging for oxygen at practice.

The last bell of the day rang and students were antsy to leave, you took your time packing your things. Nervousness and excitement pooled your stomach.

"Cmon let's go, we have to open the club room." Himari stands up.

"I'm going, I'm going." You stand up as well and pull your bag over one shoulder.

You continued your small talk, up until you reached the door. The clouds were starting to turn grey, making you frown.

"We might get rained on." Himari notes and walks into the club room.

"At least it'll cool us off while we run." You shrug, taking off your school uniform and changing into your volleyball gear.

The door whips open, making you clutch your shirt to your chest, "LETS GO BABY! First day of the season." Naomi, one of your teammates yell.

"Close the fucking door! We're shirtless." Himari yells back.

"It was just me." Naomi sighs, "Captain." She nods to you and you wave the two off as you go into the gym.

The boys club room was to the right of yours, Kuroo had just so happened to get out the same time you did. "Beautiful day for running, right?"

You turn and see the boys captain and you chuckle, "So you've heard."

"Misaki mentioned it quite loudly." He laughs, "Have you had a chance to look through your first-year applicants?" He says.

"A few of them. We have a huge turnout. I told you we would." You sigh. "And you?"

He nods, "4 of them. That's all we got."

You hum, "I'm wishing you guys the best, we'd love to be able to go to nationals together."

"We're trying," he chuckled, "We'll definitely be there. I promise." He says to you. "See 'ya." And he walks into his respected gym.

You shake your head, you had teased the captains years prior about going to nationals. They have two chances, one near the start of the year, and the other in the spring. That is if the third-years stay.

During your summer break you and the other third-years hung out and talked about whether staying after inter high was a good idea or not. You stood firmly on staying, you wanted to take the team to nations twice. Of course the others followed after you.

The smell of a freshly waxed gym floods your nose, you know it'll be the worst when diving, but you've prepared yourself for the bruises and burns.

"Don't bother putting your volleyball shoes, we'll be going outside shortly." Your coach says as you began to take off your other shoes.

You fake cry and begin stretching, making her chuckle evilly.

After a gruesome two and a half hours, you made it through without puking. You can't say the same for some of the other girls, though.

You're hunched over a ball cart, catching your breath. You eye a number of girls going up to coach Mori, most likely to tell her that they won't be returning.

You think she actually did it, she really got rid of all but 3 first-years.

"I need fluids." Keiko, one of the middle blockers tells you. "I lost all of them during our second session outside."

You scrunch your nose at the thought of her puking, "There's Gatorade in the club room."

"Gather 'round! I just have a few things to say before we tear down the nets," Your coach starts, "Great first day, tomorrow will be similar, please let me know if you won't be coming back." You drown out her voice as she talks about things you've heard the past 2 years.

You're starving. Your stomach tightens uncomfortably, you hope your mother or father made something good. You'll also be taking a Gatorade from the club room.

"Captain?" You coach catches you off guard, "Is there anything you'd like to add before we leave?"

"Thank you all for coming, don't be discouraged by today, it all comes with practice. Please continue to support us! Rest up and be ready for tomorrow. " You end and the room erupts in applause.

You let the starter second-years take the nets down while you converse with your coach for tomorrow.

"I finished up making the schedule, I already sent coach Nekomata a copy, but I know you like to have one as well." She opens her clipboard and hands you a paper.

"Do you happen to have another one?" You say, eyes scanning the schedule.

"Yeah, here." She hands you another, "Why?"

"I wanted to give it to the boys' captain." You say, not paying much mind to it.

"The boy, huh." She smirks.

"What? I just met him, you're delusional." You laugh.

"Don't let boys distract you. Do you remember what happened to Mia?" You recall the memory two years ago, she had gotten dumped the day before nationals. It was horrible for her, she had to be benched halfway through because of her errors.

You shiver at the thought, "I promise nothings going to happen."

Your coach hums, you see most of the girls have already left or gone to the club room. "I'll see you tomorrow." You say.

You can feel some soreness in your legs walking up the stairs to the club room. You throw your jacket and sweats on. 'The schedule.' You remind yourself and make your way over to the boys' clubroom.

"What're you doing?" Himari questions.

"I need to give this to the captain." You say, "Also we're stopping at the store, I need food immediately." She laughs and says she does too.

You knock on the door, hearing some of the chatter die down, a short blonde answers. "What's up?"

"Is Kuroo in there? I have something for him." You say.

"I think he's still in the gym, sorry."

"You're good, thanks." You finish and drag Himari to the gym again.

The blonde was right, Kuroo was sitting on the floor talking to his coach, their heads turn to see who had just walked in.

"Oh—hey," Kuroo gets up and walks over to the two of you. "Is everything alright?"

"Yeah, I just got our schedule," You hand it over to him.

"Thank you." He gives a wide smile, "Hey Coach, do you need one of these?"

"I got it emailed, thank you son. Y/n, Himari." He nods to you guys. "How was the first day?"

"So much running." Himari stares off into nothing remembering how she felt during it.

"And conditioning. But I think coach Mori did it. She got rid of all the unserious players day one." You say.

"I helped her make that plan." Nekomata chuckles.

"I hope our suffering was worth it." Himari sticks her nose in the air. Making the boys laugh.

"Good luck tomorrow." Kuroo waves, when you're out of eyesight he clutches the paper to his chest. He didn't necessarily need the schedule, but you thought of him and that's all he could ask for.

#haikyuu x reader #haikyuu #haikyuu x female reader #haikyuu x y/n #haikyuu x you #haikyuu headcanons #hq x reader #writing #haikyuu!! #kuroo x female reader #tetsurou kuroo x reader #kuroo x you #kuroo tetsuro x reader #hq kuroo #kuroo tetsuro x volleyball player reader #kuroo testuro #haikyuu kuroo #tetsurou x reader #kuroo tetsuro x you #hq #tetsuro Kuroo x reader #tetsuro kuroo

[houseoftulips]

Unfortunate Benefits | T. Kuroo ~ when he realized way too late

➤ ft: ex boyfriend!kuroo testuro x f!reader

➤ content warning: angst, alcohol

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After six years of not seeing each other with no contact in any shape or form - you two are now standing in the same restaurant at a small reunion.

You’d been living in Singapore all this time after graduating college and leaving your old life behind. You were in Japan to visit your family but when your old high school friends find out that you were, they just had to invite you.

Bokuto was especially insistent on you meeting up with them for dinner but his same emo mode appeared through the facetime call just like the old days. You were only there at the restaurant for him and Kenma but you knew that your 18 year old self was relieved to see Kuroo Tesuro again.

Your ex boyfriend/high school sweetheart was one of the reasons for you leaving the country after your rocky break up. Long story short, after all those years from high school towards the end of college was nothing but a lie and a joke to Kuroo.

From what you were told, Kuroo had asked you out during your first year of high school to get his elementary school crush to notice him. When he realized that he was never gonna get that attention he was just contempt on getting it from you. Not in the lovey-dovey way though. More like the I’m settling here because there’s no where else to go. Then he finally got that attention again after reuniting with his crush at one of MSBY’s volleyball game and left you soon after the encounter.

He spilled all his dirty secrets in you and practically admitted that he was cheating on you emotionally and using you as a comfort rag rather than his girlfriend. So you left while he was at his internship job during the day. Everything that was yours was erased from your shared apartment. He didn’t even try to contact you either so you knew that he never loved you over the course of your years together.

Bokuto and everyone else begged you to remain in Japan when you told them that you were leaving a few weeks after the breakup. But they knew that the once in a lifetime experience was offered to you for your career, there was no reason for you to remain in the same place.

But right now, that bed-head looking asshole was looking at you like you meant everything to him. His piercing gold eyes were dancing all over your features that he once cherished during your time together.

“Y/n,” his voice faltered a bit as he shook his thoughts away, “H-hey… When did you get back?”

“I’m not back,” you said simply, “M’visiting family for a bit.”

“Oh,” he sheepishly said as he looked away from the awkwardness creeping in. “Well um, it’s good to see you,” he cleared his throat.

You shifted uncomfortably in your standing position as you remained silent. Your wounded and repaired heart is slowly tearing apart once again hearing his useless words. But your younger self is yelling at you to say something back but you still remained silent.

Kursk cleared his throat again to gain your attention back, “Would you like drink?”

Wanting to drink you sorrows away you said yes on the spot. You definitely scolded yourself for accepting a drink from him but he’s paying for it so you looked the other way. You ordered wine like always but more on the stronger side. One with a more bitter taste than the sweet one that you craved.

The both of you sat in silence for what felt like eternity but you kept taking your occasional sips and so was Kuroo till he opened his mouth. “How is Singapore?” he asked as he glanced at you.

You cleared your throat as you set your glass down, “Good. A little more on the humid side than it is here.”

Kuroo hummed in response and let you guys sit in silence once again. For about thirty minutes you guys had an on and off conversation. Letting you both drown in silence then suddenly talk about scattered things that’s happened to you two over the last few years. Then finally the bitter ice breaker came into tow.

“Me and Sachie broke up,” Kuroo said quietly but enough for you to hear.

