#kuroo tetsuro fanfiction

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Comparing you to their Ex-Girlfriend

Kuroo Tetsuro x Fem! Reader; Suna Rintaro x Fem! Reader (she/her pronouns)

Warnings: Angst to Comfort, the boys are MAJOR DICKS, swearing, alcoholism in Kuroos’, Kenma and Osamu taking their shots 😌, in Suna’s reader falls asleep in her car and it obviously looks weird but she’s just sleeping!

A/N: just me, being self-indulgent again 💅 I’m working on trying to improve my descriptive skills and I figured I’d share my attempts

Kuroo

You and Tetsuro had a great relationship. You had both worked hard to establish trust after your previously failed attempts at love. No relationship was perfect and you definitely had your fair share of troubles, often finding yourself disagreeing with your boyfriend over random things. You both had strong opinions and that was ok, you respected each other and made your relationship work.

Both you and Tetsuro worked long hours at your jobs. He was the sports promoter for Japan’s men’s volleyball and you worked hard in your chosen profession. While you had worked hard to establish a distinction between your home and work life, sometimes your boyfriend found it difficult.

He was always working, always scheming up new ways to bring awareness to the sport. His newest venture had been centered on creating an All Stars match featuring some of Japan’s finest players from all around the world.

You loved Tetsuro with your entire heart but you couldn’t help but feel second in his world at times. You understood how important it was to him and how hard he worked but you still struggled with sharing your boyfriend especially when he was at home.

You had been excited for the weekend, having planned an extravagant date for your and Tetsuro’s two year anniversary. He was coming home at 5 pm to shower and get ready, your reservations were set for 7pm at the cities hottest new restaurant. Your mutual friend, Kenma, had helped hook you up with reservations that were extremely hard to come by.

Everything was planned out perfectly, your outfit, makeup and hair were flawless. You had even splurged on a special lingerie set just for tonight. When 5pm rolled around and Tetsuro hadn’t showed up, you messaged him. You figured his meeting had run a little late but you weren’t too concerned. However, when 5:30 then 6 followed by 6:30 and 7 came you became extremely concerned. You hard called him a dozen times, text him well over that, concerned something serious might have happened.

At 7:45pm, the door finally opened as you shot up from your seat on the couch. You watched as your boyfriend strolled in, tie lose and looking exhausted. He set his briefcase down, before taking his shoes off and looking at you.

“Hey baby, sorry I’m late today was ridiculous! What’s for dinner? I’m starving,” he said, removing his tie and walking into your shared bedroom. You stared at him, completely flabbergasted by how he was acting. Had he really forgotten? This had to be some sick joke.

“Tetsuro,” you said as he hummed a response and walked out into the living room.

“Wow babe you look incredible! Did you have a work meeting today?” He said making his way to the kitchen, “are we ordering our tonight? I hope it’s from that dumpling place we got last week!”

You continued to stare at him, your eyes practically drying out from not blinking, “Tetsuro did you forget we were going out tonight?”

He stopped, turning and sighing, “YN I’m so sorry- my boss came into town and he wanted to see how the developments were coming along, I completely spaced it.”

“And you completely spaced answering your phone or at least letting me know you’d be late? I was worried sick Tetsuro!” You shouted, angry not only because your plans were ruined but because he didn’t even think to let you know about what was going on.

“YN it’s not that big of a deal, we can go out to that place anytime. I promise I’ll make it up to you,” he responded as he came closer, extending his arms as you backed away.

“No Tetsuro, you always promise me and you never deliver. I’ve been flexible, I’ve been accommodating because I know you love your job but it seems that I need to be volleyball shaped in order to get any attention!” You shouted as he narrowed his gaze on you.

“YN don’t you think you’re overreacting? You said it yourself, you how important this is to me,” he said as you stood there, mouth agape.

“Tetsuro, I’m asking for you to be a boyfriend to me, to give me a little time and affection and you think I’m over exaggerating?” You yell. You were so mad and you had every right to be. You stood there, staring at him as he shook his head and began to mumble, “speak up Tetsuro! I know you have something you want to say!”

“I never had this problem when I was with Ally! She knew how important my work was and she never bothered me like you do!” He spat out as you reeled back. How could he bring her up? How could he stoop so low as to bring up the one person who had made you fell inferior.

Ally was Tetsuro’s ex girlfriend and his first love. She had broken up with him right after college when she decided to move abroad. When you met him, he was heartbroken and you slowly worked to help mend what she had wrecked and now he had the audacity to bring her up?

You turned, grabbing your keys and your phone and began walking towards the door. You slipped on your heels, opening the door and leaving Tetsuro standing in the kitchen, absolutely stunned at what he had said. He hadn’t thought about her in so long, why did her memory come flooding back in that moment?

He heard the door close as his breath hitched, realizing you had left. “Fuck- FUCK!” He shouted as he quickly grabbed his keys and ran after you, only to find your car gone. He paced in your parking spot, hand pulling at his hair as the words sank in.

Meanwhile, you drove, mascara running freely down your cheeks as you sobbed and pulled up to an apartment building. Getting out, you walked up the stairs and hit the buzzer.

“Hello?” A voice answered

“K-Kenma, it’s Yn! Can I come up please?!?” You cried as the door buzzed and you ran into the building, Kenma meeting you at his door. You fling yourself into his embrace as he rubbed your back.

“YN are you ok? Is Kuroo ok? What happened?!?” Kenma said, panicked as you pulled away.

“He-he was late coming home and we were suppose to go out for dinner for our anniversary. When he came home, he completely forgot about our plans, saying some bullshit about his boss coming or something,” you blubbered out, “and when I confronted him, he got defensive and then- then he said how Ally would have never bothered him about his work!”

You cried harder as Kenma sighed and hugged you close. Kenma knew all about Ally and how she had broken Kuroo. He knew how much he had loved her and how broken he was when she left. He had spent many late nights up with his friend, talking him down from flying across the world for a girl who didn’t want to be with him or picking his friend up, wasted at the bar and puking because of the pain he felt.

However, all of that changed when Kuroo met you. You made him happy again, you made him smile and laugh more than anyone else ever had. Kenma remembers how the memory of Kuroo’s former love faded, and how it was replaced with the love for you. He knew Kuroo loved you more than life itself, but he couldn’t deny how stupid his friend had been.

“Come on in Yn, let’s talk ok?” Kenma said as you nodded and the door behind you closed.

Kuroo sat in your apartment, eyes red with tears as he cried. How could he do something so awful, say something so unforgivable to you? He thought back to before he met you and how he knew his relationship with Ally was ending. He thought about how she pulled away, saying “I love you” less and less until she finally told him she was leaving and wanted to end the relationship. He was so broken, so pained from the experience of losing his first love.

He drank to numb the pain, sometimes staying late at his office and passing out with a whiskey in his hands. He thought he’d never be able to find someone again. Then, like an Angel, you appeared at his office door. You were so beautiful, so incredibly perfect. It was like God himself had placed you there. You helped him pull himself out from the drinking, from the self-loathing into loving himself again. It was because of you that he had become so successful at work, your support always spurring him on.

He rested his head on his hands, looking at his phone as his background lit up from a notification. The picture was of you two on the night he had confessed his love to you. You were both so happy, your smile filling the screen.

He stood up, grabbing his shoes and slipping them on, his keys and phone going to his pocket. He knew exactly where you went, where you always went, where he would go.

It was late when his car pulled up behind yours, relieved he had been right and that you were safe. He ran up the stairs, ringing the buzzer to his friends apartment.

“Come one come on- hello?!?” He said as the button beeped and he swung the door open. Kenma greeted him in the hallway, standing guard at the door with a scowl on his face.

“You’re an idiot,” he said

“I know-”

“Literally the scum of the earth!” Kenma growled

“I know-”

“I should call Bokuto to come kick your ass!” Kenma whisper shouted

“And I’d deserve it,” Kuroo said as he looked at his friend, “I fucked up- I royally fucked up dude and I hate myself. I hate myself for hurting her and I know I don’t deserve her but she deserves to know how sorry I am.”

“Be quiet when you go inside, she’s sleeping,” Kenma said, moving out of the way as Kuroo walked in. He saw you curled up, asleep on the couch as he quietly approached you. Your face was stained with tears, indicating how badly his words stung. He sat down, next to the couch and watched you as Kenma watched from the corner. He gently grazed you face, moving your hair from it.

“YN, baby,” he said as you gently woke up, your eyes softly meet his teary ones, “baby I fucked to so bad and I’m so sorry. I know I hurt you and I know I don’t deserve you. You’ve made my life worth living and I love you so much. I understand if you don’t want to talk to me and I’ll gladly leave the apartment for a while but please, just know how incredibly sorry I am. I’m not going to make any excuses for what I did or said. I shouldn’t have forgotten about your anniversary and I shouldn’t have said such awful things. I’m a terrible boyfriend and you are so fucking incredible. You’ve supported me in everything and I ruined it all.”

You laid there, your eyes tearing up as you listened to him. As much as his words stung, knowing how awful he felt for saying them and what he had done hurt worse. You sat up, reaching for his cheek as you caressed it.

“Tetsu, I love you more than anything and it really hurt me when you said those things. I really try to let you do your job because I know how important it is but I also miss you. I miss seeing you and spending time with you and I just wanted us to have a nice night,” you said, tears flowing as he looked at you.

“I know baby, and I’m so sorry for everything! I promise, no more working late. If I can’t get it done by 5pm, I’ll leave it for the next day. I want to be there for you YN,” he said as you smiled.

“That’s all I ask Tetsuro.”

Suna

You had known Rintarō a while before you started dating the middle blocker. You had always been attracted to him and when he finally asked you out, you were ecstatic.

Your relationship was good and solid. You had your fair share of ups and downs but what relationship didn’t? You and Rin argued occasionally about minor things, sometimes going to bed angry but then eventually sorting out your issue over the next few days. No fight had ever been serious enough to warrant more than the silent treatment for, at max, a day.

Being the girlfriend of a middle blocker for a professional volleyball team was not only exhausting but also time consuming. You always went to Rin’s games, traveling a few hours if you had to just to show your support and while he never explicitly told you, you knew he appreciated it.

Thankfully, his most recent game was at home against a revival team. Rin did exceptional, per the usual, with EJP beating the opposing team in straight sets. You cheered as the men all lined up to thank their fans, as you quickly hurried to the court.

The usual flood of fan girls overran the team as you tried to make your way to your boyfriend. “Hey YN! Thanks for coming out! Rin’s over there,” Washio, Rin’s fellow middle blocker, said as you hugged him and made your way over to your boyfriend.

You smiled and waved as he nodded at you, the girls surrounding him as he tried his best to calm them. “Ladies please,” he said as you stood back, waiting patiently. He would usually come over to you, giving you a kiss and hugging you in front of everyone. You had never been insecure about your relationship, especially knowing Rin was a superstar because he always made time for you.

However, as he continued to smile and sign autographs, you stood there waiting and waiting and waiting. Soon, twenty minutes had passed and Rin hadn’t come up to even acknowledge your existence. You figured he was just excited, this was a big game after all and he definitely deserved to celebrate but when he headed to the locker room, not even acknowledging your existence, that you deflated.

He had never ignored you for this long or failed to acknowledge your presence. You sighed, waiting for him to emerge from the locker room. When he finally did, you wait again as he talked with Komori, the teams Libero. In fact, it wasn’t until Komori waved at you, that Rin finally seemed to acknowledge you were waiting.

“Oh hey babe, I’ll meet you at home ok? Im going out with the guys for dinner!” He said before waving at you and rushing from the gym. You stood there, hands clasped as you nodded, trying hard not to let your emotions take over. Your turned on your heels, heading to your car and going home to your empty apartment.

When Rin finally came home, it was almost 11pm. You sat up, from on the couch as he entered and removed his shoes. “Man I’m beat! Im going to head to bed babe,” he said, kissing the top of your head as you stared at him. He had barely acknowledged you at all tonight and all you wanted to do was celebrate with him.

Since you and Rin had always had an open relationship, you decided that it was best to express your concerns to him. Maybe he just needed to be reminded that you were there to support him.

“Hey Rin, uhh you didn’t hug me or kiss me tonight after the game,” you said, standing in the doorway of the bedroom as he took his shirt off, throwing it beside the laundry basket.

“Yeah sorry I was busy. It was kind of a big night ya know?” he chuckled as he went to your en suite, grabbing his face wash and continuing about his routine.

“It- it just kind of hurt you know? You always kiss me after a game,” you said, playing with your fingers as you looked into the bathroom mirror. You saw him roll his eyes as he shook his hands, grabbing a towel to dry them.

“Geez Yn it was one time for fucks sakes, please tell me you aren’t going to make a big deal out of this and ruin what WAS a good night?” He said, walking out of the bathroom and past you to the bed.

“Rin, I’m not trying to ruin your night, it’s just that, well I’m feeling a little unappreciated I guess,” You said as he looked at you, confusion growing on his face.

