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bachissidehoe · 8 months

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"Adopting" Catboys Kuroo & Kenma

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The last thing y/n expected to happen when she decided to take two stray cats in was perhaps exactly what happened- she woke up one morning to two human boys on either side of her, cuddling up against her chilly body. After the initial panic, and all three of them working through the confusion and explanations, y/n was eventually able to take a breath. These two boys, were in fact, the two cats she brought home. Her energetic black cat turned into a tall, gorgeous man with raven colored hair, his black cat ears dusted with specs of white on the inside, his tail sleek and smooth. Her calm, shy calico became a sweet, quiet man with beautiful golden eyes and black and yellow ears, matching perfectly with his two-tone shoulder length hair. Perhaps one of the most difficult things to accept about the two cat boys she got mixed up with- was that they’re so damn pretty. Both of them. And they had a way of making her feel special, fighting over cuddles when they were in cat form, playing with her hair in human form- she couldn't get enough of their attention. She’d been calling them some random pet names she picked out- but when they revealed their human forms, they reintroduced themselves as Kuroo Tetsuro and Kozume Kenma.

It didn't take long for the lines of the originally established owner-pet relationship to become blurred, or at least, the nature of this relationship to take on a slightly different meaning.

Kuroo

He fights for her attention and isn’t subtle about it. He tells her out loud, drawing any amount of attention he can away from his calm friend. “Stop petting Kenma, I was the one who helped you with the dishes earlier” He rolls his eyes, his fluffy black ears pinned backward

He steals kisses whenever he can get them, a light kiss on the cheek, a lick to the neck, a brush of her lips. Anything to put his hands or his mouth on her

He likes to maintain his cat form when she first arrives home, snaking his furry body between her legs to make sure he’s the first to welcome her with his scent. He proudly reaches his head upward to meet her greeting, loving the feeling of her fingers gliding through his soft fur

When he fucks her, he loves to rail into her from behind, gripping her hair in one hand and digging his claws into her ass with the other. He loves watching her tight pussy take him in, creating a creamy ring around the base of his thick cock. “That’s a good girl, who’s the pet now?” He gasps, his breath hitching in the back of his throat as he fills her with his sticky load

He’s so vocal with her, constantly praising her, telling her she’s beautiful, moaning into her mouth, her pussy, around her tits- he just loves being loud for her. Maybe some part of that is because he wants Kenma to hear, since there’s nothing better than a jealous Kenma for him to deal with later

Kenma

It’s easy to tell when Kenma is touch starved, he wanders around the house, moping, letting out little sighs and whines. He acts so unbothered, but he wants to be pet and cuddled just as much as Kuroo. “Kuro, move over, you’re kicking me off the bed” He whines

When he's in cat form, he's watching whatever's on the TV, y/n's laptop, or even her phone, with his golden eyes glued to the screen, his fluffy multi-colored tail swinging happily behind him. When he's in human form, he's the one playing the games and scrolling through social media. And he loves when y/n watches him, he'll take quick glances toward her when he wins a match or makes a good play, eager for her praise

He's always curled up on y/n's bed, taking up the warmest spot where her body once was, rolling around in the scent she left behind. She always finds him there when she gets home, looking beautifully soft, taking a short little cat nap before spending the rest of the night subtly begging for her attention

He loves when y/n bounces on his cock, taking his entire length inside her soaked pussy before using her burning thighs to lift herself back up, resting only his tip inside before repeating the cycle. He can't get enough of being edged by her, ridden until her gorgeous thighs physically can't anymore, which is when he'll thrust upward into her tired pussy, watching her tits bounce in front of him until he finally fills her to the brim

Perhaps his favorite thing in the world is when he gets to taste her sweet pussy, lapping at her hole over and over, refusing to stop even when she begs him to. He loves when her fluids drip down his chin, when her fingers grip his calico ears as she cums once again, having lost count of the exact number of times

Both of them

Taking the boys out always becomes an event, forcing them to wear beanies that cover their ears, making them tuck their tails into their pants, they always put up a fuss about it. But they have to get outside sometime, so y/n takes them to the park and lets them hit a volleyball around, buys them some treats, steers them away from any dogs that want to play. Kenma can never seem to keep his beanie on, it always slips down over his eyes, leading to a slightly panicked y/n bobby pinning it back in place before anyone sees

Sometimes they like to come shopping with her, picking out groceries and Kuroo excitedly jumping around when he sees a cat toy he wants. Kenma prefers to stand behind the cart, rolling his eyes at Kuroo's obnoxious displays. And in public of all places...

There are times when one of the boys will get extra jealous during their "special" time with y/n. Kenma will paw and scratch at the door, having just woken up from his nap and realizing Kuroo has once again beat him out for y/n's attention. Kuroo, however, will just barge in, jumping up on the bed and making sure Kenma knows he can't have y/n all to himself

The constant interruptions usually lead to the one left out joining them anyway. Kenma will stroll in while Kuroo fucks y/n from behind, his eyes pleading and cock strained against his sweatpants as Kuroo smirks, thrusting just a bit harder to rub it in. "Kenma, c'mere, I can h-fuck- help you too~" Y/n says, pulling his sweatpants down and taking his bulging length in her mouth. Kuroo's thrusts are all she needs to create a rhythm against Kenma's shaft, and it isn't long before he's spilling his load down her throat. "Already done, Kenma? Better get it back up, I could keep going for hours" Kuroo snickers, the sound of his thighs slapping against her ass echoing beautifully off the walls of the bedroom

When Kuroo's the one left out, he'll waste no time inserting himself into the situation. "Without me? You two..." Kuroo growls, watching y/n bounce on Kenma as his lips remain parted, his face flushed and eyes snapped shut. Kuroo smothers his needy cock in plenty of lube before bending y/n forward, slowly forcing his dick into her ass. "You don't mind, right? Can't just make me sit and watch" He breathes, taking one of y/n's tits in her hand as she whines. Soon, both boys are thrusting into her, filling her up at the same time

They always end peacefully, with y/n asleep in Kenma's arms while Kuroo plays with her hair and cleans her up. She takes care of them all the time- feeding them, giving them a home, cleaning up after them- it's the least they can do to hold her used body and cradle her to sleep.

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zeltqz · 1 year

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i tried falling for u — kuroo tetsuro x fem!reader tags-childhood friends (not rlly friends, just classmates), angst, heavy pining. i never wrote full angst before so sorry if this is shit but anyway

Kids are fucking mean.

You’d been in love with Kuroo since you were eight years old. Something about the way he towered over his classmates, towered over you had you breathless, adrenaline pumped through your veins every morning at six am as you got ready for school, head full of Tetsurō.

He’d always been taller than the majority, standing tall at 5'6 at the juvenile age of eight. You’d spent most of your times gawking at him in secret, totally un-oblivious to not-so-secret transparent stares; eyes lingering on his figure whenever he walked past your table in class, walked past your in the hallways, playgrounds, cafeteria; eyes totally captivated on his entire being, your body froze up everytime you spotted him, messy bed hair and all in the corner of your eye.

Your friend, Mika, teased you for it, relentlessly. Snapping her fingers in your face to grab your attention from the giant over to her.

You had been practicing for the volleyball tryouts just to spend time with him, wasting time on your weekend learning how to put the volley in volleyball.

After a couple weeks of self-practice, you were getting nowhere so you had mustered up the very little confidence inside you to tap on his shoulder, tugging on the flimsy fabric till he turned around, eyes meeting no-ones until he looked down.

The moment his eyes met yours, you almost ran away, running behind the huge tree with bark thick enough to hide behind without being seen. Your stomach churns almost nauseatingly when his brows furrowed, looking at you almost weirdly.

“What do you want?” He said after at least fifteen seconds of silence and stares from a random girl that bothered him mid-serve.

“I—uh, can you help me?” You fumbled for words, swallowing excessively at the silence that followed after you used up all the confidence you had to pop the question; you failed to realise you didn’t even suggest what you needed help for.

“Help you with what?” His voice is a little rough, high in pitch but rough nonetheless. It had you fighting the urge to disappear, underwaying turbulence forming in the pit of your stomach.

“Volleyball?” You stated it like it’s obvious, hands moving from behind you to hold out the volleyball you had bought with your own money—yeah, that’s how much you liked him—and smiled weakly at him. “I need help with my serves.”

“You’re on the volleyball team?!”

“No—” You were unable to finish your sentence when his face scrunched up in disappointment. Panicking, you quickly add on, “but I’m trying out! Th-that’s why I need help.”

“Kuro.” A soft voice from the other end of the field speaks up, “what’s taking so long?”

“Ah Kenma, this girl needed help with serving.”

Your world comes to an abrupt stop when he placed his hand on your shoulder, butterflies frolocking around in your stomach when he pushed you forward to face Kenma, the small brunette who has his eyebrows furrowed as he looks at you for disturbing his practice time.

“Whaddya think? Should we help her?”

You stood stiff and still, body rivaling that of a mannequin as Kenma’s eyes rake over your entire form. You felt naked under his stare, the harsh winds of the winter afternoon breezing past had your skirt brushing against your skin to remind you that you were fully clothed.

“Sure.” Kenma shrugged his shoulders and the weight from your shoulders got lifted, metaphorically and physically as Tetsurō removed his bigger hand from your shoulder.

“Alright go over there, I’ll teach you.”

You spent the rest of that afternoon practicing with the both of them. You managed to see Kuroo smile whenever you got the serve over the net, laugh whenever it hit the net or went out of bounds and even compliment you before he left, patted you on the shoulder a bit too aggressively and told you to keep up the good work and you’ll make the team.

You couldn’t stop the smile on his face when the two of them left, disappearing back inside Kenma’s house just across the road. Oh, did I mention you lived just a couple houses away from him? You had the luxury of watching him go for his morning jog everyday at 6am—that’s definitely the reason you wake up that early, not just for school.

Months later, you made the team, playing as the team’s libero.

It was amazing, until you found out that you and Kuroo would not be on the same team. It didn’t occur to you at the time that girls and boys don’t play on the same team, but do attend tournaments and other competitions together.

You were devastated, more than devastated honestly; regretting all the months of work and time you put in just to get into volleyball.

The longer you played volleyball though, the more you liked it and came to the realisation that the training you did paid off.

At a volleyball camp, set up by the school, the girls team went over to the boys team and asked them to play truth or dare.

Your friend Mika was the deciding force behind the whole idea, winking in your direction when it came to Kuroo’s turn.

“Kuroo! Truth or dare?”

“Uh—” He lifted his knees up to his chest, wrapping his arms around them before continuing, “Dare.”

“I dare you…” Mika paused, dragging out the word ‘you’ as she looked around the circle. You had a feeling that wink was her up to no good, and kept your gaze focused on the wooden floor of the gym, playing around with your shoelaces.

“...give (y/n) a kiss on the cheek.”

The air from your lungs gets coughed out violently as you choke around on nothing, eyes flitted up to face Mika who winked at you again, assuring you everything will be okay. One look to your right, confirmed that nothing would be alright, because Kuroo’s face looked like he had been forced to drink swamp water. “No thanks, truth.”

You swear you felt like throwing up. The chicken nuggets you ate earlier for lunch are already making their way up your throat.

This isn’t real, right? It’s just a kiss on the cheek--

The snickers coming from his male counterparts and your own teammates had you dipping your chin down, facing the floor once more, wishing you had earbuds on to drown out the sounds of their mockery.

You quit the team two months after that.

You thought maybe distancing yourself from the sport would also help you get rid of your crush.

News flash, it didn’t.

Your crush stuck with you into your first year of middle school, and your second…and third.

You spent the last weeks of your final term in middle school preparing, and waiting for the right time to ask Tetsurō out for the school dance, catching him at his locker after practice, tugging on the back of his shirt once more because that was the only way you knew how to get his attention.

He slammed his locker shut, volleyball shoes in one hand, P.E bag slung over his shoulder, still towering over you, (he’s 5 '10 now). “Yo, what’s up?”

“I just want to know—” You swung on the balls of your heels, avoiding his gaze at all costs so you don’t splutter on your words. “Do you maybe—I mean, are you going to the dance?”

“The dance?”

“Yeah, the one next week, for the third years to celebrate…before we leave for high school?”

Kuroo leaned against the lockers, head hitting the lockers softly as he looked up the ceiling, touching the base of his neck with his hand. “Aaah, I dunno. That shit looks kinda lame.”

“Oh.” You quickly fixed your face to hide your disappointment, “yeah, it’s super lame. I wouldn’t even wanna go.”

He snickered, tugging his arm through his coat sleeve. “So you’re not goin’?”

You shook your head. “Nope.”

“Yeah, same. I guess I’ll see you around…” he paused for a beat, your breath hitched in your throat when he looked directly at you, “what’s your name again?”

Oh.

“It’s (Y/n).” You told him, praying that you have the self control to hold yourself together when you feel your eyes start to heat up, the tears threatening to escape and your bottom lip started to quiver, “we went to primary school together?”

A tear falls when he looked away, down at his phone when it buzzed and you use that distraction to quickly wipe it with your sleeve. “Primary, ay? Hm…”

He really doesn’t remember—

“You helped me with volleyball? That one time?” Your tone is fairly uncertain, as if you don’t even remember it yourself; maybe it was all a dream or something. Still no memory of you.

“I live like two houses away from you and Kenma—”

“Oh, speaking of!” He perks up and you stand up a little straighter, hoping he’d remembered something of your existence. “I gotta go, Kenma’s waiting for me! I’ll see you later, uhh?”

“(Y/n)...” You’d said, defeated, hands trembling on the strap of your school bag as you watched him exit through the school doors.

A week later, you saw him at the dance.

Dancing with Mika.

Remember Mika? Your so-called best friend?

Yeah.

You watched in utter disbelief as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders, not missing how she had to tiptoe a little bit to reach his height, not missing how she smiled as he whispered something into her ear, not missing the red tint on his ears when she kissed him on the cheek.

That was supposed to be you—

But the betrayal didn’t end there.

Oh, how could you forget high school.

Your crush on Tetsurō thankfully faded away throughout the years, only a couple sprinkles in your mind came back everytime you crossed him in the halls.

Aside from the inevitable dull heart ache inside your chest when you saw him, high school was pretty much a success. You’d made a tiny group of friends; Mika and Tetsurō dated for like a couple months, breaking up halfway during your first year.

You never spoke to her again.

Brief ‘heys’ and nods exchanges between you and Tetsurō occurred too. You didn’t go full ghost, you kept as minimum contact as possible.

Until your third year, when Kuroo magically spoke to you again, approaching you at a party his fellow teammate Yamamoto hosted, inviting Kuroo’s arch nemesis, Daishou Suguru.

You were totally unaware that Daishou had a crush on you. Only finding it out after the incident happened.

Kuroo and Daishou had gotten into an argument.

You weren’t sure when or where or why it happened, because you were by the poolside, pants rolled up to your knees as you dipped your legs into the pool, chatting with your tiny group of friends.

Kuroo came strolling in, dropping down beside you by the pool. “Hey.”

You weren’t sure if he was talking to you or not, a quick turn to left, you faced him as he was looking at you with a weak smile on his face. “...Hey?”

“Why’d you sound so unsure?”

You shrug.

He shifted his hands behind him, and you struggled to maintain eye contact with him, shifting your sight over to the ripples in the pool water. He dips his head down to look at you. “Everything okay?”

This was probably the longest conversation you’d had with him so far. No, you weren’t fucking okay. You felt like you were about to throw up—no, that’s nasty.