You sighed out loud hearing her name again. You didn’t even dare say it in your head because you were still so jealous of her getting the real attention from Kuroo.

“So?” you questioned as you watched your old friends drunkenly laugh together.

“So,” he sighed, “I want to say that I’m sorry for leaving you like that when I should’ve done it a lot sooner.”

You laughed immediately. Not so much as a bitter one but more on the side where you thought it was genuinely funny of what he said. “You’re sorry that you used me to gain attention of another woman?” you rephrased.

“Y/n,” Kuroo said but you beat him from finishing.

“No, no,” you laughed letting the alcohol settle in a bit, “I’m right though. You dated me all those years - not only wasted my time but also yours. And then when you lost her for a bit you settled with me, right?”

Kuroo looked away in guilt because now being a full grown man he has regrets. And one of them is of him using you emotionally. Using your kindness, the tender kisses, the soft words of encouragement, and your love was what he regrets and has been regretting for years. You were in front of him this whole time but he turned a blind eye and chose someone who wasn’t looking his way much like what he did to you. It haunts him, honestly. Your tear stained face was what woke him up from the mask he was hiding his true intentions from behind.

He knew better than to reach you again but he thought he was going to be happier being with the woman he’s been chasing after for years. Lo-and-behold, she grew tired of him or in other words-grew tired of using him. They dated for a year but it was toxic. So much so that when he was finally rid of her, he didn’t cry. He had a breath of relief slip past his lips when she left with her bags.

“Y/n… I know I should’ve done better back then but I was blinded,” he sighed as he ran his fingers through his mess of black hair, “It was too late for me to reach you by the time I realized how much I missed you.”

“How much you missed me?” you repeated with a scoff, “You wanted the benefits from being with me, not the commitment. You were looking for that somewhere else all while I loved you.”

And there was another wake up call for Kuroo. He watched you slide out of your seat and leave the restaurant without giving him another chance. He respects you for that though because in the long run, he doesn’t deserve what you can give/offer him.

So he masks his sulks and aching heart because he knows he has no right to feel the heaviness in his chest. But it’s hard to ignore as more guilt washes through him like a tsunami.

He’s lost you for good.

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#anime characters #haikyuu angst #kuroo tetsuro x you #haikyuu kuroo tetsuro #kuroo tetsurou #kuroo angst #heavy heart #regrets #exboyfriend #kuroo x y/n #kuroo tetsurō #tetsurou x reader #haikyuu bokuto #angst with no happy ending #i can relate #haikyuu headers #haikyuu characters #kuroo hcs #kuroo imagine

[apollodarling-writes]

Kuroo x male reader that's always dressed heavily .. but one day he wears something like those tight sleeveless turtlenecks and kuroo had to double take because he's like “is that rlly my boyfriend?”

i had fun writing this. it is short, so im sorry- i had fun, but it was hard coming up with ideas and trying to incorporate them.

tws: no warnings. just fluff.

Kuroo loved you very much. He adored your sense of humor and the times you shared together. He particularly enjoyed your comfy style- though sometimes he wondered if you were burning up with all of those layers you typically wore. The heat in Tokyo wasn't something to gloss over and he admired your determination to pair long sleeves with baggy pants.

He was so used to you wearing so many layers that when he invited you out on a date together after his Uni classes, he wasn't expecting you to be wearing something as revealing as you were... rather it was revealing for you.

You had decided that today would be the day to wear a black, sleeveless turtleneck and a tighter pair of ripped, black jeans. You looked good. You waltzed into the café, Kuroo's eyes glossing right over you until you sat down in front of him.

"Hey, dude. My boyfriend is gonna be sitting here." Kuroo lazily glances over at you, then back to the door, and finally settling back onto you with wide eyes.

"[N-Name]?! Oh my god, I didn't even recognize you!" Kuroo shoots out of his seat, the chair squeaking against the tiled floor. "Oh-Oh my god."

His eyes trail over your frame, drinking in every inch of skin he could.

"What is it Tetsu?" You blink innocently. "Can I not wear clothing that shows my skin?"

"N-No! That's not it! I just-" He sucks in a breath. "You look fuckin' amazing, baby. I wasn't expecting you to wear this."

You chuckle at this, eyes twinkling as your lovely boyfriend continues to stutter out why he hadn't recognized you and that yes, he does love you! he just-

"Tetsu, my love. It's okay."

The man in question huffs in response, a smile tugging at his lips as he places his hand over yours.

#haikyuu kuroo #kuroo testuro #haikyuu kuroo tetsuro #kuroo x reader #kuroo imagine #hq kuroo #hq nekoma #haikyuu!! #haikyuu #kuroo tetsuro scenarios #kuroo tetsuro hcs #kuroo tetsuro imagine #kuroo tetsuro headcanons #kuroo tetsuro oneshot #kuuro tetsuro #tetsurou x reader #kuroo x male reader #kuroo fluff #kuroo x y/n #kuroo x you #haikyuu nekoma #nekoma headcanons #haikyu

[shewki]

i hc that he uses 😹 unironically...

#kuroo fluff #haikyuu kuroo tetsurou #tetsurou kuroo x reader #kuroo x reader #kuroo tetsurou #haikyuu tetsurou #fluff haikyuu #haiyuu fluff #fluff #tetsurou fluff #tetsurou x reader #tetsurou kuroo #kuroo tetsurou imagine #kuroo x you

[perfectly-unsad]

Wrong Person, Wrong Time

Pairings - fem!reader x kuroo, fem!reader x kenma

Warnings - 18+ angst, cheating, swearing, hurt no/little comfort, anxious reader, symptoms of depression, alcohol, drunk confessions, drunk sex, unprotected sex, unrequited feelings, rebound sex, not proof read

Word count - 5k

A/n - My first Tumblr post, I’m sweating. I hope you all like it! I’ve never written drunk speech before, so sorry if it isn’t great!

{Part 2}

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Everything had been going so well with Kuroo lately, you had been dating since senior year in high school and 5 years later your relationship was perfect. You had gone through a rough patch one year ago, Kuroo had been distant and disinterested in you, no matter how hard you tried. Driving home early from work, the heartache of those rough days flashed through your mind...

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You looked at yourself in the mirror anxiously as you held your satin dressing gown open. Black, lacey lingerie adorned your body and surprisingly... you felt good. Dare you say, you felt sexy. Kuroo hadn't touched you in nearly two months, blaming it on how tired he was from work, but you couldn't help but think he just wasn't attracted to you anymore.

With any long-term relationship came comfort. You had gotten lax with your appearance, you didn't do your makeup at home, stayed in your pyjamas during your days off, didn't shave as frequently as you probably should have... But as you stared at yourself in the mirror, a smile crept onto your lips. You had done your hair, your makeup, your skin was smooth and soft and this brand new underwear was exactly the style you knew Kuroo liked.

Re-tying your silky smooth, thigh length dressing gown, you made your way to the kitchen as you continued to make Kuroos favourite dinner. You inhaled deeply, taking in the smell of the delicious dish as it neared the sweet spot of being perfectly cooked.

Keys jingled in the door and your heart thumped with excitement as you raced over to see your boyfriend, who sighed as he kicked his shoes off at the front door and hung up his coat, not even giving you a second glance.

"Hey, baby, how was work?" You ask sweetly, now fiddling with the long sleeves of your dressing gown nervously. Already, his reaction wasn't as you hoped, but you silenced those thoughts and convinced yourself that your expectations had been unrealistically high.

"Long." He huffed, grazing your waist with his hand to brush past you, butterflies forming in your stomach. That was something, a smile crept onto your face as you followed him into the living room. He hadn't touched you beyond what felt like an obligatory kiss on the cheek before work, so this was surely a good sign.

"I'm making your favourite, grilled salted mackerel pike." You beamed at him, hoping for some kind of enthusiasm.

"I'm not really hungry." He brushed you off. Immediately, your smile faded.

"Did you already eat or-?" You questioned and he let out an irritated sigh.

"Can you please not do this now?" He replied in an exasperated tone. Your chest tightened.

"Do what?" You asked, already considering giving up any plans you had of intimacy tonight.

"Start nagging me as soon as I get home. I've literally just walked through the door and you're qiving me a hard time." He was tense as he lay back on the couch, waving his hand in annoyance.

"I just want to know why you're not hungry, Tetsu. I'm not questioning you, but if you're not going to eat the food I've been preparing I want to know why, so did you already eat?" You asked, your voice trembled a bit nearer the end of your sentence as your emotions came bubbling up. All the excitement you had felt just moments before he got home had turned to disappointment, embarassment and anger.

"I'm just gonna go to bed." He announced as he stood up from the couch, but you blocked him from retreating away as you moved in front of him.

"No, Tetsu, please, just fucking speak to me. Is it me? Do you not love me anymore?" You pleaded, tears welling in your eyes.

"Y/n, move out of my way, you're being ridiculous." He frowned, still not even looking at you.

"I'm ridiculous?" You scoffed. "Tetsu, I asked you one reasonable question and you're acting like I'm cross examining you like a criminal!" You couldn't hold back your tears as they ran down your face. A small part of you hoped he'd see how much he was hurting you, but he either didn't notice or didn't care.