“Seriously Yn? You really want to do this now? Im exhausted and I’m not in the mood,” he began to shout as you whinced, not wanting to start anything but knowing what you had to say was important.

“Rin I-”

“You know, Jenna never acted this way after I won a game. I’d come home and she’d let me be!” He spat as you stood frozen. You couldn’t be he had brought her up, of all the people, why her? You felt your body heat up, your emotions overtaking you as you watched Rin get into bed and turn the light off.

How could he have said that? How could he have possibly brought his past girlfriend up? You knew about Rin and Jenna, how they had mutually broken up a few months before you met him. He didn’t seem to hold any animosity towards her but he never talked much about her and certainly he’d never brought her up during a fight.

Slowly backing out of your shared room, you closed the door as your eyes filled with tears. Not only had he utterly tore you down but he brought up someone from his past, something he knew would hurt you.

You mindlessly walked to the kitchen, grabbing your keys and purse before turning off the lights and silently leaving your apartment. You headed to your car, sitting in the drivers seat as the emotions finally hit. You let it all out, whaling as the tears fell in waves. You couldn’t scream, you couldn’t make any noise, everything was caught in your throat as you tried but failed to let it out. Finally, managing a breath, your body shuttered as you screamed, your head resting on your steering wheel as you continued to cry.

Rin tossed and turned in bed, his body exhausted but he couldn’t sleep. He had instantly regretted what he said about his ex, mentally berating himself for ever saying anything. He thought about what you said, about how you felt. He hadn’t meant to ignore you, he had just gotten caught up in all the excitement of winning. He felt like a complete ass, letting you walk out after he had said such awful things.

He noticed the light in the living room was dim, figuring you had just fallen asleep on the couch. He’ll admit this wasn’t the first time you two had slept apart due to a fight but this time he knew it was all his fault. Truthfully, he hated being without you, he hated sleeping alone. He loved how cuddly and soft you were next to him. He loved the feeling of your body and how your love for him poured into everything you did.

He knew how lucky he was, you came to every game, even to the ones that were several hours away. Hell once your even flown to Europe to see him play in an international match. He knew what true love was and how he had failed to show you that.

Looking at the clock, he saw it was 3:00am. He sat up, throwing the covers off as he stood in just his shorts and walked to the door. His plan was to grab you from the couch, hold you and apologize. He would make it up to you tomorrow, taking you out on a fabulous date to show his appreciation for everything you did for him.

He flipped on the hall light, walking out to the living room. He looked to the couch, noticing it was empty. Confused, he turned and headed to the spare bedroom, knowing fully well you never slept in there because “it was only for guests.”

He threw the light on, his eyes widening when you weren’t in there. “YN!” He shouted as he ran back to your shared bedroom, turning the light on and running to the bathroom. There was no sigh of you as he ran to the living room, turning on every light he could.

His hands went to his hair as he frantically raked through it, worried about where you might be. He ran to the kitchen and the guest bathroom, noting no trace of you.

“YN- shit!” He shouted as he turned, noticing your purse and shoes were gone.

“FUCK!”

He raced back to the bedroom, grabbing his phone before hitting your number, “pick up, come on baby pick up!” He packed back and forth, your phone continuing to ring until it finally hit voicemail.

“Fuck!” he shouted, pulling up the only other person he could think as he sat on the edge of his bed and raked through his hair, his knee bouncing as he waited for an answer.

“Hello?” A groggy voice answered.

“Samu! It’s Rin, have you heard from YN?” He spat out

“What? What fucking time is it?” Osamu said as he groaned, “dude it’s 3am! Why the hell would I have heard from YN? She’s your girlfriend!”

“I fucked up Samu, I fucked so bad man and now she’s fucking gone! She’s never left before man, fuck what do I do?!?” Suna panicked as tears began to fill his eyes. You two had fought before but you had never left, in fact you’d never leave without telling him where you’d go.

“What happened?” Osamu said, sounding more awake than before, his voice carrying as he made his way to the kitchen.

“I- I shit man! She was upset because I didn’t kiss her after the game and when she brought it up to me, I brought up how Jenna would never act that way,” he sighed, his head hanging low at the words resurfacing. He thought of what he said making him sick. He never loved Jenna, in fact, his relationship with her was one of convenience. It wasn’t until he met you that he learned what being in a partnership was really like. How it felt to have someone supporting you and being there when you needed them.

“Damn Rin, what the fuck man? Dude that’s low!” Osamu said as Rin nodded his head

“I know I fucking know! She’s gone dude, and she’s not answering her phone! What if something happened to her? Fuck I’ll never be able to live with myself!” He cried as Osamu sighed.

“Ok listen, I’m sure YN is fine. She’s a smart girl. She’s really upset right now and I don’t blame her. You need to give her some breathing space man,” he said as Rin stood up, pacing once more.

“I can’t- I can’t I have to find her! Fuck man I can’t lose her she’s it for me, she’s the one!” He shouted, tears now overflowing.

“Ok, come over and we can regroup here. I’ll try calling her, maybe she’ll answer for me,” he said as Rin quickly threw on his shoes and grabbed his keys, locking the door before running to the elevator.

“I’ll be there in 5,” he said, hanging up as he raced to his car. In the parking garage he noticed your car was still parked next to his, making his heart drop. His worst fears were coming true. You’d never leave without your car, there was no way!

Approaching the spot, he noticed a figure slumped over the steering wheel. His eyes widened, adrenaline racing as he realized that it was you.

“Fuck FUCK!” He screamed as he ran to your door, throwing it open as you shot up, heart pounding as you met the eyes of your boyfriend.

“Rin what-”

No more words escaped as you were tackled in your seat by your giant boyfriend, his cries penetrating the vehicle as he hugged you tight.

“Fuck baby are you ok?? God I’m so fucking sorry! Im the biggest idiot ever to exist and I should have never said any of those things!” He cried as you embraced him, memories slowly coming back to you.

“Rin, where’s your shirt?” You asked as he looked at you, shaking his head and looking down at his shirtless form.

“I couldn’t sleep. I felt like the biggest ass ever and I went to apologize to you. I couldn’t find you and I panicked. I was so afraid you had left me for good Yn. I know I would have deserved it but I don’t think I’ve been so scared in all my life baby!” He said, pulling you close in the awkward space.

You rubbed his back, feeling bad for causing him so much worry. “I’m sorry for leaving but I had to get out, what you said really hurt me,” you said as he looked in your eyes, his heart crushed that he had caused all of this.

“Baby don’t apologize! This is all my fault! I should have never treated you like that. I love you so much and I took advantage of everything you do. I’m sorry for ever saying those things to you. You are the most important person in my entire life and I love you more than you’ll ever know. I know I don’t show you and I’m going to change that baby, I promise!” He said as you caressed his cheek.

“I forgive you Rin,” you said with a small smile as his lips collided with yours as he pulled you close.

“I love you so fucking much Yn!” He said, putting his forehead to yours.

“I love you too Rintaro.”

[mavrintarou]

[12:05 PM] Kuroo Tetsuro - A/B/O

I know you guys might have anticipated part 2 to Oikawa's story but I'm still finishing up on it! And to everyone who asked to be on the tag list - yes you all will be added and notified :) but here's a little distraction in the mean time...

Warning: explicit smut; A/B/O related explicit contents; Kuroo just being... Kuroo. .

Kuroo Tetsuro narrowed his eyes suspiciously at his favorite coworker.

Y/l/n Y/n has been quiet with him all morning, giving him a quiet greeting in the morning and completely and totally ignoring him. He wanted to tease her about her attire but something about her vibe made him think twice if he didn’t want to get chewed up.

Who wears a turtle neck top with an oversize sweater that topped it with a long cardigan? Was she that cold?

She had a serious expression every time he looked in her direction, and it was concerning to him, Y/n was always happy, cute, and adorable.

What really answered his assumption that she was ignoring him was when she dodged him smoothly down the hall when called out her name. As if she did not hear him call her name, she disappeared into the women’s bathroom. Tetsuro waited five minutes outside before walking away.

He looked down at his attire, does his suit smell? He swore he sprayed his cologne on.

Tetsuro couldn’t find Y/n during lunch, normally, they all ate lunch together but she was not at the table.

“Where is Y/n?” Tetsuro asked setting his tray down. The spot across from him was usually where Y/n sat, it made it easier for them to trade food every day but today the spot was empty.

Val motioned he had a mouthful of food and swallowed, “she went home, I don’t think she is feeling good.”

Tetsuro nodded before taking out his phone out. You okay? He texted.

No response.

The rest of the day, Tetsuro was antsy. He felt hot and then cold. He noticed his sense of smell had become more sensitive all of sudden. He tugged his tie loose to the point it was hanging off around his neck. The first four top buttons unbuttoned and his sleeves rolled up to his elbow.

“I’m leaving,” he announced, his suit jacket was in his hand, and he was out the office doors before anyone could respond to him.

.

He knew where Y/n lived.

Of course he would, he was her superior.

He knocked, more like pounded on her door. “Y/n, it’s me, Tetsuro.”

No response.

“Just…” he pleaded, desperately. “Are you okay? Talk to me… please?”

His phone vibrated, a text message coming through.

I’m fine, I’m good, I’ll be better in a few days. Please leave.

“No, I need to see it for myself that you’re truly okay!” he shouted, not caring that the neighbor could hear.

Tetsuro, if you must really know, I’m in heat. Leave. Now.

His eyes scanned her message five times.

His heart pounded against his chest loudly and his throat feels dry.

“Let… let me help you.”

No.

“You don’t have to go through this alone, Y/n. You can trust me.”

Tetsuro can see the text bubble but it would appear and disappear.

“You can trust me, Y/n. Let me help you.”

You shouldn’t trust me.

“I trust you. You know that.” He pounded on the door again, “Y/n!”

She wasn’t texting him anymore.

Tapping on her contact, he called her.

It rang.

And rang.

Pick up the call, he texted.

He called her again.

It rang.

And rang.

Just when he was about to text her again, the other line clicked. “Y/n! Open this door now.”

“I dreamed about you.” Her voice was quiet. “This morning I dreamed about you and… I’m so ashamed. I need you to respect me and leave, Tetsuro.”

His blood shot down south to his groin, of all times, he felt himself get hard just at the sound of her calling his first name. She never called him by his first name before.

It was always Kuroo-san.

“I like you, Y/n. I like you romantically. I have liked you for a long time… it makes me feel happy… excited that you dreamed about me because…” he knocked his head against her door, “I dream about you all the fucken time.”

Tetsuro jumps when he hears the door click and steps back as the door cracks revealing Y/n, with flushed cheeks, kissable lips and reeking sweet aroma.

The door slammed shut behind him as he enters her place, he barely taken off his shoes before he already grasped her face in his large hands and brought her lips to his to kiss her hungrily.

He backed her into the hallway, and she bumped into the wall before he spared her lips for a second, “I’ve imagined this for so long…”

Her eyes drop to his lips, and she leaned forward to peck his lips before biting down on his lower lip.

The one hand resting beside her head was ready to puncture through the wall as he restrained himself.

Tetsuro has imagined many times about kissing her. With their height difference too, she would have to really push herself on the tip of her toes to reach his lips.

But at this moment, he was desperate and was bending down to meet her lips.

His hand grope her waist, finding the end of her shirt and sliding his palm underneath and the feeling of her hot skin against his only drove him crazy. He cupped her breasts and tweak her nipples, tugging and twisting.

Her soft moans urged him and ignited the flames inside of him.

“I need you,” he mumbled against her lips. He lifted her easily, her legs wrapping around his waist. He groaned when her barely covered pussy pressed against his bulge. If he could only get rid of his slacks and her shorts, he could slip himself easily into her. He could feel her heat searing. “Bed… bedroom… tell me where your bedroom is?”

“Down the hall, first door to the left…” she murmured against his neck, nipping and sucking the skin there.

With his long strides, he kicked open the door and move to set her on the bed. He doesn’t wait, pressing a hand down her chest to tell her to stay down while he slips off her shorts and the moment the last barrier is stripped away, her sweet scent hits him with full force.

He takes a whiff of her scent and groans before spreading her thighs apart and devouring her pussy like a sacred ripe fruit.

“Mine,” he growl, slurping and licking. “You’re mine…” forever.

No one will touch what is his…

Y/n moaned and squirm under his touch, “more…” she begged, she tugged off her shirt, touching her chest. “More…”

Tetsuro looked up while sucking her clit and thrusting two fingers inside of her at the same time. When two of his fingers slipped in easily, he added a third to stretch her out. She was so wet and so accommodating that he knew she was made for him.

Her hips tremble as he suckled her dry. “Tetsu!”

His tongue continued to flicker against her swollen nub until she as pushing his head away, crying from overstimulation.

Tetsuro smiled in satisfaction, stepping away to allow his sacred fruit to recharge as he takes off his clothes.