“I’m good, yeah.”

You send him a reassuring smile that wasn’t so reassuring; he could see it. He wasn’t blind, nor was he stupid. The brief second you looked back over at the pool, you missed him shooting his gaze up to Daishou, lounging beside the door, hands on Mika’s waist as he whispered something in her ear.

Oh, so that’s how you’re playing. Tetsurō’s tongue poked at his cheek before standing up, offering you his hand. “Wanna come dance with me?”

You stare down at his palm, it looks so soft, before blinking up at him. “What?”

“Dance with me.” He shakes his hand in the air, reminding you that it’s there for you to take. When you just stare at him, dazed and confused, he said, “c’mon. You’re clearly sad. Let me cheer you up.”

It never occurred to you how random this all was, how he suddenly wanted to talk to you today, dance with you today when he could’ve done all that before when you had asked him yourself that one day. You’re not even sure he remembered that incident either.

But you just brushed it off, thinking he’s into you as well and finally saw how head over heels you were for him.

So you accept his hand, let him drag you inside, let you dance on him, told you jokes, smiled with you, laughed with you. If you weren’t so blinded by love, you wouldn’t have missed the countless glances over your shoulder at Daishou, doing the same exact thing with Tetsurō‘s ex-girlfriend.

He cupped your cheek and the music drowned out, ears picking up nothing but the sound of his breathing as you stared up at him. His eyes darted down to your lips and sweat formed all over your body. You felt sticky and disgusting as your body temperature rose the closer his face got to yours…is it hot in here?

Your lips opened and closed for a moment before your eyes squeezed shut, preparing yourself for the impact. When Kuroo kissed you, your heart beated through your chest, you could hear it in your ears. His lips were soft as he worked them lazily against yours, hands still holding your face tight.

You had no clue what to do with your hands, awkwardly holding them at your side as if you were scared to touch him. Your trembling hands finally lifted, resting just on his shoulders, pulling him closer to you, mimicking the action Mika had done on that day.

Then it hit you; this was your first kiss. Tetsurō Kuroo was your first fucking kiss. And it was amazing. Fireworks went off in your head, giving you the urge to go an extra mile, grabbing his hand from your face, you moved it down to your waist, insisting him to hold you there.

He gratefully did so, sliding his hands up and down your back and you fought the urge to cry. His touch was so warm, so caring, so gentle.

A rough hand ripped Tetsurō away from you and you were left cold, practically shivering as you missed his warmth. Kuroo made eye contact with Daishou who looked livid. He was breathing way too heavily and his jaw was clenched.

Kuroo only cackled, the laughter is still something ringing in your ears to this day and slapped a hand on Daishou’s shoulder, “You good, brah?”

“Don’t fuckin’ ‘you good brah’ me! What did you have to bring her into this?!” The entire party stops what they’re doing to watch the commotion, Daishou’s voice loud enough to catch everyones attention as he points at you, your face still flushed from the makeout.

“So when you make moves on my ex it’s fine, but when I kiss your crush it’s not?”

“Crush?” You say, quietly and Daishou looks at you like he’s fumbling for the right words. “Wait, wait—so you don’t like me, Kuroo? You just kissed me for what—?”

“It’s not a big deal,” he shrugs, your heart tore in two.

“Big deal?” You clenched your trembling fists, “that was my first kiss.” You tried to sound angry, but your voice was wavering, your confident persona crumbling down into pieces in front of everyone. “You—did you even know I liked you? After all these years? And you’re just—are you serious right now?”

“You like me?” He didn’t sound phased, just passed it off as a regular occurrence which you assume is normal because he gets confessions on a regular basis. “Oh, my bad, I guess.”

You examined him once more, trying to search for at least a sorry bone in his body, searching for at least an ounce of guilt, but you failed to find anything. Daishou just watched the entire thing, blinking the entire time and Kuroo looked around awkwardly when hot tears started to fall down from your face.

You sped out that party faster than you’d ever ran before, dropping down by a street light and cried, mascara spilling down your face. It was messy and honestly your breaking point. You’d spent at least ten years pining over this guy, only for each time you mustered up the courage to talk to him he either;

Forgot you existed

Blew you off/lied to you

Humiliated you in front of everyone

You were struggling with confidence issues in the past, had a single friend your entire childhood, and she ended up betraying you either way. Your current friends, who you’re sure saw the commotion inside —because who the fuck didn’t? —still didn’t come in to check on you. Not even a text asking if you’re okay, didn’t chase after you, didn’t call you.

Nothing.

You sat there on the sidewalk, diggin your face into your knees and sobbed into your arms.

After you’re sure what is around five minutes, there’s a tap on your shoulder.

“Go away.” You mutter, not wanting to be bothered by some stranger asking why you’re sitting on a sidewalk at 10PM on a Friday night. The stranger taps again and you don’t respond this time, hoping they grab the hint. But they don’t; tapping once more and you shoot up, “What?!”

The guy steps back a bit, hands in the air before moving them to his pockets. “Just wanted to see if you’re okay.”

“Why wouldn’t I be?”

“I mean,” he doesn’t need to say much; you had dried tears on your face, black ink tracing down your cheeks from the mascara, your eyes were puffy and red, and your chest was stuttering with each breath you took, “you—uh, don’t look so good?”

“I’m fine.” You wipe your nose with your arm, smudging your fucked up makeup even more.

“No, you’re not.” There’s shifting and the man sits down next to you on the sidewalk. “I saw what happened in there.”

“Ok.”

“It was pretty fucked.”

“Ok.”

He sighs when you don’t co-operate, raking his eyes down your body he notices you’re shivering. A jacket is thrown onto your shoulders and you grip the sleeves gently, unable to look him in the eyes as you mutter out, “thank you.”

“It’s no problem.”

You both sit there in silence for a short moment. He’s counting all the cars parked on the opposite side of the road and you dig deep inside your brain trying to think of a conversation starter.

“I’m (Y/n).”

“Iwaizumi Hajime.” When he tells you his name, you smile at him weakly, looking back down at your fingers. “Want me to walk you home?”

“...yes please.”

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storytimewithnova · 9 months

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All Eyes on me (demon AU)

In the balls (with double meaning) group chat

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D.Kuroo: 🎶Long long time agoI had my our own little show🎶

D.O kou:Bro?

D.Kuroo:🎶I was a beautiful loveable angel But he took the spotlight, shining so bright Left me to fade away But honey, now the turn is mine🎶

D.kawa:Tetsu ?

Lev:Is anyone going to mention the nicknames and or pfp no ok

D.Kuroo:🎶A devil made from heaven, sent from above Looks like henry's got a little date, let's have some fun We've got lots to do little errand boy Come to me at cloud nine🎶

D.P sho:Oh jesus who upset my idiot brother this time

D.Kuroo:💛

D.P SHO:🖕🏻

D.Kuroo🎶 To be the perfect angel, some sin must be done You told me what to do and what to say, I couldn't escape You got to choose the ending of my fate. You put me astray🎶

G.K kenma:Who kuro

G.R Keiji:Wait is it him let me add him

G.R Keiji added Tratior

Traitor (Ex bf):Tetsu

D.kawa:Nah uh you do not get to call my boyfriend that bitch

D.Kuroo:🎶But not anymore! I'm in control! I have the stage You can't turn the page Now all eyes on me!🎶

Yaku:Does anyone feel like we shouldn’t witness this

Everyone minus the Demons

D.Kuroo:🎶So many experiments so many mistakes But I'll go all the way till I'm in the perfect shape🎶

Taitor(ex bf)I am sorry i was a shitty move on my part

A.G Tendou:No shit and we have been hunting you ever since

D.P SHO:No one upsets and hurts my brother and gets away with it well unless it me

D.KUROO:😚

D.P SHO:👉🏻💜🖕🏻

D.O KOU:You tried bro

D.Kuroo:🎶First is worst maybe the third's the charm! So close! Oh! I cannot wait The demon won't taint me now, cause you're the sacrifice he'll slay🎶

Traitor (Ex Bf):S-sacrifice Kuroo please that a little extreme

D.Kawa:Hahahahaha we don’t know what extreme is i am going to enjoy watching you suffer

D.Kuroo:🎶You said I wasn't good enough to stay, you put me away You took away my future and my fame, but now that will change🎶

D.P SHO:Oh did he now Keiji baby with me

G.R Keiji:Coming love this bitch is about to rethink his life choses

D.Kuroo:Focus on me!

Alll demons:👀

D.Kuroo:🎶I'll be all that they see! I'll make them sway No, can't run away Now all eyes on me! You don't know what it's like to drown away, in a puddle of shame And You... Yes you... Made me insane!🎶

Traitor (Ex bf):How may ways can i say sorry

D.Kuroo:🎶But not anymore! I'm in control! I have the stage You can't turn the page So do as you're told!🎶

D.P SHO:Encore! Hit the beat boys

D.Kuroo:🎶Focus on me! I'll be all that they see! I'll make them sway No, can't run away Now all eyes on me! Now all eyes on, All eyes on me!🎶 Keiji do what you will with him

G.R Keiji:Yes sir You have too choses sir i can take his life and soul or i can summon your father and let him deal with him personally

Traitor (Ex bf):No please anything but him

D.Kuroo:Summon daddy dearest Keiji

Keiji disappeared the reappeared just as fast my load your son requires you

Satan:Keiji what is up

Kageyama:Am i seeing this shit correct

D.P SHO:Hey daddy

Satan:Shoyo you taking good care of you big brother

D.P SHO:😊

Satan:That’s my boy

D.Kuroo:Wow dad favouritism much

Satan:Anyway you needed my help

D.kawa:Taking out the trash uncle

Satan:You still call me uncle even though you and tetsuro are engaged

D.Kawa:Yep been so use to it not breaking a habit anyway heres the trash

Oikawa drags kuroo ex over to his dad

Traitor(Ex bf):H-hello sir

Satan:So you’re the one that hurt my eldest son Keiji you know what to do my little Grim

G.R Keiji:Yes my lord say goodbye to your life

Traitor (Ex bf): Keiji your a grim reaper right

G.R KEIJI:I am what of it

Traitor(ex bf):You can be bargained with you know a little negotiation of sorts

G.R Keiji:You have nothing it want traitor

Traitor(ex bf): I know there is a soul you want in hell desprately because kawa wants to be reunited with his best friend

G.R Keiji:I maybe listen

Traitor (Ex bf):Iwaizumi is at seijoh but i know he is dying so in exchange my life for his

Iwa:I am right here and how did you know that i am not a bargining tool

G.R Keiji:I am well aware iwa san you are here we have been aware this whole time

Yaku:Then could you tell use what is going on

G.R Keiji:Of course let me finish taking out the trash as iwa san said he is not a bargaining chip goodbye tratior

Akaashi swung his syth

D.P SHO:Looking hot love

G.R Keiji: Save your horny for the bedroom hun

D.Kuroo:Ew still here that my little brother

G.R Keiji: My husband shit head

D.P SHO:You may be next to take over dad brother but i am a high rank than you

D.Kuroo:Oh i am sorry Demon prince

Noya:Demon prince my kohai is royal

D.P SHO:Well let me start by showing my true form

D.P SHO:Demon prince Akaashi Shoyo formally kuroo shoyo and as my husband pointed out i am married to him

G.R Keiji:I am said husband Keiji akaashi a grim reaper i work under sho and kuroo dad who you just met

D.Kuroo:I am sho older brother demon kuroo Tetsuro unlike my brother who is a high ranked demon me and my husband to be is below hi

D.kawa:I am the said husband to be Demon oikawa Tooru or soon to be Kuroo Tooru

D.O Kou:I am a Demon owl my name is bokuto koutarou and i am married to my lovely kitten Kenma

G.K kenma:And that would be me golden kitten kenma bokuto married to that silly loveable owl

A.G Tendou:I am satori Tendou angel gaurd of s ranked angels and i am single as fuck i am also the cousin of the demon prince and kuroo

All human:How did you hide this from us we would have notice the wings

D.P SHO:You really wouldn’t we have a way of hiding them any way i am going to go keiji is waiting for me

D.P sho is offline

G.R Keiji is offline

Yaku:You know what everyone just go offline we all have a lot to process

Yaku deleted 24 hrs

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bimsha · 3 years

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Head in Her Heart (Kuroo Tetsuro x Reader)

Warning : Mentions of Suicide, Violence and Major Character Death. Read at Your Own Risk. Don't tell I Didn't Warn You. If You Are Sensitive About These Topics, Please Refrain From Reading.

"'Cause it's easier to keep holdin' on to something sweet In her mind the more he lies, she justifies But why?"

Song: Head In Her Heart - Nico Collins

Tetsuro Kuroo had come a long way in his life. His love for volleyball has made him the man he was. He patted against his wristwatch a few times, he had an hour before he had to attend the meeting. He didn’t want to arrive early and sit by himself in that gloomy meeting room and not be ready to drink the stale coffee they serve in those places. Kuroo decided to cross the road and head to the nearest café. He missed breakfast and it felt like a good chance for him to grab some food. Ordering his food, he walked to the nearest table just beside the front window of the place. One of the workers brought his food and he was certainly surprised by their speed. Not every day you get to meet good workers and fast service. He smiled at her, turning back to his food when a movement caught from the nook of his eye. He turned and registered the familiarity. A young woman, possibly around his age sat by herself in the far corner of the café. Her hair draped against her shoulder as her eyes darted along with the menu in her hands.

It didn’t take Kuroo much longer to recognize her. She hasn’t changed much since High School. “Y/n?” He talked, waving his hand a bit to take her attention. She looked up from the menu and turned to him. Her eyes frowning for a second before the recognition flooded in. She smiled. The same smile he had grown to love through his high school years. She stood up and walked over to his table without hesitance. The raven-haired male gestured to the seat in front of him. “It’s been so long,” She said, her smile still painted on her lips. It was only then he realized, maybe she did have changed a bit.

“It has” Kuroo replied, tapping against his lukewarm coffee. “I thought you moved to America. That’s what the rumours said anyway.”

She paused for a minute to smile at the waitress who brought her order and thanked her. “I did move to America but I came back a few months after.”

“Oh” Kuroo wondered about the reasons. He still remembered how she was excited to start a new life back in America. In their post-graduate ceremony at high school, she looked at him right in the eyes when she confessed her dream to be a fashion designer. Kuroo wished her luck and let go of her, wishing her best. She had always been the kind of girl to follow her dreams. The kind of girl who wanted to live her dream, not just thinks of it. “America didn’t sit right with you?” He asked, his tone light. He didn’t want to build up any tension between them.

“Kind of.” She was staring at her drink, he noticed. She had been avoiding eye contact since she came to speak with him. That was peculiar. As he remembered, she always used to look anyone in the eye. There was never malice in them, but the positive energy that could light up anyone’s day. Gosh, he was being sappy again. Their light-hearted conversation continued until a man walked into their table. He looked at her and frowned.

“Y/n?”

She stood up with a smile. “Right! Kuroo this is my fiancé, Fujino Toru, and Toru this a high school friend of mine, Kuroo Tetsuro.”

He extended his hand for Kuroo to take. But the only thought going inside his mind was that: she was going to get married. “Nice to meet you,” He said in a stiff voice.

Toru merely nodded, his dark eyes giving him a judging glare. Kuroo stood his ground as he stared back at him with the same stoic look. Y/n seem to be clueless about the tense situation. “Were you two close friends?” Toru asked with a smile, aiming the question at her.