"And I told you, I'm fucking tired from work! They've got me working overtime most days, I came home early today because you begged me for days to be here but nothing is ever fucking good enough for you, is it!?" He raised his voice at you, something he never really did, but at least he was actually looking at you now. Watching the makeup you spent ages perfecting run down your face.

"Can you not hear yourself? I've had to beg you for DAYS to come home, not early Tetsu, just on time! This is the time you're supposed to be home everyday! All I wanted was to have a nice dinner with you, to spend time with you and I was even hoping you'd be able to be around me long enough to actually fuck me, but that's clearly not happening, is it?" You hoped he would understand now, hoped he could see how desperate you were just to be around him, to hear him laugh, to enjoy his company. But your heart shattered when his only response was an exasperated eye roll. "You know what... I'm going to stay with my parents tonight. Fuck you." You spat your words at him like venom. Moving out of his way to go to the bedroom.

As soon as the door was shut you burst into tears as your breathing became erratic and shallow while you stuffed some clothes into a backpack. When you caught a glimpse of yourself in the mirror you only hurt your own feelings, seeing the mascara and eyeliner leaving a black trail down your face, your lipstick now smudged from your crying. Of course he didn't find you attractive anymore.

You furiously wiped it all away with the makeup wipes in your drawers until you could see the natural redness of your skin from crying. Your cheeks and nose practically glowing, the whites of your eyes stained red and your eyelashes clumped together and wet. You ripped off your dressing gown and the stupidly expensive lingerie set, putting on a more comfortable and casual outfit.

Once you were sorted you opened the bedroom door, walking through the living room and towards the front door. Here you were, a crying, shaking, blubbering mess, but when you looked over your shoulder at your boyfriend, he was just sitting on the couch watching TV completely unbothered. He didn't look at you, or ask you to stay or make any kind of effort. That's what hurt the most. You slammed the front door closed just as your nose began to pick up hints of a dinner that was now burnt.

*

You shook the memory of that day from your mind as you pulled up to the house. That was the past, and it wasn't like that anymore. Kuroo had managed to convince you to come back, promised he would try harder, promised to be more considerate of your feelings. So far, he had lived up to those promises. Now, you had plans to do something nice for him as an early anniversary present. You had come home from work early with his favourite takeout in hand, as well as a neatly wrapped rolex watch that he had casually mentioned liking a few months ago.

An unsettling feeling churned in your stomach as you stepped out of the car, takeout in one hand and present in your pocket. You took your keys out to unlock the front door, your brow furrowing when you realised it was never locked. Kuroo had left for work before you, and you definitely remember locking it.

When you stepped inside the house the feeling in your stomach intensified, before you could even take off your shoes you noticed Kuroos smart work shoes at the door, along with a pair of kitten heels. Not yours. Your stomach churned and chest tightened as you dropped the takeout on the floor, your legs working on autopilot as you made your way to the bedroom.

An all too familiar sound got louder and louder the closer you got. Skin slapping against skin, a woman's high pitched moaning and Kuroos moans. Your hands shook as you reached for the doorhandle.

"Ngh - Tetsu, fuck," You could feel your heart being physically torn in two at this strangers mention of your boyfriends name, but that was nothing compared to what came next "tell me I'm better than her, Tetsu, who's pussy do you love?" Your hand froze, you weren't sure why but you needed to hear his answer. There was a brief hesitation from him and you actually felt... Hopeful?

"Yours, baby, I love fucking your pussy." Your lip quivered as tears filled your eyes. Your hand finally touching the cool metal of the door handle and clicking it open, the door being pushed forward to reveal the scene in front of you.

A woman you had never seen before on her hands and knees, your raven haired boyfriend furiously rutting his hips against hers with desperation. It only took a second for him to notice you standing in the doorway, immediately he pulled out of her, pulling the blanket on the bed to cover his erection.

"Y/n, wait! Please, its not what it looks like!" He called out to you as you made your way to the front door. You could hear his quick footsteps coming up behind you, your body spinning around when he grabbed your wrist.

"Don't fucking touch me!" You shouted at him, ripping your arm out of his grasp.

"Okay, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, please just listen-" He began raising his hand up in surrender, he was completely naked and holding his work t-shirt to cover himself up.

"Shut the fuck up you piece of shit, I don't want to hear a single fucking thing from you. I'm fucking done." You say, trembling from rage as you back away from him.

"I know, just let me explain, please." He begged, but you had turned around and were opening the front door. That was until he slammed it shut in front of you, his hand reaching above your head to keep it closed. "You're not leaving, let's just talk about this!" He pleaded, his voice trembling as if he was about to cry. You whipped your head around to shoot him a nasty glare.

"You want to explain? Okay, okay, how long have you been fucking that whore?" You question, folding your arms across your chest, making sure not to touch him.

"Y/n, come on-"

"No, you insisted on explaining. Apparently you're not letting me leave until I hear your fucking explanation, so go ahead. Explain to me how long you've been fucking her." Your harsh gaze dared him to lie, and a silence fell between you two as you stared at him expectantly.

"Just over a year." He admitted, your lips thinned into a line as you nodded your head in disbelief, all the times he had sex with you between now and then flashed in your mind as you realised he had probably had sex with her and that same day come home to fuck you. His hands that so lovingly caressed every part of your body had been touching hers too. His lips that gave you such passionate kisses and told you how much he loved you did the same to her. Nausea swirled in your throat.

"I'm gonna be sick." You said, leaning forward slightly as your stomach tightened. Kuroo moved to rub your back, something that would have been comforting in any other circumstance. "I told you not to fucking touch me!" You screamed at him, slapping his hand away from you. You breathed in quick, deep breaths as you stared at him with pure hatred. He met your gaze with a pathetic look, apologetic and tearful.

"Please, I can fix this, I promise." He pleaded. "I don't want to lose you."

"No, you can't fix this. You disgust me. Looking at you makes me feel disgusted, you're making me want to throw up. I never want to see you ever again." Your voice was shaky but firm. You meant every single word. You turned to open the front door again and this time he didn't stop you before you slammed it behind you. When you opened it again he was still standing there and gave you a surprised and hopeful look, tears running down his face. "Happy early anniversay." You spat, taking the small wrapped up box that protected the expensive watch out of your pocket and launching it at him before slamming the door again.

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Two weeks had passed since your very messy breakup with Kuroo. He had moved all of his stuff out of the house, rent wise the timing was actually perfect as your contract was up in the next few days. You had packed away most of your things in preparation of moving to somewhere cheaper, so your house looked depressingly empty.

Kuroo had tried to contact you on a few different apps, but you simply blocked him on everything. You hadn't left the house for those two weeks, ordering groceries online to be delivered directly to you. You hadn't been looking after yourself at all really, you had showered for the first time since your breakup just that morning. With the TV packed away, there was nothing for you to do but lay on the couch, staring out the closed window.

Four gentle knocks sounded at the front door, but you weren't expecting any deliveries so you didn't move a muscle to answer it. However, when the knocks got harder just a moment later it brought a frown to your face as you stumbled to your feet, dragging yourself over to answer it. Your frown faded and turned to a look of surprise when you opened the door to see Kuroos childhood best friend - and one of your closest friends - looking back at you.

"K-kenma, what are you doing here?" You ask suspiciously, peering outside to see if Kuroo was around.

"I came to check on you." He answered. "Kuroo isn't with me, if that's who you're looking for." He said quietly.

"Sorry..." You apologised for your behaviour. "Uh, come in." You opened the door wider for him, beckoning him inside.

"Thanks... So, how are you doing?" He questioned, glancing around at the nearly empty house, only the absolute bare essentials remaining such as the couch, fridge, microwave and so on.

"What are you doing here, Kenma?" You ask bluntly as you ignored his question, it didn't sound rude more like you were tired. He stopped in the living room, eyeing the blanket and pillow that was on the couch.

"I came to give you this," He said, pulling a small box out of his jacket pocket and handing it out to me. It immediately reminded me of the box I had thrown at Kuroo "and to, you know, make sure you're okay." He added once you had taken it from his hands, scratching the back of his neck.

"What's this for?" You question, looking down at the gift and then back up at him.

"Do you not know?" He questioned, his head tilting slightly. "It's your birthday." He pointed out, you furrowed your brows, pulling your phone out to try and click it on, only to see it was out of battery. You let out a sigh, deciding to believe him.

"Well, since it's my birthday," You began, gently placing the box on the kitchen counter, opening one of the cupboards and taking out a bottle of wine "do you want to have a drink with me?" You asked with a small smile, but Kenma knew that it wasn't your usual smile.

"Uh, yeah I guess so. Just one though." Kenma agreed reluctantly, eyeing the gift you had put down without even opening before walking over to the couch with you, the bottle and two plastic cups in your hand.

"I don't think I've ever seen you drink, you know." You chuckled as you sit on the couch, moving the blanket out of his way for him to sit next to you.

"I don't really drink." He answered, watching with intimidated eyes as you fill his plastic cup to the top.