He is surprised by the scowl on her face as she sit upright and tug his wrist as soon as he was naked like her. He fell on top of her and the touch of skin against skin was enough for them both to lose all senses and give into nothing but passion.

She flipped him onto his back and straddled his thighs. As if she wasn’t already driving him mad, she teased him more, riding his left thigh.

“I dreamed about stroking you and sucking you off… and then before I woke up…” she runs her palm against his chest and rubs his pucker nipple between her finger tips. “You fucked me hard from behind…” She crawled forward until her mouth was centimeters away from his. “Can you make my dream come true?”

Tetsuro stared into her eyes, “anything you want, baby.”

She smiled, the smile he loves so much. She scooted back and takes his long cock into her hand; her hand alone couldn’t wrap fully around. She stroke him and taking in just the tip into her mouth.

She showed him no mercy by immediately taking him as far as she could, feeling him hit the back of her throat.

It was his turn to squirm under her touch.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck…” he swore, covering his face. “This is so good… you’re too good… fuck… your mouth, baby…” He groans, “baby… please… give me your pheromones.”

This should be about her, but Tetsuro felt like he was the one in rut.

His cock twitched inside her mouth as soon as he is hit with her pheromones.

It is beyond what he could have ever imagine.

He would gladly drown in it for the rest of his life.

Never sharing this… no, he can’t even bare the thoughts of letting her go now.

“’nough…” he taps her cheek, “let me fuck you from behind now… please…”

Y/n mouth lets his hard cock go with a pop sound and shifts off of him to position herself on her hands and knees. Tetsuro comes from behind and he stares down at Y/n, waiting for him.

She looks over her shoulders at him and as soon as she felt it, his alpha pheromones, she submitted, pushing her ass higher and giving herself to him.

He runs his large hand down her lower back to her shoulder blades, “tell me, Y/n… tell me you’re mine…”

“I’m yours, yours Tetsuro…”

God, he loved how she said his name. It was as if it was hers now, he is hers.

He smiled, “and I’m yours, Y/n. Yours only.”

She rest her head on the bed, smiling. “Breed me, breed me by the end of the night... make me yours as you promise.”

He was not in rut, but that doesn’t mean the chance of breeding her while she was in heat was impossible.

Tetsuro would have to wait for his next rut to knot her and if she wasn’t already breed then, he would breed her with his knot and mark her.

“I shall,” he promise and slides his cock into her pussy in one thrust.

He takes a few second to allow them both to come adjust. His cock is cuddled warmly and softly inside her pussy, and he never wants to be anywhere else.

He grips her hips and starts thrusting, long and hard strokes.

Her moans echo her room with the sound of skin slapping skin. Her fingers grip tightly against her comforters, holding tightly against his thrusts.

Tetsuro drapes over her, rutting as if he too is in rut. The tip of his cock is so sensitive that every time it touches the opening of her cervix, it sends shivers down his cock. His sacks, heavy with cum bounces and smacks her clit with each thrust. His nose trails along her shoulder until he can smell where her sweet scent is most radiant and as soon as he finds the spot that is emitting, he licks the spot before his teeth chomped down.

The mark wouldn’t be permanent, but it was a good enough temporary mark for now.

Her whimper and cry of his name pushed him close to the edge and Tetsuro releases the skin and withdraws, flipping her onto her back.

A hand combs his damp hair back and out of his eyes, Tetsuro’s half hooded gaze falls on Y/n’s tear streaked face. Happy tears.

“I want to see your face as I cum inside of you…” he widens her legs before teasing the tip of his cock pass her folds and gently thrusting fully. He hovers over her, keeping their eyes locked as he makes sweet love to her.

Y/n cup his face, thumb rubbing his cheeks, “I… I love you.”

“I love you,” he whispers in returned, “I love you too…”

Tears slip from the corner of her eyes, and he leaned down to kiss her forehead. “Don’t cry…”

She nodded, wrapping her arms around his shoulders and pulling him close.

His arms slip behind her knees and pushed her knee further into the bed, feeling his cock sank deeper.

“So close… so close – gonna cum… going to breed you…” he muttered hotly into her ear. He pounded into her thrice before his hips shake with spasm.

“Tetsu…” her weak cries resonance as she filled hotly with his cum to the point she feels the overspill. “Wait… too much…”

Tetsuro chuckles and pulls back to look down at her, “there’s no such thing as too much…” he kissed the tip of her nose. He shifts down to her chest, taking a whole mound into his mouth, swirling his tongue against her nipple.

He winced at her squeezing around his sensitive cock that he lets go. He admires how red the nipple has become under his mouth. His palm squeezes both her breasts, “I want these filled with so much milk.”

At his own statement, he feels the last ejaculation and convulse.

“How… how do you cum so much?” Y/n asked innocently, wincing at being filled to the brim. She pressed a hand to her lower abdomen, feeling the bulge.

Sitting upright, he leans back and slowly withdraw and immediately his cum gushes out.

“If I am correct, this is nothing compared to when I knot you…”

Her eyes widen. “You will cum even more then this?”

“Well, yes, if I don’t successfully breed you now, when I am in rut – my knot will surely impregnant you.”

.

Val looked at Tetsuro and Y/n suspiciously as they enter the room together a few days later. “Why… do you two… look…”

Tetsuro lifts his hand, the hand that’s intertwined with Y/n’s, “we’re together now.”

. . .

E/n: Believe it or not, Kuroo was my first HQ love... lol and then it became Sakusa and Suna... I have a thing for these dark hair 2D men.

>>>@queenelleee @mfreedomstuff @erintaro @callmeraider @chaotic-fangirl-blog @wolffmaiden @cloud-lyy

[junosmindpalace]

unrequited love (& other clichés)

☾ ft. tetsuro kuroo

☾ sfw. kuroo starts seeing you in a new light.

you and tetsuro have been friends for a long time.

so much so that he knows you like the back of his hand. he knows how to approach you on your darkest days, to know the phases of your life that you’re most embarrassed about. he knows what makes you tick, what motivates you to get up in the morning, your favorite shows and movies.

the opposite is true too, because you always know what to say when it came to his volleyball club, you know his routines by heart and when not to interfere with them. you know which of his guilty pleasures to hold over his head as blackmail in case you ever needed to (but sometimes indulging in them with him as well). 

something shifted in the way kuroo viewed all the things he knew about you one day. over time, he started noticing how he he looks for you more often than not in the crowds of his games, that your little mannerisms you were more than often unaware of made him flustered, that the friendly touches on his arm or shoulder sent shivers down his spine. 

you and tetsuro never really understood love.

more like never really understood the kind of love poets wrote about, the cliches, and whatever else it was that people seemed to find so endearing. the two of you look on at the students in your school who cuddle close together, who stare at each other as if they were each other's entire world, who whisper sappy words into each other's ears and just couldn’t understand the appeal. the corniness of it all made you and kuroo scoff and laugh. 

some people may say it’s because the two of you were jealous, because you were alone and insecure and unimpressive when it came to romance. but you had your friends and family, good school careers and of course each other; you were perfectly content. simply looking from the outside in brought you more joy than you think you’d get being in a relationship. 

you and tetsuro leaned toward one another exchanging giggles under your breaths as you overhear a girl fawn over a love letter she received from an athlete on the soccer team. this was routine. you never sought out couples to tease, but eavesdropping was practically irresistible.

“what a romantic.” you rolled your eyes as tetsuro chuckled and looked down at you, arms crossed against his chest.

“what? you mean you wouldn’t like someone calling you a light at the end of their dark tunnel?” and the sarcastic question made you break out into a new fit of giggles.

but as his feelings toward you shifted, so did tetsuro’s view on love. suddenly, he found himself yearning to experience a tender moment in the rain, to wrap someone up in his arms and spin them around, to exchange kind and loving words with someone he could call his. he wasn’t so quick to judge affectionate couples in the halls anymore, or people who would go on about their relationships whenever given the chance. he became sympathetic, almost jealous that others could experience those things with the persons they liked and he couldn’t. 

kuroo has known you long and well enough to know that you hate cliché relationships.

you’re sitting on the sidelines of the gym floor as you watch kuroo practice. this was also routine. he’d come over in between games and talk with you idly, a common topic being whatever sort of cheesy exchanges you had witnessed from your schoolmates that day. 

“you’re gonna laugh when you hear this. a girl in my homeroom got a massive bouquet of flowers addressed to her but the message was anonymous! just some corny message about meeting them after school!” you snickered as you recalled the events from the morning, your friend sitting beside you on the balls of his feet, arms draped over his knees. for the first time, he wasn’t joining in the laughter. 

he really doesn’t know why or when the shift happened, especially towards one of his closest friends. maybe it was when you wore your hair a little differently than you normally did. maybe it was when you ran up to him after a game, punching his arm and chest as he recoiled into himself telling you to cut it out like he always did after he won. maybe it was when he watched you sit side by side with kenma on the sidelines after practice, both of you immersed in the game he was playing on his console and his chest swelled up with a sudden overwhelming happiness. 

“maybe they thought it’d be romantic?”

maybe it was when he vented to you about some problems with the team and you talked him out of his doubts. maybe it was when you pulled an all-nighter helping kuroo make game-plans for the team. maybe-

you snorted.

“they always think it’d be romantic.”

tetsuro watched you in silence as you looked onward with a dazed smile. you have a hair out of place, and he wants to tuck it behind your ear, let his hand linger by the side of your face to admire your features. just like a cliché. 

your eyes shine under the gym lights, and tetsuro thinks they look gorgeous, that he can stare into them forever. just like a cliché. 

when did this happen?

“yo, kuroo! we’re starting up again!” 

he’s startled out of his thoughts, and you both turn toward shibayama signaling the beginning of the next game. you eyed your friend with a smirk before shoving him to his feet, him tripping as you did so. “go get 'em, lover boy.” 

tetsuro’s face curled into a look of disgust. “don’t call me that.” 

he spared one final glance in your direction before turning away and calling out ‘coming!’ in response to his teammate.

he let out a long sigh as he jogged toward the court. what the hell was he supposed to do? 

[xfgpng]

𝐦𝐲 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝, 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲 —

— : [nsfw ] dry humping, fwb, mutual pining, light angst, semi public, unprotected sex, pet names, confessions, fluff, creampie + jealously

— : wc : 1.9k

it had been exactly 4 months since you went to that party. 4 months since you and him stumbled upstairs into his bedroom and had sex. 4 months since this agreement between the two of you was reached and 4 months since you’d been with anyone else.

the two of you weren’t together or exclusive and you were certain he was fucking around with at least two other people. it never bothered you, or at least that’s what you said anyway.

only sleeping with him was a decision you made on your own and you weren’t even sure if he knew that or cared.

prior to that night, you and kuroo were friends. you had the same friend group and you only met him because of kenma. he was a year above you in college and you would hangout every weekend when you weren’t studying or out with other people.

he was a great guy and you couldn’t fault him for being so charming and easy with his words. everyone on campus liked him. he had a bit of a reputation.

you were okay with your arrangement. it wasn’t like you had any complaints because he was still a good friend to you and he fucked you better than anyone else you’d ever been with.

it helped that his dick was big.

“i think we should go out” keiji grins, “you look like you need a few drinks and a night out”

you sigh from your spot on your bed. you’re flat on your stomach but he can still hear your whine even with your face planted in your sheets. finals week had been stressful.

“it’ll be fun” he pouts and you hated how easily you gave in to him but he was your best friend and you loved him. he was also your annoying ass roommate who you couldn’t get rid of without changing the locks and you cared about him way too much for that.

“besides” he grins, “i wanna see kou”

you look up from your spot just to roll your eyes at him. he really was obsessed with his boyfriend and no, you weren’t jealous. you were happy being single.

you ignore the pang in your chest in favour of going to take a long, hot shower. your body would need all the relaxing it could get because your friends would make you dance the entire night.

the lights inside the club is always too fucking bright and you weren’t a douchebag so wearing glasses would be corny. it was usually easy to ignore but after your third shot of whatever the fuck kenma had given you, you felt a strong headache coming on. it was so unlike him to take shots like this but you supposed that after those final exams, you all needed a night out.

“i’ll get you water” he calls out, “do you want anything else?”

you shake your head. you knew your own limits and you weren’t sure the hangover tomorrow morning would be worth the hassle. you felt a pleasant buzz throughout your body and you didn’t mind sipping on keiji’s cocktails when he wasn’t looking.

the music feels like it’s right inside your head by the time you’re making your way through the sea of sweaty body grinding against each other. you weren’t even sure why you decided to dance by yourself but keiji looked happy to just sit and grind on bokuto and kenma wasn’t a dancer.

you knew he had to be there. anywhere koutaro went, kuroo tetsurou was sure to follow. the two were best friends after all.