She just ducked her head that her bangs bounced over her forehead, “We were more like acquaintances. He was a good volleyball player. He was always inside the gym”

“Oh,” Toru said, raising his brow.

Kuroo simply shrugged as his response. Toru wrapped one of his arms around her leading her towards the café door. Kuroo watched them leave and turned back to his seat, only to see her untouched food and the coffee mug still filled to the brim, not a sip taken.

Seconds turned to minutes, minutes turned to hours and hours passed. Kuroo focused on his job, recruiting members and finding the fresh raw talent in the country. That was something that didn’t change all through all these years. His love for volleyball. He still adored the sport. It had been raining two days straight. He knew it should be past ten in the night when he walked to the car park in the diner. Kuroo worked late and decided to stop by the diner because he knew he’d be too tired to make his inner. The car park was almost empty except for his own SUV and some other black car. He didn’t pay any attention until he heard the voices. It was the aggressive note of a man. Curiously, he turned to them.

It didn’t take a genius to figure out who they were. Especially for Kuroo who had watched her staring out at the window during the English period. Who glanced during the breaks to catch her sweet smile. He frowned, the man was Toru. Did something happen? He thought torn between two worlds. He wondered whether he should ignore them and just leave, Y/n was going to get married and this should be some minor problem. But on the other hand, seeing the rude gestures and the loud voice of Toru, a part of his mind hesitated to go on. Only this time, he promised himself and approached the two. Carefully wearing a smile just to make sure he wasn’t intruding on them. Just spotted them by coincidence. Toru stopped to look at him, “What are you doing here?”

Kuroo put his hands up in surrendering motion. “Just saw you two while passing by, I thought I’d say hello”

He squinted at him and turned to her one last time. “I’m leaving”

Y/n smiled, “Sure and I’m sorry, again”

That’s when Kuroo noticed her swollen cheek. She was holding her hand over it as if to subside the pain. Kuroo immediately turned to Toru who was walking to his car about to call him back when she tugged on his elbow and shook her head. She was still smiling at him, and Kuroo realized what was different about her.

That smile didn’t quite reach her eyes like it used to.

“Y/n” His voice was soft as he talked, “Did he-”

“It’s okay. I did something stupid.” She blinked, slowly running her smooth fingers on her skin. “It’s my fault”

“Huh?”

She shook her head, “Just some business problems, don’t mind it” She pulled out her phone and scrolled through the numbers.

“I can drop you at your house if you want to” He offered, trying to keep his eyes away from her reddened cheeks and tired eyes.

She blinked, “Ah, no, it’s okay. I’ll find a taxi.”

“It’s too late and too dangerous for you to ride alone in a taxi” That idiot should’ve thought about it before leaving you alone here. He didn’t speak the words out loud. “Let’s go”

She reluctantly nodded, following him to his car. As they sat inside, an awkward silence settled between them. Kuro turned on the radio, trying to break the suffocating silence. He wanted to ask her about him. Why did she look so sad? Why did she look so hopeless? “Y/n, should I stop by a pharmacy and get an ice pack for that?”

She shook his head, “It’s fine. I have some at home”

Kuroo nodded, stopping the car by the red light. “Did he-” Kuroo stopped, trying to compose himself. “Does he always do that?”

She didn’t answer right away. There was it, the smile again. “It’s not a big deal”

It is, Kuroo thought.

“It’s my fault. I’m a clumsy person” She laughed a strangled sound.

You were never clumsy, Kuroo thought.

“When did you meet him?” He took a turn as she pointed out the directions.

“It was a proposal by my parents. They wanted to find me the best husband.” There was no cynical tone. She was honest, she always had been.

“Oh,” Kuroo simply said, “You always loved your parents and never complained.”

“You remembered?” She asked, certainly surprised.

I remember everything, “Yeah,” Kuroo said, awkwardly smiling. “You were pretty popular back then”

“Says you” She rolled her eyes, “Girls flocked around you. You were a star in high school, captain”

But I only had my eyes for you.

“Anyway, enough about me. How’s your life? Any girlfriend?” Her voice held the hint of excitement as she asked.

“Already married to Volleyball at this point”

She laughed, “Weren’t you always?”

“Good point,” Kuroo said, chuckling. The conversation continued until they reached her apartment building. They laughed at their past, beautiful high school memories. There will never be a time like that in your life. Life was not too complicated back then. Kuroo waved at her as she walked in. She looked just like the past Y/n at the moment. Her smile reached her eyes.

After that day, both of them kept in touch with each other. Even met in some cafes with several of their other friends back in high school. Everyone was in different places, working with different people but when they got together again, it was the same madness they had in high school.

Kuroo didn’t know when Toru arrived at the shop until he saw him storming to their table. They had organized another get together of high school friends and two of them arrived earlier than expected. Y/n immediately stood, her fact neutral and passive but her eyes glistening with fear. “Toru” Her voice was remarkably calm.

“What are you doing here?” His eyes rested on Kuroo, “With this man?”

She smiled, “We organized a high school get together. We’re waiting for the others.”

“You lying bitch” His voice was quiet but strong. The impact on his words made several of them turn.

“I’m sorry” She murmured.

“It’s not your fault” Kuroo blurted out, “This is a misunderstanding. What are you going to do to her?”

Y/n gave him a surprised glance. Almost as if it was the first time someone had talked for her. She smiled at him, “It’s okay” She muttered, “Let’s go, Toru”

“Yes, we’re leaving” He yelled, taking her wrist as he dragged her out of the door. Kuroo wanted to run after them. He didn’t know what that man was capable of doing to her but he was frozen to the ground as he watched. The girl he once loved, still had feelings for, getting dragged by her fiancé. If this was love, it was a love made in hell. He’s destroying her.

You knew your life wasn’t meant to be smooth. The bruises on your arms were easily covered by long sleeves. In summer, you always gave the same excuse, I get cold easily. When in reality, you were a summer child. You loved the sense of sunlight on your skin. He robbed you of your simple pleasures but you kept holding onto that man. Because you had faith that he will change. Any man could, you’re giving him chances. One after another. Just till you break. Kuroo stumbled again into your life by pure coincidence. He was the one who reminded her of the beautiful past. Those high school years you could never take back.

Toru didn’t favour Kuroo from the start. Sometimes, you sympathized with him. He was insecure about himself, about his abilities to love her. You sighed, pressed one of your hands against the bruises on your wrists. He wondered whether he would ever change. Maybe you’re meant to be with someone like this. You should’ve known before. People like Kuroo was never meant to be with you. He was just so kind and out of your league. He had been like that, always. You smiled at your crush on him back then. You weren’t the only one. Many girls in the class asked him out. You were quite jealous for some time until you learned to let go. Kuroo would never like you. You weren’t meant to spend a beautiful life.

Toru came and went and you stayed back at home for few weeks. He was growing out of his jealousy towards Toru. Jealousy is something toxic. Something that could devour a man out of his positive qualities until their vision tunnels into a murky green smoke. Toru could be a good person, sometimes. He would cuddle with you after work when he was in a good mood, if it was bad, you knew you should stay away. But several blows were inevitable. Sometimes, you wondered whether it was all worth it. Maybe you should fade away. You didn’t know when the feelings started but they seemed like they were here to stay.

When Kuroo called that afternoon, checking up on you. You realized how much you wanted to talk with someone. You have grown sick of your loneliness. You just wanted an outlet. So, you invited him into your apartment out of pure desperation. Trying to find a way to chase the demons growing stronger by each toxic word, each desperate feeling. The bell rang. You walked to the door and opened it to see Kuroo’s face, concerned and caring. You hated yourself for feeling secure in his hold. You weren’t supposed to have feelings for him. Toru was your fiancé. Nevertheless, you invited him in and saw the paper bags in his arms. “Why did you bother?” Your lips painted to a smile but he looked at you as if you are transparent. Almost as if he could see you for the girl you are.

“It’s your favourite sushi. I passed a sushi shop and it reminded me of that ridiculous party we had after graduating”

A smile instantly touched your lips as memories flooded in. It would be amazing to live in past but the sad part of life is you have to move on from those beautiful memories. “Y/n?” He called again, “You’re spacing out”

“Sorry,” You said, inviting him in. “I was thinking about the party”

“Right” Kuro placed the bags on the table. “Wanna have some?”

You didn’t have any appetite. The past few days, you haven’t had any appetite either. You ate just to survive and wondered what it felt like for everything to stop. To stop hurting. To stop loving. To stop thinking. To stop breathing. But his dark eyes made you falter, “Sure” you answered.

You both sat by the dinner table and started to eat. You nibbled at your food, pushing them against your plate. “You have changed” Kuroo observed, showing a piece of fish into his mouth.

“Everyone changes with time.” You said, smiling at him. “But you’re still the same kind guy acting like an old geezer”

“Hey” He objected, “That’s offensive. Aside from all that, Y/n, what’s wrong?”

You stiffened on your seat. Of course, he would notice. They had known each other for so long to point out the differences among them. Maybe, you didn’t ask him to come over because you wanted to talk to him. Maybe, it was because you wanted to see his face one last time. You’ve already given up. “Nothing. I’m fine. Just getting on with life”

Kuroo didn’t look like he believed it and you knew that was a lame excuse. “How’s it going with Toru?”

“It’s okay. He’s trying.”

Kuroo sighed, setting down his chopsticks. “From what I’m seeing, he’s destroying you, Y/n”

You froze, your gaze lingering on your plate. Your heart was racing. It was the raw truth. The truth you wanted to hear. A little hope bubbled inside your chest. Maybe, he’ll save him. “It’s easier though. To hold onto him rather than letting go. Everyone will be there, talking about things, talking about me. It’s a hard life”

Kuroo shook his head, “It’s your life, Y/n. You choose what you want. I think-” He was cut off by the sound of the door opening. Both of you turned in surprised to see Toru, walking up to you two. Kuroo immediately stood up. You just waited, looking at his furious face and raging eyes and wondered, does it matter anymore?

“What’s going on here!?” He let out a ragged cry, grabbing Kuroo by the collars. You sprang onto your feet.

“He was just talking with me. Toru, stop this!” Toru released Kuroo and grabbed you by your hair slamming your face against the side of the table.

“What the fuck-” You heard Kuroo yelling before pushing Toru back and punching him right on the face. “Stop hurting her!” Toru wiped the blood off his nose, switching his glances with you and Kuroo.

“Get out of my house” He yelled at Kuroo.

“No, if I’m leaving, Y/n is coming with me. I don’t trust you anymore” Kuroo was determined. You watched his eyes filling with something unknown. The same look he had when he always stared at you. The look that you weren’t able to understand.

“Leave,” You said, your voice shaking. “I’m okay, I’m sorry”

Kuroo looked at you with reluctance. “But Y/n-” he started when you finally snapped.

“Leave!” You screamed, your throat was dry. Your soul was dry. Your heart was dry. There was nothing to think about anymore. Your life had collapsed right in front of your eyes. You didn’t want Kuroo to be a part of your destruction. He deserved a better life with someone better than you. Hence, you did all that you could, to send him away. For the first time in your life, you yelled at him to leave. Not giving him any other choice than to meet your commands. You watched his hesitant eyes and reluctant steps. Toru couldn’t do anything to you rather than hurting you because he was a man acknowledged by society, murder will ruin his reputation.

Kuroo didn’t want to leave. Even after leaving the apartment, he hung around the door deciding his next move. There was no noise coming inside and he didn’t have any other choice rather than to back down and leave it. Y/n was right, no matter how violent Toru can be he cannot cross the limits. He valued his reputation. But he didn’t want to see Y/n hurt. He walked out of the apartment building and waited for a while, patting against his pockets to find his cellphone. He should call someone and ask about his next move. He hasn’t been insecure about his decisions before but regarding this sensitive topic, it would be better if he called Akaashi or Sugawara. “Did I left it back there?” He wondered, looking over his shoulder to see the apartment block again. He shook his head running back to the building, half glad about the excuse and the opportunity. Half wondering what her reactions would be. He exited the elevator, thinking of walking to her apartment when the elevator beside him pinged close, giving him only enough time to see the disappearing figure of Y/n behind the two metal doors. Out of sheer surprise, Kuroo froze to the ground. She didn’t see him. An unknown feeling of anxiety filled his stomach as he smashed his fingers on the elevator buttons. He tried the staircase but soon find out it had been close due to construction, he raced his way to the elevators back again as the doors pinged open. He raced inside, wishing she would be okay. Wishing he would be able to save her.

His ride to the rooftop seems to take forever. He paced around waiting until the door opened. He stepped out. The cold night wind welcomed him, brushing away his raven hair out of his face. Kuroo froze: there she was, still alive, standing at the edge. Her head tipped back to stare at the eerily beautiful stars in the night sky. “Y/n?” Kuroo talked.

She turned, surprised. Her eyes filling with thousands of emotions. “Kuroo? What are you doing here?”

“Get down from there. It’s dangerous” Kuroo didn’t answer her question. He didn’t have the time to answer her question. The only thought running inside his mind was: get her out from there!

She turned back to the sky, “This world is a terrifying place, Kuroo. I don’t think I can endure it anymore.” She looked over her shoulder at him, smiling. “You’re a kind person, you know? It’s rare to see people like you. Wish I would’ve-” She stopped, shaking her head. “My life, it doesn’t have to go on anymore.”

“You still have the chance, Y/n. Come down and we’ll sort it out, please.” Kuroo knew his voice was shaking. He was surprised he had the strength to talk at all at the moment.

She suddenly turned and opened her arms, “I wish it was different for me, different for us. You can call me selfish for thinking like this. But” She smiled, and Kuroo’s heart stopped for a moment. It was the same smile. The one that reached to her eyes and wrinkled the edges of her face. The one that lighted up her face like a star. Her smile. The smile that only belonged to her.

(The smile that she gave only to him.)

"I love you"

Kuroo’s heart was racing as she grinned, “Tetsuro, keep that beautiful heart forever. You can make someone’s life better. I know it”

I want to make your life better, he wanted to say but just watched her. His whole body was frozen to the ground as she waved slightly. The hope in her eyes was nowhere to see. Her eyes were empty again. He took a step, ready to take her down from there. Ready to save her life. But, she jumped.

Kuroo would’ve screamed, he would’ve run to the edge of the rooftop to see her. But he just stood there. His arm still hanging midair, trying to reach the girl that was already gone from his life. He fell to his knees, clutching his shirt as he punched the ground repeatedly. The girl he failed to confess. The girl he loved but never was his. Sitting there, he regretted all the words he didn’t say. He should’ve tried harder. Should’ve confessed to her. Should’ve made her life beautiful but he failed.

Then again, no one could blame him. We’re all living lives filled with regret. Just one after another problems crowd inside our minds but, we’re humans. We make mistakes but our pure existence can make someone smile. Make someone happy. We can be the reason that someone’s alive.

Kuroo stood up and collected his courage. Streams of tears flowed down his tears and he didn’t attempt to wipe them away. An ambulance blared breaking the silence of the night. Her words echoed through the air around him. Her last confession. Kuroo finally screamed, letting out the agony and the pain inside his heart as he sobbed openly. Tears streaming without mercy.

It was just three words: I love you. But it can make the deepest mark inside someone’s heart. Either a pleasant beauty or an everlasting regret.