"Well, aren't I lucky to see it then?" You laugh again before you began to drink from you cup, Kenma watching and following suit, but you don't miss the contortion of his face at the taste. "Yeah, I've never been a big fan of wine myself..." You admit, glancing at your cup before drinking some more.

"Are you... sleeping on the couch?" He asks cautiously, looking at the pillow beside your hips.

"Yep." You reply honestly. "I can't... sleep in the bed." You admit, more solemnly.

"Why's that?" He asked, taking another polite sip from his cup.

"Kuroo didn't tell you? I guess that's not surprising... Well, when I caught him cheating on me it was in our- my, bed." You explain to him.

"Shit..." He said quietly, you nod in agreement.

"Shit indeed..." You slug back the remainder of your drink before filling up your cup again, feeling your cheeks warm up as the buzz of alcohol floated around your mind. "Walked right in on him fucking her from behind." You confess, probably, no, definitely oversharing. "I never really cared for that position, but Kuroo always liked it I guess." You glance at Kenma as he finishes his drink, slugging it back like you did yours.

"Well, Kuroo is an idiot." Kenma replies as he looks at his empty cup, you pick up the bottle to pour him some more but he's hesitant "I should probably get going." Your eyes dull a bit when he says that.

"Oh, sure." You begin, the disappointment in your voice evident, and you made no attempt to hide it. "Well, thanks for coming to see me. And for the gift." You add, only remembering it again now but still not making any moves to go open it. Kenma noticed your sad tone and expression and gave a small sigh.

"Okay, I'll stay for one more drink." He caved, emphasising the 'one' as he held his cup out to you. You gave him a thankful smile and filled it up again, watching him grimace at the taste, which encouraged you to take another gulp of your own.

"So, wh'ts up with you Kema?" You slurred slightly, feeling too lazy to fully pronounce every word. Kenma shrugged in response, only now was his tense body starting to relax.

"Nothin'." He brushed off your question, his own buzz now blurring into the tipsy territory as his cheeks began to redden.

"Awh c'm on, no girls yer seeing?" You asked, and he shook his head no.

"Dated a lil', didn' like any of 'em." He confessed.

"'M sure you'll find a great girl soon." You encouraged him, putting your hand on his shoulder to comfort him, it lingered there a bit longer than it should have and he noticed. He looked over at you but thats when you removed your hand and looked away, finishing off this drink too.

Kenma ended up staying for a few more than two drinks, the two of you reminiscing over high school and college. Well, it was mostly you talking and Kenma listening.

"Yer drunk." You giggled at Kenma. "C'mon," You stumbled to your feet, wobbling a bit before regaining your balance and grabbing his two hands to pull him up "ya c'n schleep in m'bed." He brought himself to his feet, allowing you to drag him to your bedroom. As soon as you opened the door you shuddered, remember what had happened in here. Everything but the bed had already been packed away, so it looked cold and empty.

Kenma flopped onto the bed, lying on his back as his honey coloured eyes watched you. "G'night." You mumbled, turning to leave, but you were spun back around by a grip on your wrist yanking you over until you fell directly on top of him. "K'ma, wht're yo-" You couldn't even finish your slurred sentence before his lips against yours shut you up.

You didn't kiss him back straight away, shocked by his liquid courage, but honestly... being wanted like this felt good. When you did kiss him back, he seemed surprised, more surprised than you had been at his initial kiss, but you shrugged it off, tpo drunk to care.

Without stopping the kiss you moved one of your knees on each side of his legs to straddle him, brushing your hands under his coat to slide it off. You lowered your hips ever so slightly, grinding against him to feel the bulge in his jeans which worked a low moan out of your throat and directly down his.

His hands, which had started on your waist, slid under the hoodie you wore and began to work their way up your body until they felt the material of your bra. Taking the chance to deepen the kiss, Kenma did just that while he reached around and unclasped the obstacle, paving the way for you to snatch your bra off from under your hoodie.

You broke the kiss for just a moment when you felt his surprisingly rough hands cup your tits, squeezing them gently as he ran his thumb over your budding nipples. You continued to moan into him before your hands wandered down to his belt, fumbling to unbuckle it in your current state. Eventually though, you managed to pulled it out of the belt loops of his pants and began to undo the button and zip of his jeans.

"Want you t'fuck me." You whispered against his lips, feeling his dick twitch beneath you at the words. You smiled as you hooked your fingers beneath his boxers and pulled them down a bit, his cock springing free before you lifted your body to take off the shorts you had been wearing.

His moan when you grabbed his base was low and guttural, his grip on your tits increased for a second and made you squeal on surprise. You positioned yourself on top of his tip, rubbing your entrance a few times.

"Yer so wet already." Kenma hummed, but was silenced when you slowly sank down on him. He let out a quiet gasp as his head bullied its way through your velvety walls, a moan slipping past your lips. He was bigger than you thought he would be, considering his height, probably around 6.5 inches and quite thick. Kuroo was bigger, but not quite so girthy.

"Yer too thick," You huffed, stopping your descent before he bottomed out, struggling a bit with his size.

"Look a'me," Kenma cooed, placing one of his hands on your chin and lifting your head to meet his lidded gaze "wanna see yer face." His tone was encouraging, if you hadn't been so drunk you might have noticed the affection concealed within it.

His hands moved down to your hips, slowly sinking you further and further onto him. You both maintained eye contact as your mouth fell open and your brows turned up at the feeling of him forcing himself in. With a quiet squeal your hips finally met his, neither of you breaking the obscenely intimate eye contact. "Been wantin' t'see that face fer s'long." Kenma confessed.

You couldn't think about the weight of those words as your mind focused on the feeling of how he stretching you out, your body moulding to suit him perfectly as you began to rock back and forward on his dick, the pressure you felt in your lower stomach of his tip hitting your cervix combined with your own movements was incredible. Kenma seemed perfectly content to watch as you used him to get off, but even so, he slid his hand between your bodies to start rubbing your clit.

"Fuck, plese, jus' like that," You moaned, Kenma did as he was told while he also began to kiss your neck, leaving sloppy markings in his path. "I'm gunna..." Your voice was shaky as the coil in your stomach tightened and tightened until it eventually snapped, your muscles all tensing and releasing, your toes curling as you grabbed fistfuls of his shirt, all while you creamed his dick. He let out a trembling moan as your walls tightened around him to the point of it almost being painful.

He didn't give you a moment to rest before he began to thrust into you, lifting you and bringing you back down in sync with his own movements. Your sensitive cunt trembling as he rutted into you like a bitch in heat, absolutely desperate for his own release.

"Lemme see yer tits." He breathed, it took a second for you to register what he said, but you found yourself obeying his demand as you lifted your hoodie over your head, giving him a perfect view of your tits bouncing in his face as you rode him. He slowed down for just a second before resmuing his previous pace so that he could encompass one of your nipples in his mouth, his tongue pressing and flicking the sensitive bud. You wrapped your arms around his head for support, resting them on his shoulders while gripping his soft hair as he continued to use you.

"M'gunna," He hissed, his thrusts becoming sloppy and only now did he free your nipple from his mouth.

"Inside, plese, want you inside." You promptly cut him off, the words alone were enough to send him over the edge as he buried himself deep inside of you, hot ropes of cum filling you up until it began to spill out from the sides.

You both breathed each other in heavily, the fatigue and sleepiness from alcohol forcing its way to the front of your brain now that your base desire had been satisfied. You drunkenly cleaned yourselves up before collapsing into the bed together, a few forgotten words shared between the two of you.

What you weren't expecting was to feel Kenma wrap one arm around your waist and pull you towards him, the other hand he used to gently play with your hair, resting his chin on the top of your head. Tears threatened to fall from your eyes as you basked in the affectionate embrace, remembering all the times Kuroo had held you in a similar way. You shut your eyes and pressed your body closer to his, the two of you drifting off to sleep together.

"I love you." Kenma admitted in little more than a whisper, under the false assumption that you were asleep. Your eyes shot open but your body didn't move. Did you hear that right? He definitely said that. He probably didn't mean it though, he was drunk, everyone says stupid stuff when they're drunk. You couldnt shake the feeling that suddenly hit you like a ten tonne truck.

Regret.

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Morning came, the sun shining through the curtainless windows which stirred Kenma from his sleep, blinking himself awake. He winced at the feeling of a throbbing headache, taking in his unfamiliar surroundings. That's when he remembered the events of last night. A small smile crept onto his face, but it soon disappeared when he looked beside him, expecting to see your sleeping form, but was met with an empty bed.

"Y/n," He called out with a yawn as he stretched and exited the bedroom. Silence. He walked into the living room, half expecting to see you sleeping on the couch, but you were still no where to be found. What did catch his eye was the opened present he had gotten for you, and the hand written note below it. Immediately he felt his heart drop as he approached, picking up the note to read it.

Kenma,

Last night was a lot of fun, not that I remember much of it that was a lie, but I'm grateful you came over. Sorry for being such a mess, it was pretty embarassing so can we pretend like this didn't happen? I opened your present, I can't believe you remembered that from high school. You already made me feel much better by coming to see me, so I can't accept it, I'm sorry. Give it to your next girlfriend, she'll love it (if she has good taste!)