“wanna dance?”

you hear a voice behind you. the guy isn’t that tall but he’s cute and you shrug. you didn’t mind a little grinding and the guy had a nice, firm chest when he pressed up against your back.

you swayed together, purposefully pushing your hips back every time he’d move forward. it was innocent as dry humping in the middle of the dance floor could be and the alcohol flowing through your system only seemed to make you more bold tonight.

when you opened your eyes again, you looked across to see the table you were sitting at. keiji and koutaro were making out as usual, kenma seemed to be enjoying his drink, glancing down at his phone every once in a while and him. he was staring right at you, eyes narrowed and lips in a straight line.

he didn’t seem impressed by your dancing and you knew it was because of the guy currently groaning in your ear. the poor guy could probably cum in his pants from the way your ass rubbed against his clothes crotch.

you saw his jaw clench and his eyes narrow. it send a shiver up your spine that the guy you were dancing with probably thought was because of him.

kuroo made his way towards you, eyes never leaving yours as he got closer. you could hear your heartbeat inside your eyes and you definitely felt it between your thighs when he lean in and wrapped his hand around your throat.

“scram” he said, not even looking at the guy

“whatever man” the guy shrugged, high off something to even bother arguing with kuroo and you were sure he was heading to the bathroom to get himself off. you almost felt bad.

“hi tetsu” you grin, smiling at him softly

his eyes soften for a moment before he glares at you.

“what the fuck was that about?” he asks, pulling you against his chest

“i was dancing” you say dryly, wrapping your arms around his neck anyway. you liked when he got like this over you.

“i should’ve punched that fucker in the mouth for trying to fuck you” he says, gripping your jaw and leaning down towards your lips

he doesn’t move though. he wouldn’t kiss you unless you wanted him to, as angry as he was. he could feel his blood boiling at the thought of someone else having you the way he had.

you close the distance, kissing him. he moans into the kiss, arms wrapping around your waist.

“why do you do that shit to me?” he groans, pressing his forehead against yours. he takes a deep breath to calm himself down and then he’s standing to his full height.

“i’m not your girlfriend” you say, feeling annoyed. you know he told you he wouldn’t fuck anyone raw because he was clean. you both got tested together but that didn’t mean he wasn’t sleeping with other people. he had no right to be mad at you.

“forget it” he sighs, “i’m sorry, you can —”

“stop fucking doing that” you glare at him, “you can’t just — fuck kuroo!”

he really did frustrate you and it didn’t help that your heart would race every time you were together. you’d feel so empty whenever you did have sex because you knew he’d never want anything more than a friendship from you and it was stupid to be mad. he never forced you into anything and you willing went back to him every time.

“can we talk somewhere else?” he says, taking your hand in his.

he leads you to a secluded spot, not as loud as the dance floor. it’s near a hallway and anyone could see you if they really wanted to.

“i don’t want to argue with you” you say, leaning against the wall. the coldness was pleasant against your warm skin. the dress you wore was short enough that the back of your thighs could feel it too.

“i don’t want to argue” he says, “i can’t help myself”

“you don’t get to do whatever you want and then try to stop me from doing the same thing” you frown, “that’s selfish”

“maybe i am selfish” he admits, “i want you all to myself, i won’t share you”

“i’m not property to own tetsurou” you slap his chest but he grips your wrists

“i don’t mean it that way y/n” he groans, “i just.. i want you”

“me and who else?” you scoff, looking over at the people coming in and out of the club.

“you” he frowns, “I haven’t..— god this is embarrassing”

you quirk a brow up at that, looking back at him. he has a light blush on his cheeks and over the bridge of his nose and his pouting. the realisation hits you suddenly, eyes widening.

trying not to get your hopes up, you ask “have you been with me alone this whole time?”

he nods, hands running through his hair. it never makes a difference unless he’s showered.

“oh” you say, biting your lip

“yeah oh” he scoffs, rolling his eyes.

“why the fuck didn’t you say anything!” you say, a little louder than necessary but he’s smiling at you and you can’t help smiling too.

“you’re so infuriating, you know that?” you say, crossing your arms and looking away again. you refused to let him see just how much that meant to you.

the relief you felt was obvious and he couldn’t help but chuckle, cupping your face in his hand and turning your head to look at him again. he really was infuriatingly handsome.

“i’m sorry” he kisses your forehead, “i do like you”

“yeah?”

“yeah.”

you smile then, pulling him closer by the loops in his jeans.

“kiss me” you say and he doesn’t have to be told twice. he kisses you like he hasn’t seen you in years though it’s only been a week.

you feel the way he grinds against you, hand slipping down to cup your ass and pull you right against him.

“i want you” he says, “need to be inside you”

he doesn’t have condoms and you don’t either but you can’t bring yourself to care when he pulls his cock out, pumping it as he pulls your panties to the side.

the stretch burns and you almost scream, his hand covering your mouth as he pushes all the way into you. you can feel the veins on his cock and how it throbs inside you.

your velvety walls grip him tightly. it’s so wet and warm inside your pussy and he bites back a moan. he’s imagined fucking you raw on so many occasions but his imaginations could never do this justice.

“holy fuck baby” he groans, biting your neck to stifle another moan as he slowly pulls out, dragging his thick cock against your walls. you moan, head hitting the wall behind you as you throw your head back.

it feels so good and when his hand travels down, his thumb rubbing circles on your clit, you cry out, eyes rolling back as he fucks you against the wall.

you know anyone could see you but it’s dark and noisy. the idea of being caught has you clenching around him, bringing him embarrassingly closer to his orgasm.

“fuck” you whine, “so big”

he smirks, thrusting harder as he looks at you. you’re so pretty, mouth hanging open and drool dripping down your chin. he likes to take his time, breaking you apart but he knows he can’t do that right now so he gives you what you want.

he lifts your leg up to wrap around his waist and he grips your hips. it hurts from how hard he’s holding you but you don’t want him to stop.

it takes one hard thrust to have you creaming around his cock. he kisses you, swallowing your pretty moans as he cums inside you. it’s so warm and thick and your eyes flutter at the feeling.

he feels you clenching around him, milking him for all his worth and he’ll gladly give you anything you wanted.

“shit” he pants, leaning his head on your shoulder.

“can we go home?” you whisper, “i want you tetsu”

he really was a weak man when it came to you.

[kiyoobi]

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

-(-)-

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

ao3 link <3

[thedancefloorsilly]

𐐪♡︎₊˚ warmth :: kuroo x gn! reader

a short fluff. no warnings needed <3 just cuteness. wc: 496

"kuroo?” you asked, letting your eyes wander from the soft clouds to your friends relaxed face.

he turned toward you, “hm? got something on your mind?”

silence took over, and suddenly words felt like concrete on your lips. your eyes flicked back toward the bright blue sky, with an embarrassed smile being your only response.

“oh c’mon! what is it, _____?” kuroo turned, resting his head onto his elbow to get a good look at you. his tone was playful, but you were aware that if you hadn’t told him soon, kuroo would only persist.

a giggle slipped out from your lips, “I— uh..”.

he was grinning with you, “’I uh’ what?”

“you’re not funny.”

“then why’re you smiling?”

it was so easy to roll your eyes at him, but even if you didn’t have the words to spell it out, you loved him for it anyway. 

you sighed to yourself, a hint of color decorating your cheeks as you closed your eyes, “I...” it took you a moment to try and string together the right words, but even then, your thoughts were blurred out from the adrenaline, “i’m... i’m really glad that we’re here together.”

really? that was the best you could’ve said??

with your eyes still closed you didn’t want to imagine how kuroo would react, what he would think or what he would say. rather than anticipate a response, you found ease in your surroundings. In that short second before kuroo answered, you took in the silent wind caressing your skin, and the grass prickling from underneath.

And also kuroo’s warm hand slowly grasping yours.

wait, what? 

you raised a brow, widening your eyes to see a tender smile on his face as he holds your hand. your face begin to heat up, and you’re unable to look away from his captivating expression.  

“i like you too, if that’s what you were gonna say.”

...

“How’d you kno-”

“how’d you expect me not, too?” he says jokingly, “you’ve had that cute nervous smile this whole time we’ve been together.”

whatever thought previously swimming through your mind vanished, and your face sunk in to a bashful grin.

“Heh, see. There it is again,” kuroo smirks, “Now, are you gonna keep looking at me like that, or are you gonna say what i’ve been desperately wanting to hear?”

You gave a quiet chuckle, “Gee, hasty much?”

He then shakes his head, “If only you knew how patient i’ve been”.

Moving your body closer to his, you lock into each other’s gaze, “I really like you.”

A warm expression takes over his face, while kuroo’s eyes then soften. the world felt quiet, and as composed as he might have looked throughout this entire exchange, and quieter would led you to hear the messy beatings of his heart.

in a brief movement, kuroo then takes the hand you have grasped in his, and plants a soft, kiss onto the back of it.

“And i’ve always liked you”.

[asena-graywolf]

Somnophilia

It was a hot summer night. You went to bed early because you had a stressful day. You came home so tired from work that you drank a glass of milk and threw yourself into bed without even having a chance to eat.

You slept with your head on the pillow. You needed sleep so badly that you could sleep uninterruptedly until the morning.

Unfortunately, a bad surprise from your husband woke you up from your sweet slumber.

Since the temperature exceeded 20 degrees even at night, you slept in an oversized T-shirt and only underwear underneath.

Kuro approached you from behind and took off your underwear while you were asleep. He checked with his fingers that your pussy was wet. Even in your sleep, you were always wet for him.

His palms gripped both of your hips, pulling down his shorts and pulling his hardened cock out of his boxer

"Don't worry, I won't hurt you sweetie" she whispered in his ear

Gently holding your waist, he straightens you to lift your hips a little more towards him.

He massaged his hardening cock and before long he shoved his huge cock into your tight cunt

The warmth, humidity, and wetness of your vagina drove him crazy when he got inside you.

“Ahhh! Y/n…” he muttered

Feeling the presence of a huge dick inside you instantly woke you up from your deep sleep.

You lifted your head off the pillow and jumped

“Huh? Kuro? What are you doing?" you said in a hurry

“Y/n, please baby. I need you so much. Help me"

"So you dare to fuck me in my sleep, at my most vulnerable"

"I am sorry. I needed it so badly, I couldn't stand it"

"Then fuck me hard"

You lifted your hips towards him and embed your head back into the pillow. As soon as you lifted your hips, you got slapped on the ass and Kuro suddenly started to fuck you at ferrari speed like a car on the gas pedal

The pillow you buried your face in suppressed your moans. Your muffled groans delighted Kuro. You discovered a different side of being fucked by your husband without being able to sober properly.

"Ah! Kuro fuck me!”

"How willing you are, ma'am"

You got another smack on the hip. Kuro continued to ebb and flow without a moment's hesitation.

Kuro's monstrous cock was widening your narrow cunt

“I have to widen your narrow pussy a little more, honey. Maybe I'll leave a baby there"

You were not yet in a position to welcome the idea of ​​a baby. Because you were just married. It hasn't even been a year since we got married.

“Ahh! Are you hungry? Don't worry. I will fill you with my semen, my beautiful wife. I'm about to cum"

“Cum now darling! into me”

“Shall I cum inside?” he made fun of you

“Cum inside me, Kuro!!”

You almost screamed and Kuro just shoved his whole dick in your cunt and stuffed all his hot semen into your womb.

He smacked your ass one last time as he was coming out of you and pulled away from you.

He cleaned himself and put his shorts back on.

You lower your hips and lie face down again. Your back ached from bending over. Had the same pain in your knees and legs

You were both out of breath. Kuro lay on your back, resting his head between your two shoulder blades. He tugs at the collar of your shirt and leaves gentle kisses on your back and neck.

“I know it was short, but do you think I was good enough?”

"Is it good? Just don't try well. You were great. Maybe you even left a baby inside me"

He got up from your back and reached for the empty space next to you. He pulled you to his chest and wrapped his arms around you.