"She has her head in her heart and a broken body Never wrong but she always says sorry Takes the pain, and throws away her pride"

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khilluas · 4 years

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I wish I looked as good in red

#haikyuu!!#haikyuu!! land vs sky #kuroo testuro #kuro tetsuro #kuroo #kuroo tetsurou #i want more #tomorrow it will be #i hope #god #these eps #so great #thank you wolrd #he is one handsome guy #i mean i get the akaashi love but also have you seen this guy #Mine #100 #500 #1k

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ndkuroken · 4 years

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binge-reading an OT4 fic and Kenma just got a tongue piercing...had to pause for a min 👀 rip akaashi, kuroo and bokuto 🥵

#i haven't read much ot4 but i was looking for mental health fics w kenma and this one is SO GOOD ++ not oversexualized #keiji is so gone for kenma tho i love it. i mean everyone is but u know...#ot4 #akaashi keiji #bokuto koutaro #bokuakakuroken #kuroken #bokuaka #kozume kenma #kuroo tetsurō #kuroo tetsurou #kuro tetsuro #haikyuu #haikyuu!!#hq!!

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wonderwomanfantasy · 2 years

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Game-changing bet

hello, I'm not dead I decided to do a Kuroo one I hope you enjoy it despite the wait.

Kuroo x Reader

warnings: smut, pwp, Daddy kink/ slight age play, mentions of porn, mentions of sex toys, friends with benefits,

word count: 1,600 (About)

Summary: a simple sounding bet leads to having sex with your good friend Tetsuro

You walked into the library stiffly. You’d managed to make it through most of your day without anyone calling you out, but this would be the real test.

Kuroo’s eyes flicked up to meet you as soon as you got close and a warm smile spread across his lips.

“Hey,” you greeted casually taking your seat across from him.

“Hey, what’s up with you you’re walking like you have a pole up your ass,”

You sighed. Leave it to Kuroo to see right through you when you didn’t want anyone to notice you.

“It’s embarrassing,” you sighed. His grin only widened,

“Then be quiet so no one will hear,” he said, eyes bright.

“So I have this tradition,” you started “Every semester before finals week I buy myself something special to help me relax.”

“Like a video game?” he asked. You felt your face get hot and you squirmed in your seat.

“No like, uhm more like a toy to help me really relax,” he burst out laughing much too loud for the quiet library. You lunged across the table and slammed your hands over his mouth to shut him up.

“I swear to god Tetsurou I’ll kill you,” you hissed and he tried his best to quiet himself.

“I’m sorry continue, so you buy yourself a new sex toy as a reward for passing your classes,” he said, trying not to laugh again.

“Basically,” you admitted sheepishly. “So I bought myself something last week and I can’t use it,”

“What like it’s broken?”

“No,”

“Do you not like it as much as you thought you would,”

“No, I didn’t get to try it, not really, it’s too big,” you hid your face in your hands,

“It doesn’t even fit inside of me and I kind of hurt myself trying last night, that’s why I’m walking funny,” you admitted finally, humiliated. The worst part is, it wasn’t even that big you’d seen people take much, much more, and even though what you were getting was pretty reasonable considering what else was for sale.

“We’re you like, stretched outright?” Kuroo asked.

“Apparently not, I mean I used lube I was uhm in the right headspace so to speak, But like I couldn’t even get the tip in this thing was huge,” you defended, then mimed the approximate size of the dildo.

“I bet I could have made it fit,” he said. You raised an eyebrow at him

“I didn’t think you were into taking Kuro-”

“Shut up you brat I meant I could have made it fit in you,” he snapped back. You scoffed

“Oh excuse me, I forgot you lost your virginity two years ago and now you’re a walking sex god my bad, go on tell me how to fuck my own pussy,” you snapped.

“Easy princess don’t get your panties in a twist, I’m just saying that thing cost you what 80 bucks? You can’t just let that go to waste,”

“50,” you corrected with a sniff, but he had a point that was still fifty dollars of Oragasums you needed to get out of this too big thing, and Kuroo was the kind of friend who could help you with this and it wouldn’t change the relationship between the two of you.

“If you hurt me I’ll break your neck,”

“Deal,” he said instantly a light shining in his eyes.

“And If you can’t make it fit you buy me dinner for wasting my time,” you said,

“Anything you want,” he agreed, he was way too excited to go along with this.

You were sitting between Kuroo’s legs naked. His big hands ran over your body slowly, raising goosebumps along your skin.

“This thing is fucken huge I thought you were just being a baby,” he laughed,

“You’re just mad it’s bigger than yours,” you snapped back you could feel him pressed against your back he was hard, and you wondered if he’d get off just by touching you.

“What do you do, to start? How do you turn yourself on?” he asked, his large hands resting on your thighs.

“I don’t know just watch porn I guess,” you admitted. He hummed thoughtfully.

“What kind of porn?”

“I don’t know,” you took a deep breath, It was just Kuroo you could be real with him, and he’d respect you he would keep your secrets and he wouldn’t make fun of you.

“I like ASMR stuff, just a lot of moaning, and dirty talk,” you told him. Kuroo hummed behind you like he was thinking of what to do next.

“I can do that I think, You just want me to tell you how pretty you look, spread out for me like this?” His voice was lower than it normally was and you felt its effect down to your toes.

“Yes,” you said, breathily, you wished he’d just get on with it and touch you. Suddenly he let out a low moan that made you jolt, you felt like you would have jumped out of your skin if Kuroo hadn’t been there to hold you down.

He laughed a little, “I’m so fucking lucky to see you like this, I’m almost scared to touch you, I think the second I sink my fingers in that pretty cunt I might cum,” he said. Finally, he reached to the Apex of your legs and ran his thick fingers over your folds spreading your wetness over your clit.

“Do you like that kitten? You like Daddy playing with your clit?” he asked and you felt your cheeks burn.

“Y-yes D-Daddy,” you whimpered making Kuroo laugh, you wondered how he knew that you liked that or if he was doing it for him. Either way, he was getting you off.

“Is this how you play with your private parts baby? Is this how you touch yourself when Daddy isn’t there?” he was teasing you now, circling your entrance with his middle finger, only pushing into you when you caught him off guard and pitched your hips forward

“Naughty girl,” Kuroo laughed as he slowly pumped his finger in and out of you, twisting his wrist in you. “How should Daddy punish you for being such a bad slut?” he asked Kuroo dipped his head and started kissing your neck before surprising you by sinking his teeth into your neck.

“Now, whenever someone asks where you got that mark you have to look them in the eye and tell them that there aren’t any classes on how to fuck yourself so you had to get your friend to show you how to use your cunt,” he said against your ear. He slipped another finger inside of you, scissoring you open and fucking you with his thick fingers.

“Daddy-” you moaned bucking your hips down against his hand again, this time he let you without punishment unless you counted more neck kisses as a punishment. You could feel his cock hard against your back rutting against your ass.

Kuroo had three fingers in you now, you’d never felt so full before,

“Kuroo, I need you,” you whimpered you were going to cum if he kept touching you like this. The Dildo he was supposed to be fucking you with was long forgotten at the other end of the bed.

Kuroo pulled his finger out of you and flipped you around pressing your back to the mattress. He loomed over you caging you in with his larger frame.

“Fuck baby look at you,” he sighed, “All fucked out just from Daddy’s fingers,” he moaned shoving his jeans down his legs. You almost whimpered when he pulled his cock out. You watched as he pumped himself in his fist and pulled one of your legs up over his shoulder.

“You want me to fuck you?”

“Yes- please Daddy,” you pleaded, Kuroo didn’t make you wait, he dipped his head to kiss you as he slid in. you couldn’t help but mona as you felt him fill you up.

“Fuck baby even with all that prep work, you’re so tight,” he purred against your neck. “I’m going to move now is that okay?”

“Yes-”

Kuroo tried to be gentle at first, but how you were sucking him in and milking his cock made it hard to hold back.

“There's my good girl,” he grunted his thrusts getting sloppy, Kuro was having a hard time focusing on two things at once, thrusting his hips at a steady pace and rubbing your clit,

“Fuck baby, are you close? Are you going to cum?” Kuroo asked, desperately, he was close to his own release but he was determined to get you off first.

“Daddy, I’m so fucking close please keep fucking me,” you pleaded, throwing your head back and arching your body up against him.

Kuroo could do that at the very least. He hooked one hand under your hip and lifted you up so he can fuck you deeper,

Kuroo watched your eyes roll back into your head as you came around him, the feeling of your orgasm was enough to push him over the edge, and the two of you came together.

Kuroo held you close as you both heaved, catching your breath and coming down from your respective highs.

“That was so fucking good,” he sighed, nuzzling the side of your neck.

“You owe me dinner,” you sighed,

“What?” he asked, you grinned and nodded towards the toy

“Didn’t make it fit, you owe me dinner,” Kuroo found that he could live with that.

#kuroo x reader smut #kuroo tetsuro x reader #kuroo x reader #fem reader #haikyuu!!

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theglitterypages · 3 years

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Beautiful Dream

Chapter 1

Masterlist

Kuro Tetsuro x f! Reader

You were a second year in Karasuno and you're one of the two managers that they have, it always have been fun to spend time with the boys, it's always fun to watch them work hard to improve themselves and staying with them inspires you to improve yourself as well.

Little did you know that you being a manager in Karasuno will lead you to meet Kuro Tetsuro.

It was the first time that the current Karasuno Volleyball Team meet Nekoma and if you were being honest you were nervous for the boys, not that you don't trust their ability but it is because a match with Nekoma is a whole new world for them and for you as well.

Before the game started you and Shimizu made sure that your players are well enough, since Shimizu is the silent one you're the one who step up to cheer them.

"Do your best guys." you smiled cheerfully.

As expected the chaotic second years, Tanaka and Nishinoya overreacted. "You're gonna make us cry YN-chan! You two are the best managers." you stared at them blankly and shook your head, "Stop it you two, that's embarrassing." you commented and the whole team laughed.

"As expected, YN-chan is still sharp as ever." Daichi chuckled and you just smiled.

Kuro was watching the whole thing, now a part of him understands why Tora wants them to have a manager, it must be really nice to always have someone to rely on as a captain, someone who helps in keeping the team on check when he couldn't.

Just as they thought that the game would start, Nekoma's coach insisted that the players should formally introduce themselves first, for a strange reason the old coach's eyes landed on you and Shimizu.

"Wow, Karasuno even has two muses. Please introduce yourselves." you bowed with an awkward smile and introduce yourself quickly, "I'm Y/N L/N, Sir. A second year, it's nice to meet you, Coach." the old man chuckled and then looked at Shimizu to tell her that it's her turn and the latter introduced herself politely.

Kuro was staring at you the whole time, as the other players shake hands with other Karasuno players, he walks towards you and held his hand out. "Kuro Tetsuro, Nekoma's captain." he smiled.

You looked up at him and blinked numerous times, confused of why he approached you but because you didn't want to be impolite, you smiled back and shook his hand. "Y/N L/N, it's nice to meet you." the moment that Kuro's hands has touched yours he felt like he was electrified.

Was it because of your palm's warmth or its softness?

Kuro stopped himself from smiling when he let go of your hand. He's not the type to be interested with a girl he just met but today is a different story.

When the game ended you were left in awe because of Nekoma, they're all good but even if you saw that every players in Nekoma is gifted you wouldn't deny the fact that you were a little more focused on Kuro.

"Someone has a little crush." Shimizu whispered as she nudged you gently and you gasped as you blush. "No! That's not it!" you denied and you caught the attention of everyone, you immediately covered your mouth while Shimizu was smiling teasingly.

"YN-chan just shouted…she rarely shouts. Ryu did you hear that? Even her shouts sounds angelic." Nishinoya told Tanaka and the latter agreed, "Yes and look at Kiyoko-san smiling. With these ladies existing world is at peace again." Kuro frowned at the two, he has no idea if these two really likes you or they're just messing with you.

You immediately glared at Nishinoya, "Yuu, shut up." the talented libero just laughed out loud.

"No, I won't." he stick his tongue out, still teasing you before he ran away still mumbling how amazing your shout was.

You glanced up at Shimizu and pouted. "Do I look obvious, I mean he's just good and he seems like a nice guy and…" you played with your fingers and Shimizu tap your back lightly, "You don't have to defend yourself it's natural." she gave you one last tap on your back before walking towards Suga.

You sighed and started cleaning up and noticed that Nishinoya is staring at Nekoma's libero intensely.

"Oh no, that idiot." before you could even walk towards him to scold him, he already run towards Yaku and spoke. "Number 3, your receives are amazing. I've never seen anyone able to receive so many of our ace's spikes. Your entire team is great and you're their libero, you're really amazing and I'm going to do my best too." and after that? He ran off.

You chuckled and shook your head as you watch him run away, Noya is really intense but he's a nice guy but he can be scary to some.

"Do you need some help?"

You froze upon hearing that handsome voice, you slowly turned behind you and saw Kuro. "Uh…thanks for the offer but I'm all good." you smiled, Kuro has to chew the insides of his cheek to prevent himself from smiling, those smiles of yours will probably be one of the things he would be thinking of before he go to bed tonight.

"Hmm, seems like this is not the last time we'll meet. I heard the coaches setting up another practice game." you looked back and your eyes shone with glee, something that didn't escape Kuro.

"Really? That's great our boys will have great practice matches with you guys."

Ah so that was it? Kuro thought, he's not gonna lie that he assumed that you were happy that you'll see him again little did he know that, that you really are happy to know that you'll be seeing him again.

You counted the water tumblers and when it was all complete you zipped the bag and Kuro watched you, "Can I get your number? Since we'll all have to get along with each other." you looked up at him and nodded shyly, "Should I just type it on your cell or…" Kuro fished his phone out of his pocket and handed it to you.

"Here, I'll be texting you to ask your team's whereabouts. They're all interesting dudes." he reasoned out as if he's not asking your number because of his personal reasons.

You looked up and nodded with a smile, a little disappointed to hear that but you hide it anyway and gave him his phone back. "They can be chaotic but they're all nice, Ryu and Yuu are both intense but they're decent guys just a little loud." you told him.

"They must be lucky to have a manager who looks after them."

"No, we're the lucky ones. We get to witness this team to grow and it's touching to see them play with all of their hearts."

Kuro was impressed, man he didn't expect to find you more interesting the more he talks to you.

"YN-san! Have you seen my bag? I left it beside Kageyama's but I can't see it."

Kuro looked behind you just to see Shoyo looking confused, you turned to see Shoyo pouting and you sighed.

"I placed it beside mine, your clothes are also there so get changed." he nodded at you and turned to go get his bag but yous topped him.

"Shoyo, catch!" you threw him a towel and he caught it, even if he's confused. "Wipe your sweats and stop moving around too much, get some rest."

Kuro watched the interaction closely, you're just a second year but he definitely feels that motherly care and support that you give and before he could even stop himself from commenting the words escaped from his lips.

"You're like a Mom looking after her kid."

You immediately turned to him, "Eh?" that was the only thing you could say, what were you suppose to say anyway?

"All I'm saying is that you're doing a great job as a manager."

Your mouth hang open and you went silent and just as you were about to reply you heard someone shouting Kuro's name.

"Kuro-san let's go pack up."

Kuro sighed before he looked at you, "I got to go, see you again YN-chan?" you were taken aback, you don't really mind him calling you that but why does it make you feel butterflies on your stomach?

"Hmm, see you again Kuro-san."

"Nah-uh. Call me Tetsuro, see you soon." he pat your head and made his way back to his team and when you turned, Nishinoya was smirking at you.

"Don't say anything, Yuu. I'll kick you for real."

"Woah, woah you'd hurt your childhood sweetheart just like that?"