- Y/n x

Kenma flipped the letter over, unsurprised that nothing was written on the back. He let out a sigh and put it back on the counter, picking up the small gift box and flicking the lid open to showcase a beautiful cherry blossom necklace with a gemstone centre on a silver chain.

You remembered it immediately from the time you, Kuroo and Kenma had been out shopping over the weekend during high school. You noticed it in the window of a jewellery shop, dropping hints to Kuroo that you loved it. However, nothing came of those hints. Kenma, on the other hand, had not only remembered that from all those years ago but also bought it for you. You couldn't remember the exact price, but you knew it was expensive, which was also part of the reason why you couldn't accept it from him.

Kenma examined the necklace, a frown crossing his face before he shut the lid again. For you, last night had been a drunken mistake, and while it was far from what he had imagined your first time together being like, it was the culmination of years worth of pining and love for him. You had never been just a friend to him, and he had never been anything more to you.

Sometimes, it's just not meant to be.

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Things I might turn into full fics later Pt. 1

Secret Agent! Kuroo x Dispatcher! Reader

So, this, uh, somehow, uh, like, quintupled in length from my original note, I don’t know how, but I guess my fingers slipped? Oops?

|| Part 1 || Part 2 || Part 3 ||

Kuroo, Bokuto and Iwaizumi are Team 1

You, Akaashi and Oikawa are their dispatchers, respectively

The six of you share a communication channel, but you have a separate one with Kuroo similar to how Akaashi and Bokuto have one, and Oikawa and Iwaizumi have one

Kuroo always teases you through your comms even when the others are listening. You never fail to say something snarky back to him or completely ignore him altogether—

“If I return successfully on this mission, will you give me a welcome back kiss as a reward, Y/N-chan?”

“Tch, as if.”

“Argh, get a room, you two lovebirds, you have a separate channel you know.” Cue Oikawa fake gagging.

– but he always somehow gets sweeter and more sensual when talking on your private channel:

It's super late into the night. Akaashi and Oikawa have gone to sleep and you're borderline dozing off. Your chair is fully reclined and your feet are propped up on the desk.

“Y/N? You still there, sweet?”

You jerk up, your chair almost folding you in half with how fast you tried to straighten it.

Hands flying to the keyboard, looking at each screen you have of their info, vitals, location, supplies, etc., “Yeah? Yeah, what do you need? Are you guys okay?” you make sure everything is still green

“Yeah, we’re good, I just wanted to hear your voice, Kitten.”

Kuroo was always a little more straightforward when it was late at night.

You hum and the heat travels to your cheeks as you recline

You can see him through the CCTV cameras Akaashi got into.

“Talk to me, Y/N-chan… So I don’t fall asleep on these snoring fools.” He chuckles and you see him crossing his hand across his chest.

His voice was much softer than his usual strong and commanding one, but it was nice in your ears, so you closed your eyes and took a breath

“Hmm,” You lean back into your chair, “Did I ever tell you how much I hated you—”

“—I think you say that every day. In fact, sweetheart, at this point, I think you mean I love you.”

You sputter out a disbelieving laugh, “I was going to say how much I hated you for always somehow being higher in rank than me!” You try to defend, “Always beating me by a few points even though I gave my 110 per cent!” your voice slowly rose as you finished the sentence.

Akaashi turns in his temporary futon on the floor between yours and Oikawa’s

Your hand whips to your mouth, but luckily, he’s still fast asleep and Oikawa’s sleeping like a log, sheets ruffled and tangled all sorts of ways around his legs.

“Well, it’s what I like about you.”

You frown, “What? That I can never surpass you?”

You hear his deep but soft rumble of a laugh, “No, sweetheart, the fact that you always give it your all. It’s why I put my full trust in you as my partner behind the scenes. Speaking of which, why did you apply as a dispatcher, anyway? You definitely had the points and the commendations to be out here with me, Kitten.”

“Please, we’d be at each other’s throats if I was out there with you.” You reply without thought, but then mumble into your hand, “Who else was going to watch your back.”

“What was—” static cuts him off

Then a sharp ring in your ear has you whipping the earpieces out of your ears and bouncing on the desk where they eventually roll off to the floor

Even though he teases you so much, you can’t help but worry when you suddenly lose contact with him

“Kuroo? Hey! Do you read me?” All the text on your screen starts turning orange, red and flashing, “Kuroo!”

You shake Akaashi awake and throw a stress ball at Oikawa’s head but eventually have to kick him awake, “Hey, hey, wake up, we’ve lost them, get Ki-chan, Kenma and Kunimi-kun.”

Oikawa’s up and almost sliding the door off of its hinges to get them

Kiyoko-chan, Kenma and Kunimi-kun are assigned to the Intelligence team

they start working on why you’ve lost contact with them, hair all messy from just waking up and eyes half-lidded with sleep

It’s been a full five days since you lost contact. They weren’t even meant to be out there for longer than two days.

Before they left, you optimised their supplies so they wouldn’t be slowed down by the weight.

You know for sure that they’ve probably burned through it by now.

You were just about ready to barge up to the big bosses’ room, pretty much ready to gear up and go out there yourself. More than qualified to do so, too.

Akaashi was holding you back mumbling all sorts of arguments trying to convince you to stay put.

“Y/N! Where’s Y/N?!” Kenma’s voice echoes through the hallways, “Comms are back on! We’ve got contact!”

You’re rushing to your dispatcher’s room in no time and stuffing the earpiece in, “Kuroo!”

It’s not Kuroo’s voice that goes through, it’s Iwaizumi's.

“L/N-chan, we’re still looking for him, we got separated.”

“What? What do you mean ‘You’re still looking’? You mean he’s been gone for… how long?”

“A couple of hours after we lost contact, we got split up. We have his earpiece, it’s how I’m talking to you, mine was smashed to pieces.”

“Find him, find him, you need to find him!” you plead.

You jump when you feel a hand on your shoulder and meet Oikawa’s eyes, “L/N-chi, they’re doing the best their can, let’s do our best here too, okay? Breathe, Chibi-chan.”

You suck a deep breath, close your eyes, and then exhale, “Yeah, yeah.” You say and press the button to speak with Iwaizumi, “Sorry, Iwa-kun… Oikawa and I can check all the cameras and check the data in all of your black boxes. In the meantime, update Akaashi on your supplies, find water, and…stay safe… Find him...please.” Your voice breaks as you plead to him.

“Bokuto-san and I will do everything we can, L/N-chan.”

For the next couple of hours, you’re all cooped up in the dispatch room, tracing their movement, hypothesising where Kuroo might have gone, you map out the area knowing that he’d have gone to find water at some point.

It was a few hours later that you hear Bokuto yelling into the microphone, “We found him! Kuroo! Over here.”

You couldn’t even let out a breath before he’s saying something that makes your stomach drop to the floor

“Oh my God, Kuroo! Iwa-chan, we need your med kit! Quick! Kuroo, hey, stay with me.”

“Bo, Iwa-kun, what’s going on?” you plead.

“L/N-chan, I’m giving the headset to Kuroo, keep talking to him, keep him awake.”

You hear some shuffling and then a spluttering cough, “Keep the pressure, Bokuto! Here…gauze, bandage!”

You blink, stuttering out your breaths, he’s bleeding somewhere, you deduce, if he’s coughing up blood, chest wound? Internal bleeding?

“Ki—urgh—Kitten?” He heaves.

“Yeah, yeah,” You fix the small devices in your ear, “I’m here, I’m here. You need to stay awake, Kuroo.”

He only hums in response.

“Kuroo, you—you idiot! What were you thinking, what happened? I… I hate you, you know..”

He lets out a chuckle but then winces

“Y/N-chan, I’ve got visual!” Oikawa shouts and pushes the screen to you. You can hear Akaashi dispatching Team 2 (Daichi, Ushijima and Atsumu – weirdest combo you’ve seen, but somehow, they work well)

You see Bokuto and Iwaizumi hunched over Kuroo, they’ve got gauze, bandages and even Bokuto’s shirt pressed onto his right side and chest.

It’s soaked red.

Keep talking to him, keep him awake. Iwaizumi’s words bounce around in your head.

What do I talk about? What do I say? Usually, he’s the one talking, I… I only ever give instructions, Kuroo, Kuroo, what do I do to keep you awake?

“I…Kuroo, I… What’s, uh, your favourite colour?”

You hear him breathing heavily into the headset and faintly hear Bokuto and Iwaizumi working in the background. Your eyes are set on his figure on the screen, his chest is barely moving, and his eyes are half-lidded.

“Pink. Red. Or something.”

Your brows furrow, “Pink?”

“Yeah,” he coughs again, and you see blood splutter from his lips.

Red. Bright red. Even on his black uniform.

“Yeah, yeah, whatever colour you blush –urk—is my favourite colour.”

You collapse on your knees to the floor. “I…I really do hate you.” You shake your head. Even as he’s in a situation like this, he’s teasing you. Even in a situation like this, he’s thinking about you.

“I love you, too, Kitten.” You see him close his eyes and smile.