“If I did as you said, I will be proud that you carry a piece of me in you”

[luvchampagne]

WHOLE - k. tetsuro

summary: kuroo may be lacking and imperfect in some ways but you are there to make up for him.

pairings: kuroo tetsuro x fem! reader

a/n: this has been seating on my drafts for too long, and you can tell im loosing my brain juices at the ending. :')

kuroo tetsuro feels whole the day you entered his life. Every moment he gets he captures himself reminiscing the day how you two met. It was rather a sunny sunday and as always he spent his weekends on his grandmas house. last night he had cried himself to sleep; he had once again wondered what he did wrong for his mother to forsake him, he never truly got a proper answer no matter who he asked and he felt like he would never get one. so today, on a sunny sunday he decided to skip homework. it was unlikely of him, and he knew that all too well but something itched in him to go outside and play after that miserable evening, and there he found you. hair tied up in a pretty pony tail, dressed in floral pink dress as you drew random objects on the sidewalk. one particular thing that caught his eye is a black cat. “you forgot to drew it's whiskers.” he pointed out, he wasn't even aware that he had approach you. “oh,” and oh my god, if he knew that he had fallen inlove with those eyes of yours middle school kuroo wouldve laughed and won't believe a word. “it seems that i have, would you mind drawing it for me?” you offered him a white chalk. “im busy drawing it's food. by the way, his name is mr. cat” kuroo raised a brow at that. “mr. cat? how odd.” he could only smile at that thought as he proceeded to draw mr. cat's whiskers. so, on that day onwards kuroo tetsuro looked forward to every weekend. not only has he gained a new friend besides kenma and he had also gained a fellow friend thats actually interested in his volleyball activities. he learned that you had a crazy obsession with cartoons and like to fan girl over them, you adored taylor swift and you do seem to get along with kenma, occasionally playing video games with each other as you teamed up against kuroo and tell him that he sucks. of course he'd get pouty about it so you always promise to play volleyball with him and drag kenma along.

kuroo tetsuro feels whole when you two met again in college, unfortunately your parents had found a new job at a better neighbourhood and decided to move there. forcibly severing your contacts with your friends as you entered high school. he had saw you first in the library, hair tied once again in a high pony tail as you typed something on your laptop, your anti rad glass seating beautifully on the bridge of your nose. he remembers particularly in middle school he had told kenma how he felt about you, how his hands get clammy and a random wave of nervousness rush over him every time he gets to see you and how he feels like he's about to vomit his heart whenever you smile at him and tell him how proud you are of his volleyball accomplishments. kenma told him it was a crush and he immediately denied it. of course, middle schooler kuroo didn't care about any of that so he hadn't thought he'd grew feelings of you unconsciously. he recalls that feeling on a random sunny weekend once more when he was on his first year of high school after his friends asked (specifically yaku) if he ever had a crush. it was only then that the realization dawned on him, he liked you. he liked you and, ohmygod, kenma was right and everything's too late now and there was 1% he could actually meet you again. he remembers correctly that he felt hopeless and how dumb of him to never realized his own feelings for you. of course he mopped over that for a week, i mean sure, maybe you wouldn't reciprocate his feelings too but atleast he could've told you before you left. and he felt so stupid and dumb to deny what kenma told him 3 years ago. So, to meet you again in a random library was something he didn't expect. one thing led to another and he had approached you and thank god, you still remember him. a tiny part of him would've died in embarrassment if you did forget about him. he had guessed that if you didn't, he'd just re-introduce himself to you.

kuroo tetsuro feels whole when you drunkly confessed that you like him. of course, that wasn't his ideal way for confessing but if its you, he'd let it slide.

kuroo tetsuro feels whole when he finally get to feel your lips against his. it felt like home oh-so-warm and tasted like watermelon. he never knew that he'd obsessed over that fruit.

kuroo tetsuro feels whole when he gets home exhausted and youd always be there to engulf him in a hug, whispering “i miss you's and welcome, love.”

kuroo tetsuro feels whole when you said yes to him repeatedly on a sunny sunday under a wisteria trea. it was a three letter word but it meant the whole world to him. perhaps it wasn't sunday's that bring him luck but you. because when you had looked him in the eye when you two were seven and offered him a chalk, the day after his parents argued once more over custody, you had saved him. unconsciously.

kuroo tetsuro feels whole as he admires your sleeping face, legs tangled together under the blanket as your warmth engulf him. he can feel you starting to wake up but he can't help but stare at you longer. it was sunday again, and god knows how many times he had already hit snoozed on your alarm just to admire you further. kuroo tetsuro may not be perfect and lacking in some parts but, when he is with you he can feel as if he could conquer the whole world, because you keep him whole and he has zero plans of loosing you again.

[nykie-love-anime]

Day 20 ~ “Just Pretend To Be My Date.”

Best Friends to Lovers. After some creepy guy won’t leave you alone at the mall Kuroo decides to take matters into his own hands.

“Hey beautiful.” A guy said next to you. Not thinking it is for you, you flag down the red haired bartender with a smile and before you could ask for anything the guy cuts you off. “Whatever she wants you can put in on my tab man.” You sighed and eyed the guy before turning back to the bartender. “That’s fine I can buy my own drinks, I am here with my boyfriend after all, this is our drinks.” You said with a frown as he still insisted to buy you a drink.

The bartender looked at the pleading look in your eyes and looked the guy up and down as he is not getting the hint. “Listen man she is here with a boyfriend please leave her alone or security will have to intervene. And I can assure you, you don’t want that.” You smiled in relieve when he seemed to get the hint and walk away. “Thanks for that.” “No problem ma’am we don’t want anything to happen now do we?” he said with a smile. “No we don’t. Can I please get two beers.” As he handed you the beers you paid leaving a tip for his help.

“Hey!” you heard from behind seeing the same guy as before. Ignoring him you continued forward trying to lose him in the crowd. Once you see Kuroo you started to walk faster not wanting to be alone with the creep if he catches up with you. “Hey I am talking to you.” He yelled gaining speed.

“Please pretend to be my boyfriend.” You quietly said in your best friends ear as you approach him from the side. Looking back if the asshole is still following you and it looks like he is. “Okay. What’s wrong?” he asked seeing the worried look on your face which caused him to pull you closer towards his chest while wrapping his arms around your waist as he sees a guy approaching you. “Hey I am busy talking to you.” He said reaching a hand forward to grab your arm.

“Listen how my times do I have to tell you I have a boyfriend. Leave me the fuck alone before I have to call for security to escort you out of here.” You said glaring at the creep and Tetsurou wrapped his arms tighter around your waist. “Listen man leave her alone we are here on date okay we don’t want to be disturbed. I bet she asked nicely the first time and now you are just being a creep.” Kuroo said glaring at the man in front of you.

“Whatever you stuck up bitch. You aren’t even that pretty. I could do so much better.” The asshole said glaring at you both and before he could move further that two step Kuroo was up gently pushing you to the side and tapping the jerk on the shoulder. As he turned he was met with a fist right to the nose. “What the fuck man.” He yelled as Tetsurou was about to hit him again you pulled his arm back. “He’s not worth it Tetsu. Leave him so that security can deal with his sorry ass.” As you finished talking a crowd started to form around you guys.

Just as you and Kuroo were about to walk away security approached you along with the bartender from before. Now only seeing his nametag as ‘Tendou.’ “Please escort this creep out guys.” He said pointing at the man bleeding. “Hey I was attacked. Why am I being thrown out?” he yelled as the bouncers dragged him towards the door; with the creep yelling that he will sue this place while holding his nose.

“So sorry ma’am, sir. I watched ready with security when I saw him following you. I hope you broke the asshole’s nose.” Tendou cackled causing you to giggle into Kuroo’s side and he pulled you further into him. “He was going to have his ass handed to him one of these lovely nights and I am so glad it was on my shift. Here are two beers on the house.” He said handing you and Kuroo a bottle.

“Thanks man. Sorry for the inconvenience caused but that asshole touched he shouldn’t have.” Tetsurou said causing butterflies to fill your stomach at the look of protectiveness on his face. “Yeah man I couldn’t agree more he shouldn’t touch another man’s girl.” Tendou nodded at bouncer who beckoned him over. “Okay well guys enjoy the rest of the night. Bye, bye.” He waved as he walked towards the bar counter.

“I am…” you cut off Kuroo wrapping your arms around his neck pulling him towards you. Pressing your lips to his before you lose the confidence to kiss him. He melted into the kiss pulling you into him smiling into the kiss. Causing you to smile along with him and as your mouth open he swiped his tongue over your bottom lip begging for entrance. You continued to kiss for a minute before you pulled away from Tetsu.

“Wow.” You muttered breathless. “I am so grateful for you Tets. Thank you for handling that asshole for me. Thanks for punching him in his stupid face. Thank you for looking out for me. And last but not the least thank you for being such a good kisser.” You said with a smile causing the man in front of you to laugh pulling you in a bone crushing hug. “I love you so much.” “I love you too.” He said with a smile as he pulled you back for another kiss. This time he pulled you onto his lap. “You want to get out of here?” he questions and you just nodded.

“Morning gorgeous.” Kuroo whispered the following morning as he see you starting to stir. “Morning handsome.” You lazily smiled up at the man who had spent a few hours pleasuring your body and soul until early this morning. “Do you want something to eat?” you questioned with a smiling starting to get up as Kuroo whined, reaching out to pull you back into bed making you bounce on his mattress. “I can think of one thing I would like to eat.” He whispered into your ear. “Kuroo Tetsurou!” you exclaimed shocked as he giggled.

“What? I am talking about bacon.” He cackled out and you just hummed. “Get up you lazy ass.” You teased him. “I am hungry, and maybe if you are a good boy we can go for round 8 after breakfast.” Now this caused him to whoop as he picked you up hurrying to the kitchen where you started on breakfast with a laugh.

“Thank you for last night Tets. You really are wonderful.” You started as he is busy eating his bacon. “I was wondering if you wanted to try dating for real.” You asked all of a sudden shy as he looked at you with a small smile. “I would like that very much.” He said looking at your lips. “Ok cool. Would you like to be my boyfriend then?” you asked him with a shy grin. “Only if you will be my girlfriend.” You nodded and laughed as he pulled you onto his lap.  

“Hey girlfriend.” He said kissing you softly. “Hey boyfriend.” You whispered back pulling him further into the kiss. “Let’s forget about food for now and let us go to bed I have so much I still have to show you.” Kuroo muttered as he picked you up. “But what about the dishes?” you teased as he opened his bedroom door. “After.” He said throwing you onto his bed. “I love you Y/N/N.” he whispered into your neck. “I love you Tets.” You whispered back with a loving sigh as he kissed down your torso.

Day 19 | Masterlist | Day 21

[mae-gi-writes]

Just thinking about How Kuroo's camera roll wouldn't necessarily have pictures of him but probably:

Pics of cats

Videos of cute cats that are REALLY FLUFFY and make you go HAKDJDKS ❤

Paws PAWS PAWS all the way

Random photos of Bokuto doing BOKUTO things

Kenma gaming and Kenma's annoyed face in different sizes and dimensions

Spam photos of Bokuto and Atsumu's face on his phone

Spam photos of Nekoma team that he re-saves when they come up on facebook

Mountain views whenever he goes hiking

Beach volleyball photos when they have days off

Chaotic beach volleyball where half of it is practically blurry

Photos of your double chin

Spam photos of your double chin for him to laugh at

Photos of your hands in his because he loves knowing how tiny your hands are

Random videos and photos of you whenever you go on dates

He snaps pics of you when he thinks you're not looking

Only for you to flash him your ugliest face just to PROVE A POINT

Him falling about laughing because honestly that's the thing he lives for honestly

Selfies where he squishes his cheek with yours until you're annoyed lmap

SCREENSHOTS of middle school you

Aesthetic shots of you both on the beach, in the park, anywhere beautiful that he wants to capture with you and FINALLY

Pictures of your hand, with a ring

A screenshot of his text where he tells Kenma "she's finally mine."

Just Kuroo things 💘

[millenialfanfictionaddiction]

New Girl At Nekoma:

Kuroo's Crush

Tetsuro Kuroo featuring Nekoma x female! reader (she/her pronouns)

Warnings: none

A/N: This is a request @times-new-roman-in-pastel! It's also this roosters birthday so Happy Birthday to our favorite Sports Promoter 🥰🥰

I apologize for being MIA for a while, poor mental health and general sickness have all but consumed my life but I promise I’m around 🖤

Oof YN 😬

Having to switch schools at the beginning of your third year 🫠

Honestly I don’t even know if crying will help at this point

Your guardian accepted a new job in Tokyo so of course you followed suit, moving from a small town to the huge city

It was a big change and an even bigger change looking at your new high school

Nekoma High School 🙌🏻

Honestly we love it

Well YOU don’t currently love it night but trust me you will soon enough 😏

Trust the process YN

You stand outside looking at the school as you take a deep breath and walk in

The halls are crowded and everyone is staring at you

Not only because you are the new kid but also because you are so pretty 🤩

Turning heads everywhere you go YN!

However right now it’s very overwhelming because, well once again, everyone is staring at you

You look around, trying to find your classroom but much to your dismay, it seems to not exist

But we don’t give up so easily! Oh no no

You mentally calm yourself, turning around to start over

Unfortunately when you turn around you turn smack into two boys

Subsequently you tumble to the ground, landing hard

“Are you ok?” An angelic voice chimes

You look up, seeing a tall boy and a shorter boy staring at you

“Yeah I’m ok, sorry for running into you,” you say as the shorter boy extends his hand to help you

“Sorry for knocking you down, ummm I’m sorry I don’t know your name?” The shorter boy says

“Oh I’m Yn, it’s my first day,” you say smiling and fixing your skirt and blouse

“Welcome to Nekoma YN, I’m Yaku and this is Kai,” the shorter boy says

“It’s nice to meet you,” you say smiling softly

Yaku and Kai smile back but before you can say anything

We hear an agitating, grading voice 😒

“Yaku!! Hey Yaku!”