You smirked at that, you grew up with Nishinoya, he was once a shy kid but now he's confident and he has a big presence, he was also the one who invited you to become a manager and you were glad that you agreed because if not you wouldn't be here.

"Do I look obvious?" you asked him, Nishinoya laughed and he looks so amused to see you nervous. Sure, he's been vocal in admiring you but it was because he wants to boost your confidence, he's not attracted to you romantically but he acknowledges the fact that you're gorgeous and attractive.

"No but to me you are. We knew each other for a long time, I know it when you're crushing on someone."

You pouted and looked down, "But isn't it too soon to have a crush on him?" Nishinoya shook his head and he wrapped his arms around you, you're just as tall as him so he didn't have a hard time doing that.

"Nothing's too soon, if you feel it you feel it. Believe me, he's as interested as you are."

Your eyes widened, is he telling the truth or he's doing it for the sake of cheering you up? You pouted and sighed, "I swear to God, Yuu stop messing with my head." you warned him and he laughed, it's a rare sight to see you like this and it's been ages since he last saw you be flustered because of a guy, Nekoma's captain is really lucky to caught your attention just minutes after meeting him.

"I'm not messing around, Y/N. I never lie to you, I saw him stealing glances okay? Plus I heard that he asked for your number, did you forget that I'm a guy too? He won't do that if he's not interested in knowing you better. But still, I want you to be careful, he's a city boy so he might have dirty tricks up on his sleeves."

You were in awe after hearing all that from your best friend, he can be really deep sometimes. "Don't worry, Yuu. It's just a crush." you smiled and Noya smiled back, he removed his arms around you and you two walked towards your bag, he carried yours and you thanked him, "Is my best friend being extra nice 'cause her crush is watching?" he teased and you attempted to snatch your bag from him but he dodged your hands, for once you thought he won't tease you but he proved you wrong, Nishinoya can be really annoying sometimes.

"Can you tone down your voice for a bit? You're too loud for a small guy."

"Ouch, my heart's been broken so many times goddamit, Y/N."

You laughed it off and Nishinoya too, as you two stepped outside and prepare to leave you see Tanaka and Tora crying, "Why are they so dramatic?" Nishinoya just chuckled and his eyes landed on Kuro, as expected the rooster head is really watching you. Nishinoya's man instincts are on point he knew so damn well that this guy is as interested as you are but once he made a dirty move and hurt you he ain't gonna waste time to whoop his ass even if he's a giant.

As you two were about to pass by Kuro, Nishinoya saw him took a step forward. "See you guys soon." Kuro said, he glanced at Nishinoya and nod at him but Nishinoya knew that his attention is all on you, damn why is he the third wheel?

"Hmm, thanks for the game." Noya replied formally before looking at you. "I'll check up on Chikara, Y/N." and then he left you.

"Let's text when we get home?" Kuro asked and all you could do was nod. "Hmm, sure thing. Take care you guys, I'll go ahead, Ku-Tetsuro." you waved at him as you walk away and Kuro heard Kenma says something.

"What did you say Kenma?"

"She's pretty and she seems nice. Don’t do anything naughty, Kuro." Kenma told him.

"I can't believe you also think that I'm a womanizer."

"You were."

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You weren't expecting Kuro to text you at all that's why you were so nervous when he texted you and you have to text Nishinoya about it, the libero laughed and told you to just be yourself and that's how the conversation started.

°°°°°°°°°°

Kuro noticed how close you were to Nishinoya and he thought that you two might be dating but since you confirmed it, he felt a lot better. He headed to the kitchen to eat his dinner with a smile on his face and he texted Kenma about how the first conversation between you two went.

Now that sounded like a threat wasn't it?

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bakugohoex · 3 years

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“really, again?”

pairings: atsumu miya x female reader, hajime iwaizumi x female reader and tetsuro kuroo x female reader

cw: aged up, language, nsfw (breeding kink, nipple play, hair pulling, fucking (obvs), slight expeditionist)

word count: 1900+

a/n: i promise, my requests will start being done soon, i know i always promise this, but i had this idea cause i found it funny sorry

summary: in which you find yourself being fucked senseless by your favourite boy, an interruption occurs to you never gaining the release you need

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atsumu miya

“Such a good little cumslut for me.” He groaned into your ear; your day had blurred into this one single moment. How you had come to see Atsumu whilst he was at practice bringing cupcakes you had made at work and here you were in the MSBY changing rooms being fucked onto the lockers.

“Atsumu.” You moaned as his thrusts became quicker and harder. Almost being able to see him indent his lengthy cock in your stomach. “I need to cum.” You moaned into his ear, your legs had been wrapped around his waist, your shirt unbuttoned, and his shirt being chucked to the side.

Maybe a quickie wasn't a good idea, especially with the threat of his team mates coming in at any second. “Come on slut, let me cum with you.” His thrusts continued, your eyes rolling to the back of your head as you felt him grip your ass. You knew you’d be able to see the indent of his nail afterwards, which would make him horny and fuck you again.

“Such a dirty little thing, coming here wearing that for my teammates to see.” He muttered in your ear, leaving breathless kisses along your neck. It felt intoxicating with his hand massaging your nipples that he loved so much, in this short time, Atsumu had already sucked on them and left bites all around your breasts. You could feel your cum coil up inside of you ready to cream all over his cock, but the sound of chatters had gotten louder, and the sight of the door opening had made the situation a lot worse.

“Yeah, i saw Y/n and Atsumu come out of the gy…” Bokuto trailed off seeing how your whole body was practically on show and Atsumu’s cock had been stuffed inside of you.

Sakusa looked between the two of you shrugging and spoke, “really again?” He had caught you multiple times fucking and had gotten used to it going to his locker and grabbing some wipes and spray to clean the surface. He had kept some not only for his own hygiene but for moments like this.

“I’m so sorry.” You whisper trying to cover yourself with Atsumu who had stopped thrusting and had a grin on his face.

Hinata and Bokuto both looked between the two of you, Atsumu’s cock just being out without a care in the world, “if you guys wanted to watch we’d have let you.”

“Atsumu.” You scowl as you try to find your clothes, seeing the discarded bra and shirt, you wear it trying to find the skirt that had been thrown away.

“Here.” Sakusa wearing gloves had picked up the skirt and passed it to you. You could feel the heat rush to your face, this was embarrassing, it had been fine when Sakusa had seen it because he genuinely didn't care but Bokuto and Hinata were another story. They were like brothers to you and now they had seen you stretched out by Atsumu’s cock how would they ever forget that.

Bokuto was the first to pipe up at Atsumu, “I always thought you were lying about doing it in here.”

“That’s what i was going to say.” Hinata happily remarked, they really did share one brain cell. “I totally thought he was lying; she’d never do it here.”

“That must mean he was lying about doing it in the airport then.” Your eyes widened having remembered having done it in the airport.

“Atsumu what the fuck?” You scowl at the boy who had composed himself putting his clothes back on.

He gives a smirk before speak, “I may have told them that we fuck...a lot.”

“Stupid brat, we’re not fucking anymore if you think we do it too much.” You grab your bag having left the cupcakes about to walk away.

Atsumu spoke lowly a fuck even though he knew that in a couple hours you’d be in bed in those pretty laced lingerie he had bought. Waiting for him to fuck your pretty little cunt into you cum moaning his name.

hajime iwaizumi

Your legs were pushed against your frame, his cock thrusting back and forth as you could feel how your slick dribbled from your cunt. Iwaizumi had just come back from training the national team and he was stressed. Being the amazing girlfriend you are, you’d sit waiting for him in nothing, but a skimpy green lingerie set, at the sight of you he had grabbed your wrists taking you to your bed.

Here you were, in a mating press as you could feel his cock go even deeper inside of you. “Hajime, c...cum please.” A soft moan came from your lips as you felt his body press against your own, every deep thrust making your mind go wild.

“Come on baby, let me go deeper.” He whispered his mouth on your nipples, sucking and biting at them. His tongue swirled around the tit making a heavy moan come from your mouth.

It was supposed to be simple, a quickie before he would go shower and then join you on the sofa to cuddle. But the more his cock felt your velvety walls the more he needed more, one more thrust kept going through his head, one more and then he’d let you cum, but it kept occurring. Every thrust increased in pace, before the sound of something was heard behind him.

“Surpr…” The sound of a glass dropping startled both of you, “Iwa-chan.” Oikawa shouted, turning around to not see him take his cock out of you.

“What are you doing here, Shittykawa?” You knew Oikawa was coming back from Argentina for a short visit, you both had even offered your place for him.

“I caught an early flight.” He muttered and still turned around. You quickly got up wearing a hoodie and trying to find your underwear. Iwaizumi passed it, giving a small scowl at how Oikawa had ruined the moment. “Really, again.”

You were confused at the comment before he continued, “Hinata told me about how you two can’t keep your eyes off of each other, it’s eye fucking in his eyes.”

“Maybe if you had called before you wouldn't have seen it.” Iwaizumi rolled his eyes, putting his clothes back on.

You laugh at the two of them, “don't be mean Hajime, where’s your stuff Oikawa, I'll show you to your room.”

“Always the nice one Y/n-chan.” You laugh as you step over the broken glass, “fix that for us Iwa-chan.”

Oikawa pointed to the glass, you laughed before dragging him away before Hajime threw the boy out of the apartment. “How did you even get inside?”

“The door was unlocked; you should really lock it when you’re fucking.” You shook your head; Iwaizumi had been in such a hurry to take you into the room that he had forgotten to lock it.

You shrugged at least knowing that you had a very big impact on the boy to forget something as trivial as that, “how was your flight?”

“You're going to ask me that when I just saw your boyfriend balls deep inside of you.” He mocked as you pushed his side.

“I’m being nice.” He pouts but it seemed like he was enjoying teasing you.

“Shut up Oikawa.” You mutter as he drags his bags along.

He laughs before seeing Iwaizumi come beside you having cleaned the glass. He watches how you touch his fingers making sure the boy wasn't hurt and if any glass had scratched him. “You both really are in love.” He almost says it in disgust but with a tone of admiration, it was a love he admired about the two of you, having dated for years now you both were destined to be together. And he knew everybody could see it.

tetsuro kuroo

The sound of the moans came from inside his office, the way the papers he had been stapling were now discarded on the floor and on his desk were your breasts pushed against the wooden top. His cock deep inside as his hand had wrapped your hair to make a makeshift ponytail for him to pull.

“You didn't expect me to not fuck you.” He toyed, you had only come to ask if he wanted to get lunch, but Kuroo had other ideas, having pushed everything off his desk for you to be pushed against.

His cock thrusted back and forth, a quickened pace to get you both to cum, “Tets…” You could barely breathe as each jolt brought about a moan and muffles from your mouth.

“Look at you, a mess just for me.” He pulled at your hair, making you look up at the empty chairs in front of his desk. His jacket lay on the floor as you knew his trousers and belt were to the floor. He had seen you in the tight dress that made your breasts spill out and had to ravage you at that moment. “You gonna say something then, whore.”

“Sir, please...let me cum.” You could feel yourself build up the liquid ready to gush right onto his blushed cock.

“You’ve been a bad little slut, coming in here wearing that.” His thrusts had gotten deeper with every word. You moaned his name loudly, wanting to feel him breed your body till you were filled up with him.

“Hey Kuro…” Kuroo’s eyes had widened, in an instant he let go of your hair, your body pressed against his desk hiding your sore breasts. You saw Kenma having walked in with his game in his hand, he was able to see the curve of your ass and Kuroo’s cock right between your legs. “Really, again?”

Kenma had seen you both sneak off multiple times to fuck in the years he’d known you. He turned around going back to his game without a word. “Kuroo get out of me.”

“What? I can’t finish in you.” He smirked his hand grasping your ass.

“Mood’s ruined.” He took his cock out, feeling your slick drip out from your cunt and off his cock. Finding your clothes, you quickly wore it as Kuroo sorted himself out, “I’ll see you at home.” You went to kiss his cheek, but he moved for you to kiss his lips. His soft plump lips that you had missed so very much, but in again Kenma interrupted the moment.

“Get a room you two.” Kenma had returned his eyes still fixated on the game, he moved further inside as you rolled your eyes going up to the boy.

“Yeah, yeah, I’ll see you at home, bye Kenma.” You touched his shoulder as the boy smiled at you before he turned back to his game. He was always a sweet kid, having watched the two of you form a relationship, he was always glad you were the one to have taken Kuroo’s heart. Even if he hated seeing you both want to fuck each other 24/7, it was love, obsessive love, but love.

Kuroo watched you leave, if only you had arrived a couple minus earlier, he would’ve been able to cum right inside of your pretty little cunt. “What are you doing here?” Kuroo spoke, collecting the papers that had flooded the floor.

“You said to meet you here for lunch.” Kuroo had forgotten the invitation to go to lunch with his best friend, you had preoccupied him, and he had become unaware of what was even occurring. “Lunch?” Kenma questioned not caring about the previous events anymore.

“Yeah, yeah come on.” He muttered grabbing his jacket and leading the boy away from the sex swept room.

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mrskurono · 3 years

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NO ONE TALKS ABT IT OFTEN BUT KUROO AND OIKAWA

☆☆I LITERALLY JUST SAW A PICTURE OF THESE TWO TOGETHER DURING MY AIMLESS PINTEREST SCROLLING AND YOU READ MY MIND ANON☆☆

Poly Relationship Headcanons // Toru Oikawa x reader x Tetsuro Kuro

Tags: Flirty Oikawa and Kuro, nsfw situations, poly relationship

Character(s): Kuro Tetsuro(hq), Oikawa Toru(hq)

⇾ How do I put this nicely? Kuro and Oikawa bring out the Fuck Boi™ in each other

⇾ Extremely gorgeous men together? Yeah they know it too and lowkey taunt you about what it's like to have so much beauty AND brains at your disposal

⇾ You question the brains part

I found it yay!!

⇾ These handsy mf can't keep to themselves most the time; always a hand on you, or on each other or the amount of snuggling next to one another is insane

⇾ Oozes bisexual energy like no other and you better be ok with them constantly flirting with you and each other because they won’t stop

⇾ Oikawa is the main culprit of the flirting but Kuro gets that wicked grin on his face and you know both you and Toru are about to be flushed red over something he's gonna say

⇾ So much butt touching. Like, there's a hand on your butt constantly. And the amount of times you've seen them goating each other grabbing the others ass happens a lot

⇾ These extremely attractive men are still so service toppy that its ridiculous

⇾ Overstim on the regular in every way possible because they can't help it with the cheeky nature of the beast

⇾ Generally it's you and/or Oikawa bottoming but once in a while things get spicy with both men bottoming or Oikawa thinks you and Kuro should remember how great he is

⇾ Dirty talk is on par as is the fact both men are huge fans of photo sex and/or nudes

⇾ When Oikawa is outta the country you bet your ass he has Kuro filming the way he fucks you just so he has a front row seat to how much he misses both his babes

⇾ You’ve both visited him in Argentina more than once and it’s heavily thought about of moving down there with him

⇾ Chances are you’re exceptionally well taken care of in and out of the bedroom while also being the “boss” of both these men cuz I mean look at them...they need to be told what to do

⇾ And lowkey live for it

⇾ Ten outta ten might have a crush on these two now thinking about being their housewife

#oikawa tooru #oikawa x reader #kuro tetsuro #kuro tetsuro x reader #oikawa x kuroo #oikawa smut #kuro smut #haikyuu!!#hq!!#hq #haikyuu #hq smut #threethirst #threeask #kuroo tetsurō #oikawa torū

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kiiraes · 3 years

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spooky saturdays - hq

genre: humor warnings: horror theme? ft: kuroo tetsuro a/n: my entry for @sugamintchocochip's halloween collab! and no i did not mispell kuroo in that one sentence, kenma calls kuroo kuro. and when i say threatening smile, i mean this. i'm sorry this is kinda bad and kuroo is all i ever write for but just take it 😔

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it was saturday and you, kuroo, and kenma were hanging out in kenma's house. how you convinced him to let you stay over was unknown. kenma was playing video games, kuroo was scrolling on his phone, and you were lying upside down on the bed, very, very bored. "i'm boooooooored. and also hungry." no response. you waved your hand in front of kenma, and drawled, "hellooo? did you hear me? i'm bored and hungry." kenma slightly furrowed his brows, moving his head to see the screen. "y/n, stop, i'm gonna lose." you surely did not intend to stop as you snatched a blanket to use as your "cape" and spread your arms while dancing in front of the screen to turn his attention to you. soon enough, the game music came to a halt, signifying your victory. you grinned smugly and kenma sighed. "yes?"