You don’t even recognise what he said, too on edge, especially when you see he’s paling quickly.

“Oi! Kuroo!” You stand up, pulling the screen closer to you, “Open your eyes! Please!”

“I’m not going anywhere, Kitten. Not until I get that welcome back kiss from you.” He breathes out a chuckle

Team 2’s entering the camera’s view and Daichi pulls out another med kit, water bottle and IV bag. Expertly, he’s fixing the bandages and inserting a cannula into the crook of Kuroo’s elbow. He attaches the tubing to the bag and hands it to Bokuto who holds it up.

Ushijima and Iwaizumi have unfolded a stretcher turning Kuroo one way and then the other to slide it under him without having to lift him

Soon after, they’re making their way out and your fingers are flying on the keyboard trying to follow their movement through the CCTV cameras.

“L/N-chan…L/N? Hey…”

You don’t stop even though you hear Oikawa calling for you.

Not until Oikawa swivels your chair to face him, “Hey…L/N-chan, it’s okay. I can take over from here.”

“No, no, He—”

“—He’s safe, Chibi-chan.” Oikawa reassures.

Akaashi comes up to you and places a tentative hand on your head, “You need to rest; you’ve been awake all day and all night.”

Oikawa nods, “Mmm, we can take over from here.”

“But I—"

“You trust us, don’t you? I promise you; I’ll make sure he comes back home to you, L/N-san.”

You nod and Akaashi leads you to your futon on the floor and tucks you in.

Before he stands up to get back to his chair, you take hold of his wrist, “Promise me, you’ll wake me when he gets here.”

When you wake up, there’s no one else in the room. Your head is heavy and pounding, but you sit up, with a hand at your temples

As you do, the door slides open.

You look up and see Akaashi with a food tray, “Oh, perfect, you’re awake, L/N-san.”

You blink up at him. Akaashi… 

Kuroo!

“Kuroo-san’s recovering if you’re wondering.” He sets the tray down on the floor next to you, “He’s in the infirmary. Stable, but still sleeping.”

You flick the covers from your body and move to get up, but you’re stopped by Akaashi.

“L/N-san, it’s okay. Eat first.”

“I need to go see him.”

“Eat first, he’s not going anywhere, he’s safe. You need to take care of yourself, too, L/N-san. For Kuroo’s sake, as well.”

You clench your hands and as if seeing your inner turmoil, he sighs and picks up the tray and walks to the door.

Your brows are pinched as he stops in the threshold to look at you, “You coming? You can eat in Kuroo-san’s room in the infirmary.”

When you get to his room, you see him you see him in a seated position on the hospital bed

If you hadn’t known what happened, you would’ve thought he was simply asleep.

“I’ll set your food here, L/N-san.”

You turn to Akaashi as he exits, “Thank you, Akaashi-kun. Really.”

He offers the smallest of smiles and nods before closing the door behind him.

You turn back to Kuroo, taking a few steps forwards to take one of his hands in both of yours.

There are small cuts on his hand that you run your thumbs over.

“Kuroo.” You whimper and your vision is blurring over with tears, “Kuroo, Kuroo, Kuroo.”

As if hearing you call, Kuroo’s eyes flutter open

You don’t see through the tears, but you feel him squeeze your fingers.

“Hey there, sweet.” He rasps.

Your head whips up to his face, “Kuroo! Kuroo…” you pull his hand up so that his fingers are touching your forehead.

He says something that you can’t hear

“Huh?”

“Come here.” He says a little louder. You shuffle closer to him, and he releases his hand to cup your cheek

“What do you need?” you ask him.

“Can I…”

“Hmm?”

“Can I have my welcome home kiss, now?”

You pull away and you see him with a small smile, “Idiot! How can you joke in a time like this?” You slap his shoulder, and he winces.

“Ah, sorry, sorry,” You cover the area with your hand, “I…” then you grab his hand again, holding back your tears, “I almost lost you, Kuroo. Hahhhh,” You look up at the ceiling to stop the tears from flowing, “I hate you. I hate how much you affect me.”

When you look at him again, he’s already looking at you with the softest of smiles. You quirk your lips and then lean in to press your lips to his.

“Welcome home, baka. Don’t do that again.”

As you go to pull away, you feel his hand at the back of your neck, pulling you back to him, “I’m home.” He says and then pecks your lips once more.

I had a lot of fun writing this. I really didn't intend for it to be this long hahaha, but I hope you liked it :3.

As the title says, If you guys want and if I'm feeling it, I might turn it into a full one-shot (Or even a mini-series with how long it ended up)

Anyways, have a good day!

This is Seven, signing off :)

|| Part 1 || Part 2 || Part 3 ||

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[noonajoe]

His Long-Distance Birthday Gift for You (Kuroo Tetsurou x Reader)

“Because of a business trip, that doesn’t mean I have to forget my girlfriend’s birthday, right?”

Word Count: 843

©noonajoe (Published on 22 March 2023 - 13:58 Bangkok Time) this story is not going to be sold, modified, or translated in any manner.

*phone call from Kuroo*

“Tetsu…?”

“Hi Kitten”

“What’s wrong? It’s 10, don’t you have to meet with your clients tomorrow?”

“I know, but that doesn’t mean I have to forget my girlfriend’s birthday?”

“Oh… Oh yeah!”

“Don’t tell me you forgot again”

“Uh, no-no. I mean, I just half-asleep in the living room watching TV, so… Yeah, I remember”

“Heh, is that so… Can I turn on a video call?”

“Wait, my face is really in mess-”

“It’s ok. It’s not like I never saw your bare face. I make it quick, I have something for you but I need to turn the video call”

“Uh. okay…”

*turning on video*

“Okay, I want you to go to my wardrobe”

*walks into their shared bedroom while carrying the phone with video call turned on*

“Okay, see that box on the bottom in a drawer? Get that box on the bed, hon”

“Okay, wait, it’s pretty heavy”

*carrying the medium-sized box into their bed*

“Okay, first. I just want to tell you, happy birthday, hon, sorry I don’t have cakes right now because of our long-distance whereabouts. I want you to open this gift box, but don’t turn off the video, okay? I just want to see your face opening the box”

*Open the box, it contains:*

[A paper written in colored markers and Kuroo’s doodles:]

Dear Kitten,This is my first surprise gift for you, I hope it’s not cheesy

“Happy birthday to my most strong-independent-sometimes stubborn but lovely partner, people said I’m too unrealistic but I do realize I could not pass every challenge in my life for the past 4 years without you. I could say every day is tiring but you always welcomed me. I have 4 gifts inside, I hope you understand each gift’s essential meaning"

*Long Goose Pillow* "I know your anxieties still occur for the past year and it’s worsened when I’m not with you because business trip. Yet, you always never told me:( I know you don’t want me worrying you but still, I know everything even if you don’t tell me ok. This goose pillow is really soft and squishy so I hope you have a good sleep hugging this if I’m not around."

*2 Packages of Miniature Lego* "I’ve talked to some physiologists and Akaashi (Akaashi is a doctor here), actually, lego helps avoid overthinking. Lego also trains your focus, I hope this can reduce your night habit of overthinking or crying. I can estimate if you slowly complete this two it’ll be done in 2 weeks. Just don’t finish it too fast, you’ll get a headache! :<"

*Ipad* "You always use your laptop to hear lofi or lullaby songs to help your anxieties. This iPad has the same features, and the sound system is good as well. Why I didn’t buy you a speaker, because I hope you can also watch movies with this. Sometimes when I suggest you buy Ipad refused because it’s too expensive, yet I want you to feel comfortable watching movies with this effective device rather than watching on your laptop. Plus I already installed nfix and hb*. Don’t feel bothered because I already subscribed to those for you. Don’t dare you pay me back."

*Bunny Lantern* "You know what I always got scared when you always use that dim desk light of yours when we slept. I mean, it’s too dim and sometimes the light turns off when I woke up I almost panicked myself because I thought I’m going blind all sudden. This bunny lantern also have an orange light on it, those lamp can help you through your sleep too. Even if you woke up at night when you see the lamp, hopefully, you can go sleep easily after."

*Wrist strap lanyard with a small picture of both of you* "I know it’s really cheesy but I really want you to have this in your working bag. I really don’t like that boy names (random names) that have been chatted to you each night! He got the lesson when I met him at that time. Plus if you look closer it also contains my number so if there’s something going on people will recognize me as your ‘partner’. Other men will get off you quickly when they saw this keychain."

[Last, a piece of paper glued in the bottom of the box:]

This is my first time not having your birthday on-site. I hope my gifts can at least cover your longing, I also write this by myself. No google translate or help from google sites! The gifts may replaceable but my love is more than this, okay?&lt;3 Your only man, Kuroo Tetsuroo

You literally cried and laugh at the same time because you read each of his messages in the box. You also cried because you don’t know Kuroo has been prepared for this before his business trip, it's a really sweet side of him.

He sees you crying, wiping your tears while unboxing each of gifts.“Oh my, I wish I can hug you right now" he sighed, his smile indicating that he was glad that he prepared this before his 2 weeks business trip.

He asked, "Are you happy? Are my messages too cheesy?”