You look over to see a very tall, white haired boy and a boy with a Mohawk approaching

“Yaku, hey I need your help!”

Yaku rolls his eyes as you watch their interaction, “Lev if it’s help with your receives, I’ll pass”

Lev 👉🏻 😱 offended

Meanwhile the boy with the Mohawk is just staring at you 👁️👄👁️

“For goodness sakes Yamamoto, stop staring at the new girl, it’s creepy!”

“Like you yelling that isn’t also creepy,” another boy says as he walks past with his head in a video game

“Hey are you really a new girl?” The tall boy known as Lev asks

You just smile and shake your head

“What in the heck are you all doing-” a tall, handsome dark haired boy approaches and halts as his eyes meet yours

You blush a little, smiling at the boy

Kai and Yaku be like 👀 😐😏

So now you have two guys staring at you as well as utter chaos ensuring around

Way to go Yn 👏 great job 🙄

“Umm hello, I’m Yn. I’m sorry for causing all this commotion. I’m new here and I’m afraid I’m lost,” you say

The tall, rooster haired boy 👉🏻😳

“What classroom are you looking for Yn?” Kai asks

You tell him as Yaku interrupts

“Hey Kuroo’s in that class, he can show you the way right captain?” Yaku says smacking Kuroo’s back

Kuroo👉🏻👁️👄👁️ umm yeah

“Thanks Kuroo, I appreciate it!” You say beaming

Please Yn, he starts blushing so hard 🥹

Yaku and Kai watch as you and Kuroo walk to class

“Heys making a fool of himself,” Kai says

“Isn’t it glorious?” Yaku laughs 😂

From that day forward, it was safe to say our precious captain cat developed a tiny crush on you

Well not really TINY

Man’s fell so hard for you Yn it’s unreal

He loved spending time with you, walking you to class and even eating with you

Subsequently, you became besties with the boys volleyball team

Your proximity to the team came with mixed reviews

Lev was rather annoying per the usual, Kenna acted like he normally did and Yamamoto essentially ceased all functioning when you were around

Honestly what I wouldn’t give to be a flu on that wall 🤣

You developed a closeness to the boys and soon found yourself in the current situation

“YN you should just be our manager,” Yaku blurted out one day at lunch

Kuroo 👉🏻 *literally choking* 👁️👄👁️ whet-

“I mean, she’s always hanging around so she should probably make herself useful,” Yaku shrugged

“Wow what an enticing invitation,” Kenna said 😐🙄

“Well I mean, Kuroo basically drools- HEY!” Yaku screeched as Kuroo jabbed him in the stomach

“I do actually know a little about volleyball! I use to be friends with the manager of the volleyball team at my last school!” You smile

“You mean, we could actually have a girl manager? Yamamoto exclaimed

“It’s up to the captain I think,” Kai said as everyone looked at Kuroo

Kuroo looked over at you as you beamed at him, how could he say no

He’s literally such a simp for you Yn and this was his chance to keep you close 🥰

“Well if you want to Yn-”

Before he can even finish, you fling yourself into his arms for a huge hug

Kuroo 👉🏻😐😳

You 👉🏻🥹 🫂

Yaku and Kai 👉🏻😏

Yamamoto 👉🏻 jealous 😠

Kenna 👉🏻🙄 📱

Please YN do less ✋🏻

As it turns out, you becoming Nekoma’s manager was both a good and a bad decision

Because now Kuroo would have to share you with not only his teammates but with the teams they played against

For example, someone’s always interrupting his nerdy jokes 😒

“Hey YN, why can’t you trust an atom?” Kuroo asks

“I don’t know why?” You say

“YN EMERGENCY HELP!” Lev screams as he runs in, Yaku hot on his tail

“LEV GET OVER HERE RIGHT NOW!” Yaku screams as Fukunaga, Yamamoto and Inuoka follow

“What happened?” You ask as Kuroo narrows his eyes 😑

“Yaku said Lev would never measure up to him and Lev said ‘but Yaku I’m already taller than you’ and Yaku got mad,” Yamamoto said

You 👉🏻😐 really?

“YN stop him from killing me! You need my height!” Lev screeches

“You suck Lev we can do without you,” Kenma says

We love it here 🤦🏻‍♀️

Meanwhile poor Kuroo is just standing there with the punchline to his joke, all deflated 😞

The punchline btw was “because they make up everything” 😩

Often times, Kuroo finds himself just watching you

kind of creepy? Yes but stay with me

“Why don’t you just tell her you like her?” Kai asked

“I don’t know what you’re talking about?” Kuroo says

“Really? We can all see how bad you have it for Yn, you are horrible at hiding it,” Kenma says walking past

Kuroo 👉🏻🥲

“Just confess to her,” Kai says

“I don’t know how and what if she doesn’t like me back?” Kuroo asks

For real?? Have you seen yourself Kuroo ����

“The training camp is coming ip next week, that’s the perfect time to confess!” Kai shouts

Kuroo thinks about it as he watches you

What does he really have to lose? I mean you’ve always been sweet to him and kind

Surely you like him too right?

Spoiler alert: you do 😍

Summer camp comes and Kuroo is so nervous

He has it all planned out perfectly

He will tell you how much he likes you and you will reciprocate and you will both live happily ever after 😍

Too bad that doesn’t happen 😃

“YN??? Is that you??” A voice booms from behind Nekoma

Karasuno stands there, their eyes wide as you stare back

“Holy crap! What are you guys doing here?” You yell, running towards them as Kiyoko appears

“YN HOLY CRAP IS THAT YOU?” She screams as you both hug

Nekoma is looking on, so very confused 🤨

“Uhhh YN?” Yaku asks

“These are my old friends! I use to go to Karasuno before I transferred here!” You smile

“YN we’ve missed you! It’s so good to see you!” Daichi says, hugging you

Oof Kuroo is seeing red right now 😡

“YN are you with Nekoma?” Suga asks as you nod

Kuroo stomps up to you, putting his arm around you as Daichi looks on

Kai, Yaku, Suga and Asahi 👉🏻👀🍿

“YN is my manager,” Kuroo says oh so confidently

“Our manager, idiot,” Kenma corrects, walking by 🙄

Daichi and Kuroo are in a staring match right now Kenma don’t interrupt!

“Come on YN let’s go,” Kuroo says, pulling you away

“Oh ok! I’ll see you guys later!” You say waving at your former school friends

As training camp progresses, Kuroo finds himself more agitated 😠

Seriously, on top of his team not letting him have a moment with you, now Karasuno is monopolizing your time!

“YN it’s so awesome to see you again!” Asahi says

“I can’t believe you’re working with these city boys now YN!” Tanaka scowls

Please Yn, smack him ✋🏻 🧑🏼‍🦲

“We all know YN really misses us the most,” Daichi adds, smirking at Kuroo

Kuroo 👉🏻🔥👄🔥

“Daichi knock it off-” you start to say, too bad you are interrupted by a certain someone 👀

“As a matter of fact, my dear Daichi, YN is SO much happier at Nekoma. She’s way to pretty and perfect to be stuck in some country bumpkin town!” Kuroo shouts

Kai, Yaku, Suga, and Asahi 👉🏻😳😲

Kiyoko 👉🏻😏

You 👉🏻😐😳🥹

“Tetsuro you think I’m pretty?” You say

“And perfect Yn don’t forget he said that too,” Yaku adds

Kuroo realizing what he said 👉🏻😐😳😰

“Ummm well yeah I do-” but before he can finish his sentence YN swoops in for a cheek kiss 😘

Kuroo 👉🏻😐🤯 YN I LIKE YOU ALOT WILL YOU GO OUT WITH ME

Kai and Yaku 👉🏻😐🤦🏻‍♂️

Suga and Asahi 👉🏻 😃😃

Kenma 👉🏻 🙄 📱

“I like you too Tetsuro and I’d love to go out with you,” you say as Kuroo practically explodes and grabs you, swinging you around as you laugh

Yaku and Kai are probably whipping tears away 🥲

YN you are one luckily lady!

[yourstarvic]

Summary: Fate is a funny thing. Moments happen when you don't know their fate or on purpose. Meeting Kuroo outside of the palace walls, events accord that made him become your personal guard. But what happens when the cocky male helps you try and win another heart when you're only falling for him? And is he slowly falling for you, the crown princess? But was this fated? Or was it planned?

Kuroo Tetsuro X Reader

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Arriving at the estate, you glanced out of the window. Lights of the candles that peaked out of the manor windows illuminated with a soft halo. You felt yourself sighting up straighter, seeing how many were already inside based on the the line of carriages that surrounded the courtyard. Zoning out Lady Daphne’s voice, knowing she was only repeating the rules of etiquette you should need to follow. Turning to look at her, smiled at her, and nodded once. Which she only sighed, eyeing Kuroo with a silent tell to watch over you. 

With the carriage coming to a halt, Kuroo easily maneuvered to open the door and stepped out quickly. As a gentleman that he became for the evening, Kuroo extended his hand out, assisting Lady Daphne gracefully out of the carriage. With her out, Kuroo repeated the same action to you, keeping his eyes away from your eye. Sucking you lips, an uneasy feeling swept through you as you felt squeezed with pain as Kuroo refusal to look at you. 

Did he really care what you thought of him? No, he didn’t, you thought quickly. With the guilt leaving your bones, you accepted his helpful hand and stepped out of the carriage. Taking a few steps, you ignored Lady Daphne’s presence next to you, you ignored her voice ringing in your ears, you ignored Kuroo’s presence behind you, you ignored the feeling of wanting his comments, you ignored it all. Your eyes closed, you though back to the Lady Daphnes teachings. You felt everything went silent, body still as you prepared for a long evening. Taking a deep exhale out of your mouth, it was as something inside you switched. Opening your eyes, your head held high, shoulders rolled back, hands in front softly overlapping one another, you now became The Crown Princess (Y/n) of the Quixotic Kingdom. 

Overlooking your should, your voice stern and modest, the twinkle in your eye gone and lips at a thin line, avoiding all amusement, “Shall we?” Not waiting for any confirmation, you walked. Not a single thought ran through your head. There was nothing needed to feel. Except for one feeling. A feeling that you grown to welcome and accept when your became this alto ego you created. Hatred. 

You hated hiding your thoughts away, faking your emotions. All for what? To be the model women? You may be out in society but you were not yet out to society. Therefore were you the right choice to be the model women? Apparently yes, you are acting on behalf of the crown. Pleasing the nobles, protecting the people’s hearts and hopes to continue their loyalty and support of the crown. This shouldn’t be the way of security loyalty. Yet, this evening, you were acting as a lady out to society. Only here for scouting out a marriage with a man. A man that has been picked without your consent.

“Your highness,” Lady Daphne’s voice cut through your silence. Standing infant of a close door that led to the ballroom, you heard the loud chatter and music vibrating though the doors. “Whenever you are ready.” She motioned to the doors, waiting for you to continue.

You only stared. 

And stared.

And stared at the grand doors.

Walk. You commanded your legs, yet they did not listen. Talk, you wished to your throat to speak, yet it did not act. Why was your body not listing to you? You have done this before so why now? Why acting all scared?Your fate is sealed, you answered yourself. You are to be wed to a man who you do not love all for the crown. Given you were only to meet him at the ball, but it was only the first step of the grand scheme of things. One thing can always led to another and this would led to a man who only will use you to climb the ladder. 

Feeling a hold on your left hand jolted you, snapping your head at Kuroo who finally looked at you in the eye. It was he knew what you were thinking. “Your fate is not sealed yet,” Kuroo whispered, bringing your hand to his lips and kissed your knuckle. “You are only meeting him, Princess.”

Surprised by his actions, you merely nodded. With his sincerity in his voice, your worries slowly disappeared. Letting your hand free from his warmth, it hanged in the air for a few moments before returning back to its place. Yet. The word echoed, in your ear, giving you hope. He is right, you thought. Your fate is not sealed. This night will not your fate. Training your eyes back at the door, you raised your head up, ready to fight your planned future. 

With the doors opening at your command, you stepped through the door, the footman announcing your title and name to everyone present. With everyone becoming silent, the footman voice echoed around the room. Heads all snapped and turned to you, gasping and whispering as they saw royal flesh in their presence. Mix reactions filling the room, some (the younger ones) who was their first time in presence of a member of the royal family fail to control their excitement. Giggling and whispering to whomever was near them as their eyes pried on your figure. Some were shocked, mouth open as they stare you floated by, opening a pathway through the sea. While the rest look amused, having already been in either your father’s presence or yours presence or both. With all having a different reaction, one was all the same; all bowed as waves when passed them.

The whispers all stopped when you stopped walking. Arriving at Duchess Dana Livington, with her son Duke Edward Livington next to her, they both bowed. One who looked at the floor, avoiding your gaze out of respect of your power while the other, eyes trained into yours, eyes gleaming early with an accomplish conquest. You avoided his eyes, focusing on Duchess Dana who rosed to her height, “You have a beautiful house, Duchess.”