"do you have board games? and food? can you get some for us? pleaseee?" getting up, he sighed again. "fine." you pumped your fist triumphantly and returned to your uncomfortable position on the bed. what you didn't notice was the sly look he had on his face. he wasn't gonna let you get away with interrupting his precious gaming time that fast. sorry kuro, he thought. you're gonna have to deal with this for a little while. he slipped out of the room, revenge plan in mind. after all, it was halloween anyway. why not have some fun? first, he went outside to gather some pebbles, then threw said pebbles one by one at the window. he scrambled to hide because like any sane person, he knew you would peek out the window to see the cause of the commotion, and you did. "tetsuro, what was that? did you knock on the window or something?" he gave you a confused look and shook his head. "c'mon, fess up." he pushed you lightly saying, "it wasn't me, i swear!" clink! "tetsu!!" "i said it wasn't me!" at this point, you were sure it wasn't him, you just needed something to blame. "ngghh, i'm kinda scared." "oh, c'mon. it's noth-" the lights flickered. "AAAAGHHHH!!!" you clung on to his chest and he held you tight. he wasn't all that concerned at first, but seeing how shaken up you were made him think if he should've been. the light didn't stop flickering, and you two weren't getting any less scared. this was all kenma's doing of course. he had to make it worse by playing some cheap, creepy witch laugh he found on youtube, and you didn't even notice the audio watermark. you were too busy shimmying up under the blankets. coming to the end of his plan, kenma smeared some ketchup onto his hands and face. wow, he was sure putting more effort into this compared to any other task. scoundrel. his feet heavily padding the floor, he walked slowly to the room to build up the suspense effect. "the door, the door, the door! we forgot, agh, it's too late. tetsu, if worse comes to worst, i love you!" kuroo, eyes shut tight, arms around you tighter, screamed, "I LOVE YOU TOO, Y/N!" why did he look more terrified that you were? disgusted with your sudden confessions, kenma busted in, face stained red with ketchup. "aah. i am wounded. help." on instinct, you threw your pillow only weapon at him, as kuroo, unhelpful as ever, let out a blood curdling scream. then he fainted. he FAINTED. "wuss," you muttered angrily, walking over to kenma, already aware that your suffering was caused by his antics. you smiled threateningly, gripping his shoulders tightly, you were not happy. "do you have any idea what you've done?" let's just say, after that night, you were a demon in his eyes.

ps: kuroo stayed asleep for the rest of the night. lame.

reblogs are appreciated!

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dirtyoatmeall · 3 years

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Bokuto’s Cool Sister (Tsukishima Kei x Reader)

A/N: Here is an actual fic! I have a list of shit to write I’m slowly working through, next will either be more head canons or a one shot. I’m re-watching AOT rn to get caught up with the new season so sorry about being absent! Luv u guys a lot

Pairing: Tsukishima x Bokuto sibling reader (No pronouns or gendered language used toward reader, not referred to as sister just used for title purposes), Bokuto x Akaashi, Kenma x Kuroo

Word Count: 2k! (longest ever!)

Warnings: Mentions of underage drinking (everyone at least 20), mentions of secs

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You groaned as you neared the door to your apartment, seeing that the door was not cracked open a little for you to nudge open like you had asked your brother to do as you pulled into the complex. You remember him vaguely mentioning friends coming over, and you can hear music faintly coming from the apartment, but he always checks his phone, especially when you're coming from the store.

You try to balance the milk on your knee to open the door, and just as you think you have it, the door doesn’t budge. You close your eyes and take a deep breath. Your brother never locks the doors, why would he now? His car is in the parking lot and you can hear noise inside, so he’s home. Instead of putting groceries on the ground and fishing your keys out of your purse like a normal person, you make the decision to kick the door, not very hard, but hard enough to be heard in the apartment.

“Kou! Why is the door locked? Will you come open it for me, I have groceries!” You can hear your brother tumbling towards the door, apologies flying out of his mouth a mile a minute. The door swings open, revealing your brother, grimace on his face. “Sorry! I totally forgot you were at the store, I think ‘Kaashi might’ve locked it.” You sighed, not being able to stay mad at your brother’s friend.

You walk in, jerking your head in the general direction of the parking lot, “I have some more in my car, can you go grab it?” He nods, grabbing his key ring and jogging out. Both of you had the spare key to each other’s cars, which turned out to be more convenient then you originally thought.

You move toward the kitchen, yelling out a greeting to your brother’s boyfriend. “Akaashi! Next time you come over to fuck my brother let me know before so I can have my keys out, or just leave the door unlocked and go in his room!” You had a joking, yet scolding tone of voice, imagining his flustered state at your words. What you did not expect, was a hyena-like laugh to come from the direction of the living room. You were almost positive your brother said Akaashi was here.

You place the groceries on the counter and make your way to the living room, freezing in the doorway. Akaashi was there, but so were 3 other people. Akaashi was red, shaking his head that was resting in his palms. There was someone playing on a gaming console on the couch who had their legs thrown over the lap of the laughing one, and one on the other couch, tall and blonde, who looked weirdly familiar, who had a faint smirk on their face. You grimace, you didn’t realize your brother had actual friends over, he usually just meant Akaashi or the occasionally Hinata. “Oops sorry ‘Kaashi, didn't know Kou was having other people over.”

He lifted his head, face still slightly flushed and smiled. “It’s fine (Y/N)-san, do you need help with the groceries?” You shook your head, pointing behind you in the direction of the kitchen, where you could hear your brother rummaging around. “Nah, I made Koutaro get the rest. If you guys are staying for dinner let me know and I’ll make something instead of making him go to the food truck for me. By the way, who are the rest of you? I literally thought Kou was lying about having friends.”

The blonde one snorted, you narrowed your eyes slightly, he looked so familiar, you just couldn’t quite place it. The one playing the console seemed familiar too, you think you might’ve seen him on Twitter. The only one you didn’t recognize was the first to speak. “I’m Kuroo Tetsuro, we all played volleyball together in high school, I’m surprised he hasn’t talked about us before.”

You nod in understanding, “Oh so that’s where. I’m sure he has, I just probably wasn’t paying attention to what he was saying. I mean you guys seem kinda familiar, more the other two than you, were you like benched a lot?” The quiet one next to him looks up to see his reaction and snorts at the disbelief on Kuroo’s face. “Yeah, Kuro wasn’t very good.” The half blonde says, giggling softly as Kuroo gasps and yells at him. “Kenma!” He turns to you, “I was the captain and a very good player actually.” You laugh as Kenma behind him makes a face that says ‘That’s what you think.’ Before Kuroo could whine some more, Akaashi speaks.

“Kenma-san is a YouTuber, which is probably where you’ve seen him. He and Kuroo-san played for Nekoma, I’m surprised you didn’t remember them from that, you remembered Lev-san.” Kenma actually laughs at that, and Kuroo is pouting as Akaashi continues, a cheeky smile on his face that told you he purposefully sprinkled that last little tidbit in.

“Tsukishima-san, aren’t you a museum-studies major?” The blonde on the loveseat across from the other three nods, and you snap your fingers, finally realizing where you know him from. “Oh, that makes sense! I think we’ve had a class or two together. I’m an archaeology major.” Tsukishima’s eyebrows raise in surprise, but before he could speak, your brother finally comes in from the kitchen.

“(Y/NNNNN), I put everything away, we were going to go to Onigiri Miya tonight, wanna come?” You nod and swat at his had when he ruffles your hair before plopping down to his boyfriend. You go to leave your brother and his friends, taking one last glance at Tsukishima, who seemed to have the same idea, he averted his eyes the moment yours met, and you smirked to yourself on the way to the kitchen to re-put away the groceries. You loved your brother, but he definitely did not know where to put things, your thought validified as you pull the eggs from the pantry, switching it with the instant ramen packets in the fridge. Good thing he was a great volleyball player. ` Later that night, you join the boys for dinner at Onigiri Miya. You take two separate cars, you driving your brother and Akaashi and Kuroo driving Kenma and Tsukishima. Kuroo made a joke about racing there, which you took as a personal challenge, much to the dismay of Akaashi. You would’ve won too, but you had to pull over to kick Koutaro in the backseat for playing Nickelback. He buys your food as an apology, and Kuroo’s food because he won (you venomed him later for your share of food, which he promptly venomed back to you with angry faces in the description.). The 6 of you sat in a corner booth, you were sandwiched between Akaashi and Tsukkishima with Kuroo between your brother and Kenma on the other side.

The table was loud with jokes, laughing, and yelling as everyone ate their meals. You snuck drinks of ‘Akaashi’s’ margarita when the waitress wasn’t looking (You were 20 and Akaashi submits to peer pressure from you easily). “(Y/N), are you not 21 yet?” Kuroo asked as he watched you nudge the drink toward Akaashi as the waitress talked to the other table. You turned to Kuroo, cheeks just barely flushed. “Hm? Oh no I’m not, I’m two years younger than you guys, I turn 21 in a few months.”

Kuroo hummed in understanding and got a suspiciously mischievous look on his face. “Oh, you’re the same age as Tsukkishima, and you guys have similar majors, how interesting” Your eyebrows furrow and you snort. “So do over a thousand other people Kuroo, its not a super niche subject.” You turn to Tsukkishima and continue, “Hm I didn’t realize we were in the same year, I thought you were older, must be your grumpy grandpa like disposition.” Akaashi explained what disposition meant to your brother and Kuroo snickered before he was shut down by Kenma, who has been doing an excellent job of roasting Kuroo at every chance he gets. “You laugh like everyone doesn’t call you old man behind your back.”

You laughed for the umpth time that night, Tsukishima watching you, he could really see the sibling resemblance when you laughed. You throw your head back and laugh loudly, from your gut much like your brother. Tsukishima looks away from you, catching Kuroos eye in the process, the blonde rolls his eyes at the smirk on Kuroos face. Out of the 5 of them, he was the only one not in a relationship and Kuroo has been trying to set him up since Bokuto and Akaashi finally got together at Akaashi’s graduation.

Tsukishima looks at you again, watching you take a sip of the margarita, and subsequently watches it almost come out of your nose as you laugh at something Akaashi said to Bokuto, clutching the former's shoulder, hand over your nose. There was no doubt that you were pretty, and you did have similar interests. His thoughts were interrupted by you turning to him, knee-knocking against his thigh. “Have you taken Anth 267?” He nods “I took it last quarter.” He replies and watches you sigh in relief. “Oh thank god, I’m having trouble meeting her insane essay expectations. I usually have ‘Kaashi read through mine but would it be ok if I sent them to you? Or at least bounced topics off you?” When he agrees you smile, unlocking your phone and sliding it towards him, a new contact open. “Oh great, here, why don’t you put your number in?” As he fills it out, his eyes involuntarily flit to the text message appearing at the top of your screen. From: That Sunny Bitch

Ew you think Tsukki’s hot? He’s a good volleyball player but he was a meanie in high school 😝

He held back the urge to smirk. That must be Hinata based on the name. He quickly finished the contact and gave your phone back before giving his to you, and you quickly typed in your contact info, as well as snapping a quick contact photo. It was super close to your face with your tongue out, a good tell of your personality. You give his phone back and the two of you talk more about school and classes before everyone gets ready to leave.

Your brother stands up first, and you take advantage of his large frame and chug the rest of the margarita down, smiling big at Akaashi who chastises you about drinking it so fast. You all wave to Osamu as you leave, and before Tsukishima can get to Kuroo’s car, he turns to the group, smirking. “I've got to run Kenma by our apartment to grab his charger, we’ll meet you guys.” You nod, handing your keys to Akaashi and turn to Tsukishima. “You can sit in the back with me Tsukishima!” Though you might be promoted to passenger if Bokuto makes bad music choices again.” You glare at your brother as you finish the sentence, and he whines about how his taste ‘isn’t that bad!’

The car ride back to your apartment is short, and you spend it chatting with Tsukki, as you’re now allowed to call him, and you spend the rest of the night with the boys, playing games and watching movies until early morning. Kuroo and Kenma leave first, and Kenma made your night when he looked you in the eye and said goodbye. Tsukki left about an hour later, his roommate picked him up. Akaashi ended up staying over, and you were glad your bedroom was on the other side of the apartment from your brother’s. You fell into bed content with the day, happy you were able to meet your brother’s friends.

You awoke mid-day, and you browsed your notifications before dropping your phone on your bed when you read one text message, heat spreading over your cheeks. You definitely do not remember changing his contact name.

From: Hot classmate Tsukki

Hey, how about we go over your essay over some coffee tonight?

#my writing #haikyuu!!#haikyuu #haikyu #haikyuu x you #haikyuu tsukishima #tsukishima kei #tsukishima x y/n #tsukishima x reader #tsukishima kei x reader #haikyuu x y/n #haikyuu x reader #tsukishima x you #tsukishima kei x you

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llamakenma · 3 years

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a ‘stay’ fanfic (kuroo tetsuro)

request: Helloo! may i ask for an angst scenario with fluff endingg where kuro say something mean to his female s/o? thankyou sm!!✨✨

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note: hiiii @aruhappy!!! i’m so so sorry for the delay and thank you so much for requesting!! i hope you will love this one although its quite short! stay safe and take care!

summary: where kuroo almost lost you.

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it had been three weeks since you had avoided him. three weeks since you uttered a single word to him. three fricking weeks of drowning and guilt and loneliness in which it was no better than hell. three weeks in which he knew he had fucked up so bad that he could still remember every scene of the last time he had seen your face. the same time where everything went downhill and he had no courage to face you after what he had said.

it was still so vivid. the way those tears dripped down you cheeks and how your lips trembled at the attempt to hold back your whimpers. how to rosy cheeks blushed even brighter with anger and distress, the same shade he did not want to see on you despite liking it so much- he longed to see the soft pink that would spread across everything he did something rather cringy, along with the same curve of the smile that brought butterflies and a whole damn zoo to him.

yet, it was the same smile that he had told you off for. the same smile that you gave to the guy that was so obviously pinning after you. he could not possibly stand still when you had your nose scrunched up, and the tiny wrinkles cornering your eyes as you smiled so bright, he could see the heart in the guy’s eyes.

he did not want to make and excuse but he was sure it was his instinct, as he pulled you arm, dragging you away from the guy he could not longer stand- the same guy he was dreading to punch so much yet he knew how sad you would feel if he did so.

nevertheless, he knew how wrong it was to take all of his anger out of you- he knew how much he would regret afterwards yet he could not stop the river of words flowing from his mouth.