“No! I’m happy, it’s my first time to have this sort of gift, you know?”

“That’s good then. I’ll see you next 3 days and you can have birthday cuddles, okay? Love you"

“Yes, thank you so much, Tetsu… I love you too”

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[lsk3nn3dys]

Lifeguard!Tetsurou Kuroo x Lifeguard!Fem!Reader

This is for @ickyism's Tropical Kiss Summer Collab!

Thank you for allowing me to be a part of this collab!!

Thank you, @da1ryqveen, for beta-reading!!

Word Count: 2.1k

Warnings: pet names (pretty girl, baby, princess, baby girl), cowgirl position, cumming inside, oral sex (f!receiving), vaginal fingering, multiple orgasms, finger sucking, and missionary position

“Hey, you’re late again,” Kuroo says as you open the gate to the pool. You raise your sunglasses to rest on the top of your head.

“Sorry, I had an emergency,” you say.

“Oh, really?” he asks, eyeing you. It seems like he doesn’t believe you.

“Yes, Kuroo, an emergency,” you defend and set up your lifeguard chair, ready for the day. You pull off your t-shirt, so you’re in your lifeguard bathing suit uniform. Kuroo shrugs and sits beside you on his own lifeguard chair. “Any people come yet?”

“No, I’ve been alone,” he says and turns to you, giving you a pout. You laugh.

“Sorry, I’ll try not to be late again,” you place your sunglasses back over your eyes.

“Yeah, I don’t think we’ll get any customers today,” Kuroo observes the area around you both. The pool parking lot is empty, except for your car and Kuroo’s bike.

“Oh?” you mumble.

“Yeah, it’s 2 p.m. on a Wednesday, and it’s supposed to rain later,” he tells you.

“Maybe the manager will let us leave early,” you hope.

“Heh, I wish,” Kuroo agrees. You open a magazine you brought and cross your legs. You push your chest out slightly as you move.

“What time does the rain start?” you ask. Kuroo checks the weather on his phone before he answers you.

“Around 3:30,” Kuroo says.

“Really? That soon?” you ask. Kuroo nods. You read an article as Kuroo goes back to using his cell phone.

“Oh shit,” Kuroo curses. You look at him.

“What’s wrong?” you ask.

“I rode my bike here,” Kuroo points to his red bike.

“Man, that sucks,” you give him a sympathetic look.

“Y/N, can you drive me home?” Kuroo pleads. You give him a glare.

“Why should I?” you ask.

“Because it’s not cool to leave your coworker in the rain, plus…” he gives you a more suggestive look. “I’ll make it worth your while.”

“Will you?” you match his suggestiveness.

“You, out of all people, should know how good I am by now,” he says. You giggle.

“Fine, I’ll give you a ride home,” you say and turn back to your magazine.

“Thank you!” he grins.

You hope the rain will come quickly.

As soon as you and Kuroo start to feel droplets, you quickly pack your things into your car, and you leap into it, leaving Kuroo to stuff his bike into the trunk of your car. When he’s done, he slides into the passenger seat. You look at Kuroo, who’s a bit wet. His red lifeguard tank top clings close to his chest, and his black hair falls over his eyes. God, he looks so good like that.

“Whatcha lookin’ at, pretty girl?” he asks cheekily. You look into his gold eyes.

“You,” you reply, and he laughs at your honesty.

“I see,” he smirks. He opens the car door once more and hurriedly heads to the back seats. You look at him, confused.

“Uh, care to explain?” you ask him.

“Back here is better,” he says. You raise your eyebrow at him. Then, he extends his arms out to you. “Just come here.” You comply and climb over to the back seats. Kuroo grabs your hips and sets you on his lap. “See? Better.”

“Alright, you win, Tetsurou,” you roll your eyes.

“Damn right, pretty girl,” he says before he kisses you. His big strong hands hold you close to him while you wrap your arms around his neck. You open your mouth when his tongue traces your bottom lip. You feel his smile as he presses his tongue against yours. After a minute, he breaks the kiss and begins to kiss your neck.

“Mm, Tetsurou,” you hum.

“God, I’ve missed this,” he says into your neck. “Been thinking about you all day.” You moan as he begins sucking at your neck.

“Hmm, been thinking about you too,” you say.

“God, you and your little swimsuit always get me,” he says and nips at the red fabric.

“Tet-Tetsurou, please touch me,” you beg. He chuckles.

“Where do you want me to touch you, pretty girl?” he asks. “I need you to say it.”

“My chest, please touch my chest,” you plead. He chuckles again and moves his hands up to cup your breasts. You moan as he pinches your nipples through the fabric. Next, he moves his hands up to your shoulders, removing the swimsuit straps and leaving you topless as the fabric bunches at your waist just over your shorts. He latches his mouth over your right nipple and pinches the left one. You arch your back as you feel him swirl his tongue. Next, he switches to the other nipple and gives it the same treatment. You moan and grind down on Kuroo’s lap to get some friction going. He pops your nipple out of his mouth, watching with amusement as you grind down harder onto him.

“You’re so desperate, baby,” he taunts.

“I-It’s your fault,” you shoot back.

“Yeah, I guess it is,” he agrees. “Pretty girl, lift yourself up for a second.” You do so, and he quickly takes your swimsuit and shorts off and tosses them away. While you’re still above him, he takes off his tank top and slides down his shorts. His cock springs free, already leaking precum. While focusing on his cock, Kuroo swipes two fingers along your pussy.

“Ah, Tetsurou,” you moan. He brings his fingers to his lips.

“Damn, princess, you’re already so wet,” he says. You whimper at the loss of his fingers. “Aw, don’t worry, baby, come here.” He grabs your hips and positions you at his cock, before he slowly lowers you onto it. Your breath hitches while he groans and bottoms out. “Fuck, pretty girl.” You place your hands on Kuroo’s shoulders while he keeps his on your hips. You raise yourself and slam back onto him. You continue your shallow pace as you try to find a rhythm. Your thighs shake as you lift yourself off every time, and Kuroo begins to notice. He grips your hips and stops you.

“Huh?” you utter. He smirks up at you.

“Let me take it from here,” he says. He grips your hips and begins to thrust up into you. You moan as he hits your spongey spot every time. He grunts with every one of his thrusts. You throw your head back, and Kuroo watches your pussy swallow his cock. His thrusts hit you deep, and his cock stretches your walls. “F-Fuck, you’re squeezing me so tightly, baby girl.” You scratch at his back and arch against him once again. He thrusts harder into you, and you feel his cock twitch within you. “Shit, gonna cum,” Kuroo mumbles against your chest. You feel his warm cum shoot into your cunt and you collapse into his arms. You both breathe heavily as his cock is still sheathed inside you.

Kuroo lifts you up and lays you down beside him with your legs draped over his. You catch your breath while Kuroo kisses down your body to position himself between your thighs.

“What…?” you can barely even ask.

“I did say I’d make this worth your time,” Kuroo reminds you.

“Fuck, Tetsurou,” you can hardly believe him. He smirks and nips at your inner thigh, making you shudder.

“Make sure to be extra loud for me,” he winks. He licks up your entrance, holding you tightly as you shake from his actions. “Don’t worry, baby. I’ll be extra gentle.” He begins to circle his tongue teasingly at your clit as a way to prep you.

“Baby,” he says, prompting your attention.

“Hmm?” you quietly hum in response.

“Do you want me to use my tongue or fingers?” he asks.

“Fingers,” you reply. He nods. You whine as he returns to your pussy, sucking on your clit. His hands grab your hips to keep you in place.

“Don’t try escaping, baby girl. I’m gonna suck your clit and finger you till I’m satisfied.” He begins sucking again, sticking two fingers into your pussy. You shake from the overstimulation as you moan. Your hands grip the leather seat under you as Kuroo watches you intently. His fingers curl inside you, and your eyes roll back with your tongue falling out of your mouth. You feel Kuroo’s smirk as he sucks your bundle of nerves.

“Ah! K-Keep going!” you shout. You feel your abdomen tighten as Kuroo’s fingers thrust in and out faster. Your thighs clench around Kuroo’s head, trapping him. You feel your orgasm build up. “Fuck! Cumming!” Your orgasm rips through you as Kuroo’s fingers are covered in a mix of his and your cum. He brings his fingers to your lips. You open your mouth and begin cleaning his fingers.

“Yeah, that’s right, pretty girl. Clean up your mess,” he says. You suck his digits in, and he allows his fingers to go deeper into your mouth. You moan around his fingers as your tongue swirls around them. “Good girl,” he says as he takes his fingers out of your mouth.

“Tet-Tetsurou,” you speak up. “Are you gonna fuck me again now?” He chuckles darkly. He loves when you get all desperate for him.

“I said I wouldn’t stop sucking your clit and fingering you till I’m satisfied. And I’m not satisfied yet.”

“But–” he cuts you off.

“Besides, I’ll use my other hand. I’m better with it anyway,” he smirks. And like before, he brings himself back to your pussy. His mouth begins to suck at your abused clit. His other fingers thrust faster into your pussy. Every movement is faster than before.