“Thank you, Your Highness,” She responded heartfelt, “hearing your words of kindness bring me great joy. When I heard word, I personally made sure all would suit your beautiful taste. It’s a great honor having you here.”

Suck-up. 

“Allow me to introduce you to my son,” She extended, pushing him between the two of you. “This is Duke Edward Livington. He’s quite handsome, is he not? And easy to rise to any occasion. When his father passed, he was quick to take up the mantle of the estate and helping his poor mama ease the pain.”

“My condolences,” You replied with sincerity laced sweetly on your voice, remembering how kind and gentleman the late Duke was when you were younger. 

Yet, with your sorrow evident on your face, Duchess Dana did not mind, rather wanting to focus on her son that was in your presence. She cleared her throat, quickly moving on, “Thank you. If it wasn’t for my son, I would not know where I would be. He’s such a understanding man and patient. Sad he has yet to find a bride.” A secretive glance was went your way, a menacing behind her words that tighten your hands in a distaste feeling. “Seems he is looking for someone special. Someone that will help his lead in this great, rich Earth.”

A small hummed was responded from you as you glance the Duke up and down once, not hiding the small crinkle of your nose, before glancing around the ballroom, staring back at everyone who was leaning in to hear your conversation. “This is a ball, is it not?” You smiled kindly at Duchess Dana guest. “Let the drinks be poured, music to be loud, and our feet ache from dancing.”

“Cheers!” 

A wide smile appeared on your face as the ball picked up its paced, pleased with the normality is was becoming for the evening. “Princess (Y/n).” 

You spoke to soon. 

“If it is not too forward of me, I would like to occupy you this evening?”

Your smile faltered before lifting back up. You knew why he was asking a bold question. He had planned it all along. He planted the seed in your father’s head, making appearance that he was a worthy man, despite the gossips that surrounds him. He really was his mother’s son, that you were certain. Always wanted connections, wanted to push more and more, surrounding themselves with gossip as a in to many social circles as they can to climb. Nothing was enough, even with everything they had at their disposal. Greed. Greed is an awful color on those who are blessed with so much. 

“Duke Livington,” Your voice lacing with formality, “your kindness is most welcome. I must stay with my escort, Sir Kuroo-”

“It seems he is quite occupied at the moment,” Edward beaconed his chin behind you, a cheeky grin on lips.

Turning your head, you eyebrows were instantly raised as you saw most of the girls surrounding to tall man. The said tall man chest was puffed proudly, accepting all the warm compliments and giggling that captured his ears. Those close to him all lightly grazed his arms as he flexed, some fanned their face, trying to draw his attention. You resisted the strong urged to rolling your eyes to the back of your head. 

Your hands tightened together, as your face morphed into a neutral look. Feeling your throat tighten, you clicked your tongue, as Edwards motion tried to motion you away, “there is a great view of the gardens in the balcony, I’m sure you would love Your Highness.”

“As I said before,” Your jaw clenched, watching a one lady dropped her fan and Kuroo quickly picking it up from the ground and sending her a flirty smile as he handed it back to her. Your voice slight raised to which Kuroo would hear, breaking the spell of the sirens surrounding him, “I must stay with my escort at all times.”

Kuroo eyes snapped towards you, giving you a pleading look to continue the attention he was receiving as you in return gave him an unpleasant frown. You commanded him with your eyes, tilting it towards your side for him approach you. Yet he avoided your gaze, quickly shifting his eyes to the women squeezing his arms. Flexing your hand into a fist, using it to hold your annoyance, you then stating, “Kuroo, I am feeling quite parched. Escort me to get a drink.” A triumph smile painted your face as he begrudgingly excused himself. With your head held high, you smiled as Kuroo stood in front of you, extending his arms out as a way to beacon you to follow him. “Such a gentlemen,” You gleamed, walking in the direction away from the flock of girls and Edward. 

“Must you always ruin my fun,” He gritted his tech, annoyance vibrating washing off of him in waves. “I was about to ask a lady to dance.”

“Your duty is to protect me from Edward,” You gritted back.

“No,” he corrected, stopping from walking any further when a tray with server arrived with a tray of drinks, grabbing one for you and for himself. Holding your drink away from you as you eyed the drink he offered to you, “My duty if to protect you from harm. Now here, don’t want the Princess to be parched.”

“That’s wine.”

“Yes.”

“Wine.”

“I know what wine is.”

Rolling your eyes at him, you did your best not to make a unprincessly face. With a calm matter, you stated to him carefully, “A women must not drink wine when she is unmarried. Have you to been paying attention to Lady Daphne's lectures?

“You do see me fall asleep in those, yes?” Placing one glass on a floating try, Kuroo rose his glass to his lips.

“And one must no drink in front of royalty when they do not have a drink,” You smirked, seeing his eyes over the rim of the glass burned through yours. “Especially when one had voice they are parched.”

Lowering his glass, he scanned the ballroom, looking for a table of refreshments or a tray that carried lemonade. “Fine, I’ll get your damn drink.”

Seeing his annoyance, you smiled at him, wanting to infuriated more as it brought you joy, “And one should not curse in the presence of royalty.”

“I highly doubt a brat such as yourself should be consider royalty.” Kuroo said with triumph, beating you at the game you were creating.

“Charming.” 

The two of you were about to take a step once Kuroo eyes found the refreshment table, when you heard two voices you yearned to hear ever since you stepped foot in the ball room, “My lady!” Yachi and Kiyoko exclaimed behind you, curtsy as they must do in the public eyes. 

“Oh,” You smiled, extended your hand for them to grab hold as you excitedly gleamed in their presence. “I was wondering where you both were. I was scared I would not see you this evening.”

“Whatever do you mean?” Yachi confusingly asked. “There is no one here that we would spend our evening with other than you.”

“Especially with the gentlemen here,” Kiyoko added, her eyes scanning the room, “I am worry about this coming season. There are no eligible bachelors that seems fitting.”

“Maybe he is hiding,” You giggled, moving to where you laced your arms through theirs as you all aimlessly walked around the ballroom. “Or building the courage to greet you.”

“If you wishes to greet me then he should already have the courage,” She stated matter of fact, her head high as she vibrating with confidence.

Giggling with you, Yachi teased back, enjoying the playful easy nature that came with the three of you, “Perhaps he would ask you to marry him straight away.”

“He would be a simpleton.”

“But a simpleton that would love you,” You added, giggling at how she turned her head away with a blush that grazed her cheeks. The three of you all giggle and teased. Watching the dancers on the floor and gossiping about whoever the current gossip was. It was always the same routine when it came to balls and parties. You would walk with your ladies, looking at all the different nobles, hear about what gossip is tied to what family, who would end up with whom, who will get married, who is with child, who isn’t with child, if they had a child. The list goes on and on. There is always something to talk about.

And in the middle of it, there will always come a gentlemen who would ask lady Kiyoko a dance. Which she turns for you for your approval to be dismissed and forcefully agree to the gentleman’s dance. You’ve always hated it. You can see the distain on her face whenever a gentleman not to her liking ask for a dance and she must agree to it, being out to society, a way to find a husband some would say. And if she were to reject invitation, it would seem rude and unladylike. A terrible tradition. A terrible way of thinking. 

So you and Yachi would stare as she floated to the dance floor with whatever bachelor he wrote his name on her name card before dancing to the tune that whispered through the ears of those in the dance floor. Their feet perfectly match to the steps of the tune and whispers of small talk. Soon later the same would happen to Yachi, who just recently been introduced to society last season. Someone she was not all to excited about. Being nervous and getting sick of the thought of being displayed for all to see her was a to sick of a thought for her. 

Then you were left alone. Not having been “introduced” to society yet, something your father had made sure of, you were not allow to dance with any man. (Something you were happy about.)So there you stood, on the edged of everything as you watched people twirl around and listen to the gossips around you. With a small sigh, you turned to see Kuroo behind you but only found other guest of the evening. A deep frown echoed your face once more, you stared back at to the dance floor, seeing Kuroo twirling the same women who flaunted over his arms earlier. An envy though filling your head as you though, now he’s a great dancer?

“Your highness,” A voice broke out of your thoughts. A voice you did not want to hear. “I noticed you are not occupied, please allow me to fill your company.”

“Such a gentleman you are, Duke Edward,” You did your best to hide your displeasure. The personally you created slowly appeared in your voice. “But I am quite comfortable.”

“Please,” He smiled, offering you a glass of lemonade, “I’ve noticed you did not receive the drink you requested. I took the liberty of fetching it for you.”

“How kind,” You accepted the drink, slowly took a sip. Taking a step, you spoke to him, “Now if you excuse me, it is feeling a bit stuffy.

“Allow me to escort you!” He was too loud for your liking.

Hurrying your steps, you eyes did their best to find Lady Daphne, yet she was no where in sight. “There is no need”

“It is a gentleman thing to do,” He was now next to you, matching your pace and acting as your equal. 

“I wish to be alone.” You stated hands gripping the stone rail. Stone rail? When did you get outside? Realizing you were now outside, you gripped the rail, trying to zone his annoying voice out and feel the cool air to calm you. Listen to the trees, you thought but his voice cute though like a knife.

“If this is not too forwards of me,” He stated, ignored the side eye look of disdained on your face (he didn’t notice it), “but it had come to my attention that you are going to be introduced this coming season.”

“Oh my,” you gasped, looking behind his figure. A terrifying look painted your face as you pointed, “A beast!”

“A beast,” Edward wailed, turning to have a look at the said beast, only for there to be nothing there. “What beast?” He asked, turning back to face you, and you were gone. Running down the stairs and running away from the estate. “Oh, how I love a chase. Princess! Wait!”

Cursing, you picked up your pace, doing everything you can to get away from him. But with the dress you were wearing and the shoes, luck was not on your side. He was quick to approached you, stopping you from moving any more as he hold onto both of your shoulder, “Your highness, if you wish to be alone with me, you could have said so.”

Flabbergasted by his statement, you pushed his arms away from you, taking a step back, “You are crossing a line. I commend you to leave me be.”

“Oh Princess,” He stalked towards you, bring you to him as you tried to push him off, “This is your way of seducing me isn’t it? To see how much I want your hand?”

“Let go,” you commanded, you forcefully tried to push him off. But it was no avail, he did his best to bring his lips to yours, muttered words that went death in your ears. The only think you can hear was your heart in you ears. And when the moment arrived where you were out of his arms, you reeled your left arm back, months of training overtook you as your swing it and aimed for his eye. All was heard was a thump, as his body laid on the cold, hard earth, and everything was silenced.

“What did you do?” 

The deep voice behind you startled you. Turning around, your eyes widened at whom you saw. Quickly pushing the words out of your mouth, you tried to ignore the harsh sting on your knuckles, “How long were you there?”

“Long enough!” Kuroo rushed towards you, quickly glanced at the body that now laid on the earth. “How’s your hand.”

Trying to ease the harsh stinging pain, you whimpered at when rubbing your knuckles, “For someone whose face looks soft, I wasn’t expecting it to be painful.”

“Why did you use your left hand?” He was quick to notice you what hand you used. Running his hands through his hair, an annoyance sigh escaped his lips as he thought what to do next and what to do with your stupidity.

With a huff, you looked at him with a dumbfounded expression, saying the obvious, “You taught me to use my left hand.”

Kuroo could not believe what you were saying to him. He knew he taught you better, he knew you were start enough to punch correctly, yet sadly that was not enough. Emphasizing with his hands, Kuroo yelled back, astonished and angry, “I taught you how to punch! I didn’t tell you that you have to use your left hand!”

“You used your left hand when teaching me!” You hissed at him, bring your bruised hand closer to your chest. Your nostril flared angry at him, pointing out his flaw in his argument. 

“Because it’s my dominant hand!”

Stomping your feet, you whined. The stress of the events slowly taking a toll on your body. You felt like a child that was just told they couldn’t have something. You’re tired of people fighting you on something and now, now you would like someone to agree with you. So you just yelled, “Then why didn’t you tell me that!” 

He did, you refused to acknowledge he was correct. 

“I did! You never listen!” Kuroo yelled back at you, angry and frustrated at you. Rubbing the bridge of his nose, Kuroo thought of what to do next. What he should do next, until he remembered your delicate hand, “Let me see it.” Gently grab hold onto your left hand, examining it as he noticed a harsh color sting was appearing on your knuckled. “At least you listen to not put your thumb in your fist.”

“Proving my point, I do listen.”

Ghost of a smile appeared of his lips at your comment. Gently brushing his thumbs on your knuckled, Kuroo tried to ease the pain. Bring your hand up to your lips, he placed a long tender kiss on the knuckle of your ring finger. “What were you doing out here?”

Feeling exhausted, you let out a sigh, relaxing your hand in his hold. Your eyes peaked at Edward’s body that lied limped on the ground, noticed his cheating moving as he breathed,“I wanted to get some air, Edward was persistent and would not leave me alone so, I tried my best to stay away from him. I came here.”