“(y/n), the hell is with you, why do you keep going around flirting with other people like its nothing. do you even know that you have a boyfriend? do you even care about me anymore? and what’s with that smile you gave him- huh, what’s with the goddamn smile that you showed him. can you stop smiling like that, it disgusts me- hell you disgust me.”

it was only when he had spotted the tears he promised to never put on you- did reality kick him in the gut. he had never felt more helpless in his life- knowing that he could not turn back time nor take back any of the words he had uttered. he dared not to lay a finger on you- knowing that he’ll break you even more. he dared not to wipe off any of the tears he had caused- for he knew he would taint them with more misery. he dared not to see you cry- yet he was the cause.

he heard the laugh that drew him back to reality. the laugh he’d memorised all the chords of- from how to bring out the melodic sound to keep it constant throughout the day. yet, now as he saw you laughing beside the same guy he had dragged you from- he could feel you stomping over every piece of his broken heart. he could feel how his breaths become shallow yet threatened to increase at the same time- the urge to run to you and at the same time, punch the fool that dared to stand beside you.

he knew he could not live like this, and he hoped very much that you could not too. as he strode towards your figure, he held your hand and got onto one knee. he could hear gasps all around, and the wide eye you held that made warmth spread throughout his whole being.

“(y/n)-chan. i know i have messed up so bad- hell even i can’t even comprehend the amount of shit i had said to you. i know, i had not been the best too, i know it was wrong of me to even make you shed a tear- you only deserve to shed happy tears and only that- no more. i know you will doubt me when i say, i will never make you shed a tear of sorrow once again, especially not when it breaks me so much to see those tears even rim your eyes. i’m really sorry (y/n) and i always will be, and i hope you can accept my apology.”

he had his head low, he dared not to look at your face as he only anticipated for you to reject his apology- how can you possibly accept it when he had been so cruel, when he showed no mercy and spilled all his anger on you. yet, his head had it’s own muscles, as they shot right up at the sound of your sniffle. he was once again still, not knowing what to do except watching you with worry and concern written all over his face. had he made you cry again?

“kuroo you little thing. do you know how long i’ve been waiting for you to apologize to me? you took way too long- and i was starting to get lonely you big baby. come here.”

you extended your arms towards him, gesturing for him to feel the embrace he had missed so much and all he could do was smile as he could feel the tears welling in his eyes. he thought he had lost you. he now knew how dreadful it felt- and he could only do so much to prevent it from happening again.

#kuroo tetsuro x reader #kuroo testuro #kuroo tetsuro scenarios #kuroo x you #haikyuu #haikyuu!!#haikyuu angst #haikyuu x reader #kuroo angst #kuroo tetsuro fluff #kuroo x reader #kuroo smut #haikyuu kuroo #haikyuu scenarios #haikyuu x y/n #haikyuu fluff

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haikyuulovercompany · 4 years

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Hii! May I request a scenario for Kuroo and a character of your choice? Whoever you feel like writing. Could it be angsty? Their s/o has a very big, visible scar on their face, which they got when they were younger. They don't seem bothered by it unless someone asks for the details, in which case they get defensive. And when people who knew them before what happened go like, "You used to be so beautiful back then" they get insecure. Please feel free not to write it if it makes you uncomfortable♡

So, I was unable to make it really angsty... so i did more of a comfort piece that i hope that whoever feels a insecure on any degree, feels a little bit more loved... and since you let me choose one character, it was obviously my boyfriend Tendou ! Hope you enjoy (:

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Tetsuro Kuroo

Meeting the family of a new partner was always nerve-wracking. For Kuroo it was, at least. He was spending the weekend at ______’s hometown ready to get to know better the person he had happened to fall in love with more than seven months ago. Kuro had met ______ on his second semester in college. It was supposed to be an early night for him. He was supposed to have a couple drinks and then leave. However, as soon as ______ had appeared, he decided he could stay a couple more minutes. They had happened to be friends with his friends, and it had been a coincidence for them to choose the same bar as them. Kuroo didn’t believe much in coincidences, and started to believe in fate. What could’ve been the odds? Those few minutes became a couple more hours, and he had ended up walking ______ to their dorm at five in the morning.

The chemistry had been spontaneous, and he hadn’t let them go ever since that day. He genuinely saw a future with ______, and giving their parents a good impression was in his best interest.

______ rubbed his arm reassuringly as they stepped out of the taxi. Kuroo took a look at the house, and breathed in. “It’ll be okay. They’re nice,” they said. He nodded, keeping his cool.

He followed them down the graveled path leading to the front door. ______ rang the bell a couple times, and flashed him another smile. He fixed his jacket as if there something he could do. They had hopped off from an airplane, and he looked exactly like that. His hair was slightly more disheveled than usual, and he was sure he didn’t smell that nice either. He hoped his personality could make up for it.

The door opened showing two shining smiles. ______ went straight for a hug. While their father hugged them, their mother pulled Kuroo inside the house. “It’s so good to meet you,” she said cheerfully. “He’s such a handsome boy, ______. Where did you find him?”

“Lost in the streets. Like a stray cat,” they joked. Their parents rolled their eyes at them.

“Well, lucky you,” their mother told ______, and winked an eye at Kuroo. “Go and get comfortable. Dinner is not ready yet.”

“Yes. I’m dying for a shower,” they claimed, heading for the stairs without saying anything more.

“Thank you very much,” Kuroo made sure to say, never losing his manners.

“Oh, it’s our pleasure. Go ahead.”

Kuro nodded, and shuffled a little on his place before joining ______ on the stairs. They chuckled at him and shook their head. Neither of them said anything else until they were in the safeness of the bedroom they were using for the weekend. It was ______’s childhood bedroom. Kuroo’s curiosity perked up. He chose the bookshelf first, inspecting what kind of books they had collected through their early years. “Do you want to take a shower first?” they asked, sitting next to their

“No, go ahead.”

“Okay. Knock if you need anything.”

They locked themselves on the bathroom leaving Kuroo alone in the room. He continued going through the shelves. It was easy to tell which books had been for school, and which others had been bought for a personal preference. He stumbled upon a couple of photo frames. Standing with ______ were a couple of people he had never seen—their friends from their old school most probably. The first one was from somewhen around high school. The second one was different for one special detail: there was no scar on ______ face. They were much younger than in the previous photo, way before the accident which caused the scar on their face. He continued inspecting the room, not putting much more attention to it. Once he was done, he laid down on the bed, and scrolled through his phone, waiting for his turn without a hurry. He was grateful he could rest a little after the trip.

Within half an hour both were ready. While they hadn’t made a big effort on their appearance since they were staying home for the rest of the day, Kuroo combed his hair anyway. He wouldn’t dare to go down to have dinner with his hair in a complete mess. “Looking fine,” ______ teased him.

He smirked. “I’m trying to give a good impression.”

“I see that, thank you.” They stood on the tip of their toes and kissed him on the cheek. It meant a lot to ______ to see Kuroo taking the trip seriously, and he knew this. It also meant a lot to him. He had been excited when ______ invited him to meet their parents. It was taking their relationship to a more formal ground, and he was in for it. He wanted nothing more than to solidify his commitment to their relationship.

______ exited the room first. He had never been a shy guy, but he preferred to stay behind and be cautious with his actions. No matter how much ______ and he were alike, their parents could be another story. It wouldn’t be the first time an apple fell too far from the tree.

As they approached the first floor, they heard a third voice. ______ frowned, immediately turning to see their boyfriend with a worried face. “What’s the matter?” he asked.

“That’s my aunt. She’s… kind of careless with what she says.” They huffed. “I didn’t know she was coming.”

“You parents probably told her you would be here and wanted to see you.”

“Yeah, probably. I wished they didn’t to be honest. Whatever she says don’t take it personal, okay?”

“No problem,” he assured her with a casual yet confident grin.

The table was set for five people, confirming ______. Their aunt was staying for dinner and they hoped she didn’t make things too awkward. She came into the room as soon as she heard the pair, a big smile spreading across her face. She hurried to their side, embracing one at a time in a tight hug, almost taking the air out of the two of them. Just like their mother had done, she complimented Kuroo on his looks. He pretended to be shy, but they knew he was enjoying all the attention deep inside.

They helped to bring the food to the table, falling into casual conversation. ______ relaxed. Their aunt seemed to be on her best behavior. No imprudent comment had been made yet. They weren’t worried about what Kuroo would think. They worried on how awkward the night could be turned thanks to her.

They were in the middle of their food when their aunt cleared her throat as she wiped her mouth with a paper napkin. “For how long have you two been together?”

“Eleven months to be exact,” Kuroo answered.

“Wow, almost a whole year. That’s so sweet,” ______’s mother commented, giving the two a tender look.

“It is, right?” Kuroo answered with a slight grin. They exchanged glances with him briefly. ______ held back their giggles. Kuroo could never turned off his confident personality. They would never admit it out loud, but they adored that part of him. Admitting out loud would cause far more teasing from his part.

“You’re such a cute couple,” their aunt followed. “Had they showed you pictures of ______ before the scar? They used to be so beautiful back then.”

______ stopped chewing right then and there. It had taken them years to feel at ease with the scar across their cheek. It had been years of trying to cover it, failing, and having to accept it. Their parents stayed quite—everyone was trying to realize what to say next. “I need something to drink.” They stood up, quickly disappearing into the kitchen.

Kuroo cleared his throat and with a polite tone said, “No, actually no. I don’t there’s need to, to be honest.” ______ eyed him.

“I mean, they’re still as pretty as ever of course,” the aunt continued, a little bit ashamed of her comment. She wasn’t getting any sympathy, though.

“For sure, they’re a beauty,” Kuroo stated before standing up and following ______ into the kitchen, knowing well what they must be feeling. ______ was resting on the counter with their eyes on the floor. A shiny tear hung on their chin. Kuroo silently and swiftly approached them, swiping the tear off from their chin. “Are you okay?”

“I told you she was kind of careless,” they murmured, avoiding to meet his eyes.

“But she is wrong. I don’t think you were more beautiful than now.”

“I know that’s not true.”

“I say is subjective,” he offered.

They finally looked at him, a soft frown on their faces due to the confusion. “She thinks you’re not, but I think you are.” He received no answer, and he concluded it was best to take it more seriously. He hugged them with the intentions of keeping them under his hold as much as they needed it. ______ hugged him back. That was what they needed. Unconditional love.

Five minutes later, they removed themselves, drying their face. “Is it too obvious that I cried?”

“No, don’t worry.” And he wasn’t lying. ______ had spilled a couple tears. They hadn’t been enough to swell her eyes.

They went back to the table together. Kuroo pulled the chair out for them, and then took his seat. The dining room was in complete silence. Their parents stared worried. _____ gave them a faint smile. It didn’t mean everything was okay. It meant they were handling it.

“So, if you have embarrassing pictures of ______ as a baby, I’m up for that,” Kuroo said out of the blue, surprising everyone. ______’s father laughed first. Kuroo slipped a hand under the table and rested it on their leg, giving it a soft squeeze.

“We have many,” their mother assured him.

“I’m impatient,” Kuroo declared.

The tension slowly dissipated. ______ looked at their aunt. She had her eyes on her food, and they could see the shame in their factions. ‘Good’ they thought. It was nothing against her, but she shouldn’t be meddling in their business like that. It was their scar, their story, and their decision. They had showed many pictures to Kuroo prior to the accident, but it had been in a moment of intimacy where they had felt comfortable to talk about it. And in an incredibly gracious way, Kuroo had shut the situation down. ______ smiled to themselves and continued eating as their parents now asked Kuroo about him a little bit more. They would make sure to thanked him properly later.

Satori Tendou

Meeting new people was always exciting for him. He was expectant to see what type of person they were or how fast he could read them. It was interesting to him. Meeting his new partner’s friends was turning out to be an interesting situation, to say the least.

______ stayed on the edge of their seat, trying to find when they could add something to the conversation. The other four people—the “friends”—wouldn’t let them say a word. They talked all over ______, and ignored when they managed to complete a sentence. It was clear they were dismissing them. Tendou had his eyebrows raised, wondering why ______ would consider these people their friends. He hadn’t tried to join. He was seeing enough for him to grow highly uninterested on the group of people. It meant something to ______ for him to be there, and that was the only reason why he was staying there.

“It is Tendou right?” one of the boys asked. He had a buzzcut and moved his tongue inside his mouth like he had crumbs stuck on his gums.

“Hmm-mmm,” he shortly responded, lazily tapping his fingers on the table.

“How did you meet ______?” a girl asked. They made it sound as if it was unbelievable for ______ to actually meet someone. He didn’t like the tone of their words. It had a mean undertone. He knew because he had used too to discourage someone on the court. He despised the idea they were trying to bring down ______ right in front of him—their boyfriend.

“At a party. He is my cousin’s friend,” they explained.

“Make sense. One day you suddenly had a boyfriend. It was supper random,” another boy pointed out. He had shaggy hair, and it wasn’t the type of messy that could be cute. The guy needed a haircut immediately.

“I guess,” they said, sounding a little bit more nervous. Tendou wasn’t participating at all in the conversation, and he was aware he was being rather quiet. He wasn’t comfortable with those people. It reminded him of elementary school. The vibe was similar, keeping him on the edge, expecting an insult at any moment.

And it did.

“Do you want to see ______ before they had the scar on their cheek?,” the same girl asked with eagerness, like she was ready to play her favorite game. Tendou felt them tensing under the arm he had kept across their shoulders. He could physically feel their emotional stress growing rapidly inside them.

“Not really,” he answered stoically. He squeezed their shoulder, and stood up from his sit at the pretty cafeteria they had met. “Come on, ______, we’re going to be late to have dinner with my parents.”

______ nodded, and got up quickly. They weren’t having dinner with anyone. It had been the first excuse that came to mind to leave the place. He wasn’t staying, and he wouldn’t leave ______ there. He had to get the two of them out of there before something bad happened—and he meant snapping at any of them, and god knew he could be vicious if tempted.

Tendou intertwined his hand with theirs, walking out of the establishment without looking back. They went down the street for a couple minutes before he heard the tiniest of weeps. He stopped on his tracks, and with one swift motion pulled them into his chest, wrapping his arms around. People moved around them as ______ cried under his shelter. Tendou felt his heart wrench. It had not only been humiliating for them, but that girl had touched the most sensitive nerve in them.

______ raised their head once they were able to stop crying. It had felt like a nightmare. Their scar wasn’t a joke or a toy they could use to entertain themselves. Tendou’s long fingers were soon on their face, rubbing their cheeks with the kindness they needed in that moment. “Are you better?”

They give a little tired grin. They loved Tendou didn’t expect them to simply be okay, but instead they hoped for them to feel better whenever those type of situations happened. “Just a little,” they admitted.

“I hate to say this but your friends suck.”

The little grin turned into a sad chuckle. “I know. But back in middle school they were the only people who wanted to hang around with me, so… I guess it was better than to be alone.”

“You don’t have to anymore, you know?” he asked rhetorically. “The older we get, the less it matters,” he finished as his finger went through the scar on their face. It was true. The older the people, the less noisy people were. There were adults were absolute assholes who had no sense of decency and would make the same tactless questions and comments, but they were just a few compared to a crowd of fourteen-year olds.

“Yeah, but it’s still hard.”