“Ah! T-Too much!” you moan. Your pussy begins making wetter, lewder sounds, and your clit spasms in Kuroo’s mouth. You close your eyes as you try to keep yourself from cumming too soon. Kuroo studies your reactions again, knowing you’re trying not to cum too soon. With his mouth still latched to your clit, he circles his tongue. You arch your back off the seats and cum on his fingers once again. He sits up and looks at how spent you are. When you notice he’s up, you open your mouth for his fingers. He laughs at how well he trained you.

“Aw, baby,” he says, bringing his fingers into your mouth. You suck and lick them clean like before. “You’re so good at that.” He removes his fingers, bringing them to your face. He begins to kiss you and massage your thighs. You wrap your arms around his neck. He breaks the kiss to ask you something. “Up for one more round?” You chuckle breathlessly.

“Are you serious?” you ask.

“Come on, just one more,” he pleads. You roll your eyes and smile.

“Alright, just one more,” you agree. He then lines himself up with your entrance and slowly pushes in. You breathe in harshly.

“I’ll try to go slow,” Kuroo says. He thrusts into you slowly, as he promised. He kisses you and drags his cock out and then back in. You moan into his mouth, and he slips his tongue in. Your nails begin to scratch at his back, making Kuroo groan into your mouth. He breaks the kiss to look at you. “I don’t think I can hold back much longer.”

“Just fuck me then,” you say.

Kuroo drags his cock completely out of you before slamming back in hard. Then, he picks up his pace and goes to suck at your neck. You moan out and pull his black hair.

“K-Keep going,” you urge. He keeps snapping his hips into yours, and you close your thighs around him. You feel your walls beginning to suck him in.

“Shit, so tight,” Kuroo mumbles into your neck. You hear him begin to lowly moan next to your ear. He bites down on your shoulder as he thrusts deep into you, making you cry out. Your arms dig into his biceps, leaving small crescents.

Kuroo’s cock begins to twitch within you. His thrusts become more erratic as he chases after his own release. After a few more thrusts, Kuroo finally cums inside you. He breathes with you while still hovering above you for a bit. When he gets up, he searches for your clothes and finds them in the front seat. He hands them to you, and you begin to dress.

“So, how was that?” Kuroo asks. “Told you I’m pretty good.”

“Yes, you’re good, Kuroo,” you figure you’ll appease his ego.

“Oh, I’ll help you clean up when you drop me off,” he says. “I think I’ll have some stain remover.” You laugh. “What? What’s so funny?”

“Nothing. It’s just you’re so different from before,” you chuckle.

“Huh? I’m the same,” Kuroo doesn’t seem to understand what you mean.

“Yeah, yeah. Well, come on, we should text the manager that we’re leaving early,” you mention.

“Oh, yeah, good idea,” Kuroo agrees. “And he says we can’t leave; we can just stay here.”

“Oh? We will, will we?” you ask.

“Yup, and I think we know how to pass that time,” Kuroo says.

(ﾉ^ω^)ﾉﾟ

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[amateurasterism]

your parents always thought you would end up with a nice partner and an easy life in the city, so when he shows up at their door, the tie you forced him to wear a little crooked and his shirt slightly unbuttoned and untucked, silver earring glinting in the entryway light, and a shit-eating grin that suggests anything but innocence, they aren’t sure what to think of him. but then they look at the way he’s looking at you, his cheeks flushed pink and eyes shining as they soak in your proud smile, fingers laced together causing your matching rings to clink. and suddenly they’re sure that this boy is rightfully, unconditionally, and wholeheartedly yours. there would be no other people, no more nights wondering if their child would find someone who would fill the gaps in their heart. you have finally found your soulmate.

GOJO SATORU, ryouta kise, bachira meguru, ryusei shidou, kuroo tetsurou, atsumu miya, BOKUTO KOTARO, edogawa ranpo, DAZAI OSAMU, jean kirschten, CONNIE SPRINGER, eren yeager

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[houseoftulips]

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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[apollodarling-writes]

kuroo x trans ( male ) pillow prince reader??

with a lot of praise please, if that’s alright

TRANS MALE! READER X KUROO TETSURO

tws:  possible dysphoria (i tried to make it like, not insensitive and like the last one I made??? but use neutral terms bc i had explicit permission to use those terms last time, multiple creampie, marking, kinda rough sex, teasing, overstim if you squint, manhandling

cw: soft kuroo, soft dom kuroo, pillow prince reader, praise, slight begging, lots and lots of love, honestly its just kinda kinky lovemaking

MINORS AGED UP!!!!

Kuroo Tetsuro was ecstatic. After two years of long-distance and not being able to give you the love you deserved, you were finally moving to Japan. He had planned the evening out, made sure that the apartment you two were going to live in was clean, made sure to put the presents he purchased for you on your shared bed, and wore nice clothes to greet you at the airport.

And, here he was, holding a bouquet of flowers and a gift basket waiting just across from the baggage claim area. Kuroo was rocking on his heels and humming anxiously. What if his [native language] wasn't as good as he thought it was? What if you decided to cancel your flight and were going to break up with him?

These thoughts halted at the sight of you. You looked like you were glowing. With your [hair color], [hair length] tresses and your [eye color] optics shining with the tears that were forming; the outfit you chose and the way your lips quirked into the smile he loved so much. Kuroo could feel the butterflies swarming in his stomach and the way his heart rate sped up- how his palms began to sweat and tears of his own threatening to spill over his lashline. 

“Testu-chan!!” Your voice rings, a sudden warmth enveloping him as you pulled him closer to you and burying your face in the crook of his neck.Your scent was the icing on the cake, forcing the tears in his eyes to carve a trail down his cheeks. Kuroo wraps his arms around your waist, murmuring an, “I’m so glad you’re here, baby.”

~

---Slight time-skip---

~

Kuroo absolutely loved the way your eyes lit up when you entered the apartment. He chose most of theses decorations thinking of you. Kuroo was sure to help you unpack and even cooked dinner, making [favorite dish]. The two of you enjoyed a candle-lit dinner together, laughing at each other’s stories, and gazing at each other with eyes filled with unadulterated love. 

One thing led to another, and it ended with Kuroo hovering over your frame, trailing sloppy kisses down the soft flesh of your neck. Soft, sultry exhales left your pretty pink lips, causing Kuroo’s length to strain against the fabric of his jeans. Slowly grinding down onto you, a quiet groan erupts from his throat, the need for you nearly too much for him to contain. Of course, he wouldnt allow himself any pleasure until you had cum several times. And thats exactly what he did. 

Kuroo made you cum until you were unable to speak proper words- incoherent babbles, whines, and whimpers the only sounds that you were capable of making. Only then would Kuroo unzip his jeans, removing his clothes and stroking his length a few times, hissing at the sensitivity of his tip; It was flushed an angry red, precum dribbling down the veins of his shaft. 

“On your knees, pretty boy.” Kuroo pats your hip twice, allowing you to take position. With shaking legs, you assume doggy, arching your back with your legs spread just enough. “Good boy.”

Kuroo rubs the head of his cock against your entrance once, twice, three times, before allowing himself to slowly sink into your gummy walls. 

“Fuck-” 

The bedheaded man groans loudly, gently rocking his hips into you. Running his hand along the dips and curves of your back, his fingers finally rest on your hip. Carefully gripping your flesh, he begins to slowly, teasingly thrust into you. 

“Kuroo, please!” 

Said man’s length twitches inside of you as Kuroo wraps an arm around your waist and presses your back against his chest. Pressing gentle, loving kisses against your shoulder, Kuroo pulls out until the tip of his cock is just barely inside of you, listening to you whine and plead for him to ‘just fuck you already’. 

He snaps his hips into you, bottoming out, then begins to fuck you at an alarming speed. Kuroo growls at the feeling of your walls clenching down on his length.

“Kur- haah! - Kuroo, you feel so fucking good. Im gonna fucking cum. ‘M gonna cum. ‘M gonna cum! Can I cum? Please let me cum!”

“Cum for me, baby.” 

That was all you needed for the feeling in your tummy to snap; gummy walls fluttering around your lover, thighs shaking, and eyes rolling to the back of your head as you scream Kuroo’s name. As a result, Kuroo reached his own climax- hot, sticky seed spilling into you. 

Kuroo Tetsuro didn’t stop, though. He kept thrusting into you, biting into the curve of your neck, and leaving pretty marks for you to wake up to tomorrow. He presses a chaste kiss to your jaw, then flips you onto your back, pressing one of your thighs to his hip and fucks back into you. 

Loud, gutteral groans leave his lips, his fingers digging deeply into your waist. 

“Oh fuck, baby- haaah~,” Kuroo rests his head into the crook of your neck, pressing gentle kisses between words, “You’re doing so fucking good for me. So fucking good. My precious boy. I love you so much.���

Your fingers find refuge in your lover’s hair, a hand gripping one of his shoulders. 

“I love you. I love you. I love you. I love y-”

Kuroo’s babbling comes to a close as you cum together, gripping onto each other and lips meeting in a loving embrace. As the two of you come down from your high, Kuroo gently pulls out and picks you up, preparing a bath.

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