“It is, but we’re going to make it easier. I promise you.” He bent down giving them a quick peck on the forehead. “If you ask me, you’re the cutest thing around.”

They snorted, trying to hide the blush on their face. Tendou understood them from a deep part of himself—a unique type of understanding. ______ hugged him, nuzzling their nose on the crook of his neck. It was the place where they felt the most accepted… in his arms.

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sakuric · 3 years

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how (i think) the haikyuu boys would comfort you when you’re crying (pt.2)

pairings: kiyoomi sakusa x gn!reader, miya osamu x gn!reader, miya atsumu x gn!reader, kotaro bokuto x gn!reader, tetsuro kuro x gn!reader.

genre: fluff ,, nsfw joke in sakusa’s hc.

a/n: hello hello~~~~ welcome to part two of my little series heh <3 hope you enjoy!! i still have some more haikyuu baes to go through so i’ll do them in part three?? <3

extra!!! the petnames they call you

SAKUSA KIYOOMI

he’s not the type to hug people,

but when he saw you coming home from work/school

he immediately pulled you into his arms.

“what’s wrong, sweetheart?”

you wouldn’t tell him, until he’d ask again.

“did someone do this to you?”

you’d tell him all about what happened and how you feel.

“oh gosh...”

his voice would be quiet.

sakusa would leave a kiss on the top of your head, before pulling away.

“i made dinner, so how about we eat up and then we’ll cuddle. sound good?”

you’d smile a bit and nod.

sakusa would kiss your lips and go prepare the plates for dinner.

(altho he’s a full course meal ngl ;)

OSAMU MIYA

he’s also not the type to usually voluntarily want skinship. (hold hands, hug, etc.) especially in public.

he’d already seen you not in the best mood at his volleyball game,

but he didn’t ask until after the match. (they won btw)

he’d try and catch you before leaving the gymnasium.

“kitten, what’s the matter?”

you’d try and talk, but the lump in your throat would suffocate any words that wanted to escape.

you started sobbing, right at the exit of the gym.

“hey, hey... it’s okay”

he’d pull you into a hug, holding you close and death-glaring at anyone who stared.

“it’ll be alright, i’m here.”

he’d let you cry out into his chest.

it’s one of his ways of showing that he’s there for you.

ATSUMU MIYA

early morning, rain is falling.

except not outside, it’s falling from your eyes.

tsumu woke up a bit later than you.

he’d pout when he’d notice that you’re not next to him.

after getting dressed and searching the room for you, he’d notice the bathroom door a little open

he wouldn’t go inside though, not to invade privacy.

but he’d notice little sobs escaping your lips once in a while.

after you’re done showering, he’d wait on the bed.

“oh.. uhm, hey” you’d say, trying to hide your red eyes.

“doll, c’mere.” he’d pat his thigh, signaling for you to come and sit.

you’d do as told, and expected to be scolded, because he usually does that as you sit on his lap.

however, this time, he pulled you close and held you tight, placing soft kisses on your head.

“why were you crying alone?”

“you could’ve told me and i would’ve comforted you sooner”

you just sat there, feeling a bit guilty that he wanted to comfort you, but you didn’t let him.

“i’m sorry..” you’d whisper.

“hey, hey, no. it’s okay. i’m sorry you feel like this.”

he’d offer you to go get ice cream, and you’d gladly agree.

BOKUTO KOTARO

as we know, bokuto is a wild man.

but if anything, and i mean ANYTHING, happened to you, he’d become the most protective and angry man out there (and extremely soft to you)

he found you crying in his room, after he came back from practice.

“hey, hey, hey”

he’d quickly drop his stuff and immediately kneel down in front of you.

he’d look at you with a soft expression, placing his hand on your cheek and wiping your tears away.

“what happened? who hurt my baby?”

you’d tell him, but his expression wouldn’t change, it’d even become softer.

“come here, love bug”

he’d pull you in close, mumbling sweet things in your ear in between kisses.

TETSURO KUROO

he had no idea you were crying.

after kenma had come over, they’ve been playing a game together for hours.

only a little while after you left, kenma would ask “where’d y/n go?”

kuroo said that maybe you needed a bathroom break, but after ten minutes of your ‘bathroom break’ kuroo got worried.

“hey, ken, i’ll be right back.”

he’d run to the bathroom looking for you.

after not finding you there, he’d sprint to the bedroom.

“oh my god..”

he’d immediately run to you and pull you into his arms.

“what’s wrong, baby?”

after you tell him, he’d pick you up and carry you back to the living room where kenma was.

“oh, hey y/n” kenma would greet, not even looking up from the game.

kuroo would let you sit on his lap as he plays.

a/n: hope you enjoyed~~ i can’t really find a lot of gender neutral petnames so they might repeat ;-; adios~

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lovelysugawara · 3 years

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**grammatical errors ahead, sorry guys**

plot: you and Kuroo are married, but your husband turns cold over you, because of an incident a year ago. Will he once again love you back???

I’M SO SORRY FOR THE LONG WAIT. But here we go, our last episode of Love Me Again. Once again, thank you very much for reading this.

Cont…

Part 15 (end)

*Hina’s POV*

“Congratulations, you’re 2 months pregnant.”

I can’t explain what I’m feeling right now. What we feel right now.

Tetsuro’s a bit shocked, but you can see tears from his eyes.

“Tetsu, y-you hear that? I-I’m, I’m-” I can’t help but cry happily.

This joy, I almost forgot this feeling.

“Hina, I’m so happy.”

Both of his arms are now around me. He’s trembling, he’s nervous just like me.

Nervous but happy.

Also, I became aware of what happened a year ago.

I need to protect our baby.

I touched my belly and I know we can all do this.

***

Months passed and I’m already 5 months pregnant.

I stopped going to the flower shop, I mostly stayed at home and just went out for check ups.

Tetsu is very hands-on on taking care of me.

I can say he’s being overly protective. And I understand that.

He doesn’t stay for overtime anymore. And he always makes sure that he will come home early to make my dinner.

I have a very strict diet and I want what’s best for our baby.

What’s the thing I really love right now? It’s my husband’s hand, rubbing on my stomach. And his voice is so soothing and assuring while he talks to our baby.

“How are you now, love? Any part of your body hurting? Want me to massage you?” Kuroo placed his hands on my shoulders.

“Hmm,” I can only feel relief after he presses my shoulders.

I don’t know but I felt relaxed knowing Tetsu is beside me.

“I’m fine, I’m just glad you’re here.”

He walks in front of me and sits down.

“How’s our baby?” he gently touched my stomach and I giggled.

“What is it? Did our baby move or something? Let me feel it too.”

Tetsu is so excited while he keeps on touching my belly. And I only smiled at him.

He stops and looks at me, he gently smiles and hugs me.

“I love you, Hina. You know that, right? I love seeing you like this.”

“You mean, seeing me barefoot and pregnant?” I asked him.

“I mean, seeing you happy and smiling like this. Well, barefoot and pregnant are not bad. You’re both beautiful anyway.”

I smiled at him, feeling content on how he looks at me, how he takes care of us.

I touch his face, “Thank you, and I love you too.”

He closes our gap and kisses me.

***

“Dear God, you’re so big, Hina.”

Kenma’s unbelievable reaction had me laughing one day when he visited me.

“I can’t believe it, it’s just a few months. And you’re this big.”

Kenma sits down on the couch.

“Kenma, of course, I’m growing a child inside my body. Ofc I’ll be big. Oh, and by the way thank you for the gifts. You literally bought everything, we can’t do shopping for the baby now and that made me relax.” Me and Tetsu were so shocked one day when people started delivering baby stuff from Kenma.

“It’s nothing, I even bought a 1 year supply of baby diapers, it will be delivered before the baby is born..”

“Wow, thank you, Kenma. You really don’t have to.”

“I insist. It’s my gift for the both of you.”

I touch my stomach, “See, little one, Uncle Kenma already loves you.”

“Of course, I know he or she will be wonderful. Like his/her parents.”

I smiled knowing Kenma already loves our baby.

“So is it a boy or a girl?”

“We decided to know it on the day of the delivery. But I’m also excited if it’s a girl or a boy. Well whatever the gender is, I know we both love our child.”

I lovingly caressed my stomach and I feel so happy doing it. Kenma is so excited about it too.

“Waaaaaaah, I’m so happy Hina!”

Mika is already crying while we talk over our video call.

“Mika you’re crying again,” I laugh at her never ending tears.

She blew her nose in between our conversation.

“So how’s your delivery? Was it painful?” I can’t hide my worries because I know it’s painful to give birth.

“Where is the brave Hina that I knew? Haha, don’t worry the doctor knows what's best when you’re at the delivery room. You don’t have to be nervous.” Mika says confidently to me.

“It can’t be helped, it’s my first time. I didn’t feel it before.”

“Ohh Hina,”

I didn’t mean to be sad by that, but somehow I kinda feel disappointed with myself.

***

Even all these time, knowing we will have our baby soon I can’t stop thinking about our first baby. Our first born.

I can’t stop crying for the loss of my princess.

I know it’s been a year, and I know she’s at peace now.

But this uneasiness I felt. What if it happens again? What if I really can’t have a child?

I always find myself hugging my stomach every morning, protecting my baby. Kuroo probably noticed it but he will hug me too. And that made me calm.

He knows I’m anxious, I’m worried, and we didn’t want to discuss it.

But today is different.

He saw me crying one afternoon when he came home much earlier.

“Honey, what happened? Are you okay?”

He at once ran towards me, both his arms now protecting me, embracing me.

“Tell me, are you hurt? What do you feel, Hina?” his voice soothes me.

It makes me feel that I’m not alone right now.

I feel embarrassed, because whenever he’s not with me, I feel so sad and so down.

I felt worthless and because I’m still haunted by the fact that our first baby died all because of my weak state.

And now, I know we are very careful and Tetsu’s been so caring.

Everything is in the proper place and everything is fine.

It’s just I’m so distressed by everything.

Worried about everything.

“You know that everything will be alright, right?”

I suddenly looked at Tetsu.

“You know that this time is already different. And you know our baby is healthy and so you are. Are you still thinking about our first baby?”

I suddenly started crying. And that confirms everything.

The feeling of loss, the feeling of sadness and guilt about our baby, it all came crashing to me right now.

Tetsu didn’t talk after that, he just hugged me while I cried my heart out.

After my eyes no longer shed tears, we lay down on the bed.

I’m still in his arms, and he repeatedly caresses my hair to calm me.

“Are you okay now, love?” Tetsu touched my face so that I could look at him and opened my eyes.

“I think I’m much better now. Thank you Tetsu.” I smiled at him.

“Don’t tell me you always feel like that whenever I’m not around?”

I can hear the sadness in his voice, and it makes me feel bad about it.

“I’m so sorry, I still have it deep inside my heart I guess.” I have to say this anyway.

“Somehow I blame myself for it.” Kuroo said and I instantly looked at him.

“No! Of course it’s not your fault I feel like this.” I wanted him to understand that it’s not because of him.

“But you see, if I only console you, and never take you for granted, you won't feel miserable. You won’t suffer so much, because you will share it with me. But I choose to neglect you and forget about your feelings.” I can hear the sadness in his voice, and I wanted to change his mindset about that.

But first, I need to change mine too.

And I think I know what to do

That night I hugged him and we consoled each other. And be there for each other.

***

Few days after that, we decided to finally go visit our first born.

This might be the second time Tetsu saw the graveyard of our little angel.

We both stood in front of the head stone, and when I looked at Tetsu, I saw him tremble. Eyes filled with lots of emotions as his tears fall.

He probably feels it too. The loss, the guilt, the sadness, the feeling of regret.

We miss our baby. Even though we didn’t get the chance of holding our angel.

“I’m so sorry my baby, it’s been so long since I visited you. I run away from my sadness and I choose to deny it, and even to the point of denying what happened to you. I even pushed your mother away and our marriage almost fell apart,”

I can’t help but tear up, while listening to him. I put my hands on his back, trying to support him and reminding him he is not alone.

“I’m so sorry for being such an irresponsible father to you, and a husband to your mother.” Tetsu finally released his feeling of regret.

“Tetsu, let’s move on.”

I feel him nodding quietly. And I felt his hug tighten.

I cried too, and we hugged each other in front of our little angel.

With this, I hope we can forgive ourselves for the things we think we can’t.

And I think that’s all we need, to start anew.

***

And the day of my labor came.

“SERIOUSLY KUROO! I THOUGHT YOU’RE ALL PREPARED!!! WHAT THE HECK?!”

Despite the pain I felt at the moment, all I can hear is Kenma’s annoyed voice.

All because Tetsu is panicking at the moment.

I remember I put our things in one place and he probably forgot? I’m in pain but i can’t help but giggle.

“Seriously? Panicking in the middle of it?”

“Kyaaanmaaa! Can you stop nagging at me? I got it. Let’s go!”

With so many bags in his hands, Kuroo rushed outside and Kenma guided me slowly to the car.

More than the pain I’m feeling, I can’t wait to see our little bundle of joy.

“I’m really hoping that this thing won’t happen to me again.” Kenma is still annoyed at what is happening.

“Forgive your friend already, he’s just worried and tense. I’m sure he will help you once your wife is in labor too.” I smiled at him.

“Please, don’t smile like that, I know you’re in pain. And don’t mind me, I ‘ll just beat Kuro’s ass later.”

I laugh at his annoyed expression.

We arrived peacefully at the hospital despite Kenma’s continued nagging over Tetsu and I know they are already prepared for this day for me. While they rolled my bed to proceed to the labor room, I felt worried knowing I’ll be alone.

I looked at Tetsu's worried face, he calmly smiled at me.

“You will be fine, I promise.”

He held my hand, and kissed it.

“I love you,”

I didn’t actually have the chance to say I love you too. Because sleep already claimed me.

***

Ever since I was a little girl, I always dreamt of having a perfect family.

Mom always tells me that once I fell in love with someone that I can share my whole life with, everything will be perfect despite the imperfect world.

Falling in love with Tetsuro teaches me that life won’t be perfect, but that’s okay. We can always make it perfect for us, and for the family we have.

After hours of labour, our little angel delivered safely.

“It’s a healthy baby girl! Congratulations!”

And my heart skipped a beat, knowing we have our princess.

I can barely hear them, but I know I’m smiling. With my foggy eyes, I tried to search for my baby inside the room. I started to panic when I couldn't see her.

Then someone reached for my hand, “Don’t worry love, they are cleaning her.”

Tetsu’s warm hand calms me down.

“Here’s your baby,” one of the nurses carefully holding her.

I watch as Tetsu carefully cups the back of the head of our princess and bend a little to show it to me.

“She’s very pretty.” I smiled as I watched him teared up while holding her.

“Of course, she’s your daughter after all.” I smiled at Tetsu, not mentioning how I wanted to cry himm too.

“Have you decided on her name?” he asked me.

“Megumi, she will be Kuroo Megumi. She’s a blessing to us.”

“Megumi, Megu, I like it. She’s perfect already.”

I can’t help but smile while watching how Tetsu admires our baby.

“Thank you, thank you for giving birth to our child. Thank you for not giving up on me, on us. I love you, Hinari.”

“I love you too, Tetsurou.”

He kissed me on my lips and today marks as one of sweet memories we will forever cherish.

***

A/N: Thank you so so much for waiting and for reading this fanfiction. Really enjoy writing this one. I’m going back to my original update schedule for the other fic I’m working, Distasteful Pursuit. If you can also support me there, my luvs, please. Thank you, thank you, and thank you guys.

See yah ^^

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