“And punched him?” Amusement ranged in his voice, slowly letting go of your hand. The atmosphere suddenly became light and easy, regardless of the knocked out male on the ground. Kuroo felt a sense of pride in singing from his chest, knowing that you were not entirely hopeless. 

“He thought I was trying to seduce him!” Huffing at the thought, as if someone like you would ever want someone like him. Then a thought appeared in your head. Eyes widen in horror, looking at Kuroo in panic, your body felt cold at the thought of the rumors. “Did anyone else saw? Kuroo if anyone saw me and him without an escort.”

Kuroo moved to cup your face, brushing his thumbs over your cheeks. His eyes softened at your panic being, while his chest felt heavy. Your eyes frantic at what could be spread, what will be said, and the damage it could cause the crown. He didn’t notice how easily your relaxed on his hold, neither did you, but Kuroo did know, he wanted to cherish his hold on you,  “Calm down. No one else saw.”

“Are you certain?” You grabbed hold of his arms, horror still struck in your body. “If word got out that I was left unattended my chaste would be questioned! It cannot be question, as princess I’m supposed to be the example. My honor cannot be questioned Kuroo!”

“No one saw,” Kuroo promised, calming shushing you, “I promise it was just me. Now let’s find a plan to deal with him.”

“Yes,” you breathed out, missing the warmth when he removes his hand from your face. A paused followed as he thought of a lie, thought of something that could cover up the mess you created, “We can say he was attacked?”

“By whom? They are going to search around and everyone will panic.”

Biting down your lower lips with a hum, you thoughtfully pitched, “Then he drank too much and passed out?”

“And we happen to stumble upon.” Kuroo added to your sentences, a smirk dancing on his lips. 

“Because it was getting to loud that I wanted some air,” Beaming with a smile, you shrugged your shoulders up happily, bobbing your head as you felt giggly at your devious plan. “You escorted me to the terrace.”

Adding more to the wicked lie, Kuroo enjoyed watching you gleaming with pride with your plan,“Where we saw Edward stumbling here.”

“And being the kind, caring princess-”

“I wouldn’t go that far.”

“-That I am.” You frowned at him, your lips plucked with annoyance, crossing your arms over your chest. Rolling your eyes at him, upset he ruined the only good mood you had of that evening,  "We went to see if he was fine, yet the sight we saw he was passed out.”

“That’s good!”

“But how are we going to stop him from talking when he wakes,” you mumbled. 

Nodding his head in agreement, he rubbed his chin. Looking back at the estate, seeing it glowing the the glittering lights that beamed from the party, “We do something that doesn’t discredited our story then.”

“I could scream and when they arrive they will see the body and the empty glass,” After a brief silence you spoke with uncertainty.  “We could inform them of what happened with our lies.”

“That could work,” Kuroo looked back at you, “Scream.”

With a deep breath, you prepared yourself for a loud scream. Feeling confident in yourself, you breathed out, “Ah?”

Kuroo blinked once at you. Then twice. Staring at you with an emotionless look at you, while you started back at him with a cringe scrunch, “That was pathetic.”

“Well, I’m trying my best!” You huffed, feeling your cheeks warmed at the embarrassment. 

“If that’s your best then I’m concern,”  Kuroo sighed, rubbing his shoulder of the stress of the events.

“Well, I don’t see you trying to help.”

“I am not going to scream,” He started the obvious, looking at you in an offended manner as he smoothed his coat. “It’s undignified.”

“Oh please, undignified?” You rolled your eyes at him, slowly starting to feel the annoyance creep up to you once more

“Of course,” he scoffed. “Especially like a man like myself. I will not scream.”

“I’m not asking you to scream, I’m asking for help!” You counted back at him, your voice slowly raising up. “Why can’t you ever help!”

Kuroo yelled back, hissing as he did so, “Why can’t you scream like you are now!” 

“You are insufferable!” Hissing through your teeth. Clenching your fist to your side, you mustered a deathly glare at him, your annoyance turning to anger. 

“Like you are any better! You can’t even scream properly!”

“Taking about doing things properly, how about you?” You smirked, crossing your arms over your chest. 

Creasing his eyebrows, Kuroo scoffed at you with a scrunch confusion,  “What about me?”

“There’s a rumor that the other knights you train with let you win.”

“What?”

“So are you really trained properly with a sword Kuroo?” You taunt, picked your lips into a smug smile. Letting your petty anger fully show through. 

He let out a chuckle. Then another, and then more soon followed. Looking at you with wide eyes is astonished at your words. He then fell silent, clenching his jaw in anger, “Well at least I know how to use a sword! Tell me princess, do you? That’s right you don’t! And you will never know how just like you will never rule!”

Gasping at his word, you stepped closer to him as you jabbed a finger to his chest, “How dare you!”

“How dare I?” He countered back, looking down at you in astonishment at your reaction. “How dare you?”

Mouth open, eyes widen as he questioned your back, you thought back to the day you arrived. Your hand fell back at your side, look of desperate was written on your face as your shoulders fell in defeat, “So I was correct to think this way? That you believe a women should never rule.”

“I never said that,” Kuroo said to quickly, a statement that he made sure he said with clarity.

“But you were thinking of it.” 

“Do not think that lowly of me,” He hissed at you, eyes narrowed at you at your accusation. He never wanted you to think that. Not him. Not that low. And for some odd reason to him, it churned his stomach that you would think of him that lowly. 

“I’m not wrong!” You stated. Thinking back all the times your voiced your options to him. Crying out to him, you argued back at him, “The moment we met, you never agreed with my political ideas! You always criticize me and dismiss my ideas of reform and improvements.”

Merely rolling his eyes at you, Kuroo crossed his arms over his chest. With a pointed look, you stated calmly, for an odd reason wanted to calm your destress. “Just because I disagree with your ideas don’t mean I don’t think you are fit to rule.”

“Then why criticize? Why not help me with these ideals? Find a way that it could work?”

“You never ask!”

“I didn’t think I need to since you speak so openly about everything!”

Sharp breath in, Kuroo brushed his hands through his hair, rethinking why he decided to fallow you out, “You are impossible! I can’t read your mind!”

“I’m not asking you too,” You snarled, scrunching you face. “I’m asking for help!”

“Then say it next time,” You missed how desperate Kuroo sounded, only focusing on the anger and annoyance in his voice. 

“Whenever I talk to you about it you could always mention it! I don’t have to ask.”

Looking at you with astonishment, jaw dropped down, eyebrows scrunched tightly together, all Kuroo could do was stare at you. The argument going back to the beginning, Kuroo rubbed the bridge of his nose. He gave up on you. Giving up at winning this argument knowing arguing would be a waste of time, but with that knowledge, it didn’t hide his annoyance of you and how much he wanted to strangle you for your stupidity of the argument. Moving his hands down his face and bringing his hand back at his side, he stated plainly and convincing, “You know, I wasn’t planning on kill you. But now? I think I might.”

“You’re insufferable!” You scoffed at him. Your eyes narrowed with a glare as he stated the treasonous statement. Looking back down at the body, you pointed your hand at it, “We are supposed to deal with Edward!”

“We are.” Smiling as he said it, he nodded his head, a sarcastic smile was drawn on his face before he quickly erased it to a frown. “So scream.”

“I am screaming!” You yelled very loud. Fist clenched down at your side as you stomped your foot. With a glaring match started between the two of you, you ignored the stinging in your eye as you tried to win the unspoken competition. It didn’t last long since Kuroo was the one who quickly looked away, turning on his heal and stomping a few steps away. Hands on his hips and muttered curses underneath his breath. Thinking back to the events that lead to this moment, you cursed yourself. Did you really made Edward believe you shared an attraction to him? No. You were being nice. You spoke to him with a kind manner that you spoke to everyone else; a polite laugh when he attempted to make a joke, not wanting to bruise his feelings. Wrapping your arms around yourself, you started at the body, felt it was your fault the whole event started. You didn’t want this, you didn’t what him, you told him so. So what did you do that lead him on?

Unknowing to you, Kuroo turned to look at him. Bitting the inside of his cheek, he saw the guilt plaster on your face. He knew what you were thinking, of course he did, after spending so much time with you, he could read your thoughts. Wanting to quickly get the situation settled, Kuroo looked around, trying to find a solution. Until he saw a slithering opportunity, “Close you eyes.”

“What?”

“Close your eyes,” Kuroo repeated, not meeting your eyes. Eyeing the opportunity, Kuroo refuse to let it disappear from his sight.

Pursing your lips, you slowly took steps closer to your protector, “Kuroo what are you?-”

“Don’t scream.” Kuroo added, reaching his arm out to indicate you to stop walking any further. 

“You’ve been telling me to scream and now you don’t want me to?” Rolling your eyes, you grew tired. The party, Edwards, the argument and now this? You felt everything whelming you as you want nothing more to go back to your bed and sleep the night away. 

“Would you please,” Kuroo hissed, side eying you with annoyance and tiredness laced in his voice, “for the love almighty, listen.”

“Fine,” You closed your eyes, “but I swear if you do anything.” 

“I won’t.”

With your eyes closed you could only focus on the sounds around you. Hearing Kuroo rustle with the grass on the cold hard Earth, the wind that whistled through the grass, you shivered as you now felt the cool evening wind on your skin. Feeling a presence front of you, you suddenly felt nervous and tense, not liking you cannot see what Kuroo is doing. But the feeling of nervousness disappeared when you felt something smooth touched your shoulders and the back of your neck. Tensing your body, you stuttered out, trying to not let your voice crack as you felt the something moved,“Kuroo what did you put on me?”

“Don’t open your eyes yet,” He said to quickly for your liking, feeling his breath on your head.

“Kuroo!” You yelped, doing as you were told and feeling the something slimly now on your arms. The something, winced and tensed as you felt Kuroo’s hands were not long on the something and is now on you, you also felt it tensed and squirmed on your shouldered. Instantly wanted to shriver up and cringe at the feeling.

“Okay.” He said with cautiousness, hearing him taking a few steps back, “You can open them now.”

Slowly opening your eyes, you first saw Kuroo’s nervous state, bitting his lip as he carefully watched you. Feeling he something moved towards the side of your neck, you moved your head to look down at your shoulder, instantly feeling the air in your lungs disappeared and you whimpered in a whispered, “K-Kuroo its a snake…”

Nodding his head in a quick manner, Kuroo answered you, knowing all you need know was a confirmation, “You can scream now.”

Feeling the snake’s tongue as it hissed on the side of your neck, you instantly screamed. Screamed that you felt tears coming from our eyes at the disgust, dirty feeling that came with the snake on you. You wanted nothing more than to vomit, to shake the feeling off, to get it off of you, but you refused to touch that thing with your hands. “Perfect,” Kuroo smiled, turning to look back at the estate and seeing people slowly coming out and see where and why the scream was.

“I think I'm going to throw up,” You whimpered, feeling the tears down on your cheeks as your body shivered in disgust, only feeling the snake creeping your neck and hissing at it. Waving your hands as you tried to shake it off, you felt the need to gag, to vomit, to shrivel up and take a bath to forget the memory of the slimy, smooth touch.

Quickly rushing to you, Kuroo grab hold of the heinous snake away from you and throwing it far from you. Patting the side of your hair, he whispered sweet accomplishments to you as you cringed and shivered at the lasting feeling. Calling you by your title, that slowly now became a pet name of endearment that unconsciousness become, “You did amazing princess. ”

“I hate you.” You hissed, shivered in his hold as you opening cried. Punching his chest weakly as you were now being held by him. “No, I loathe your entire existence.”

“I know,” He cooed at you, bring you into a hug as he can now hear people and guards rushing to the two of you are. “But I need to keep crying and cling to me princess while I do that talking, okay? Just remembered that slimy, smooth, gross, wet, feeling.” Holding in your gag, you felt your body shivered from your toes to your head, the hair on the back on your neck rising as you cringed, muttering words of hatred in Kuroo’s chest. He contained to muttered descriptive words of the snake, making sure you felt disgusted as the guest arrived to where you were.

“What on heavens is going on!”

“My, is that Edward? What has happened to him?”

“Someone, check if he’s breathing!”

“Princess,” Your eyes perked as you heard your ladies voice. Moving your head out of Kuroo’s chest, sniffling as you saw them rushing towards you. With a sigh of relief, the girls instantly pull you out of Kuroo’s arms and into theirs, scanning your form for any harm. “What happened my lady?” Kiyoko voice filled with worry as Yachi nodded along, eyeing Kuroo and Edward discreetly. 

“Yes,” Lady Daphne appeared, with your knights behind her, sneering at the man that was the ground. Anger filled with her voice as she saw  “what has happened here?”

“There was a snake,” Kuroo quickly responded, eying in the corner of his eye how you instantly shivered at the word. “That was onto Edwards body. The Princess and I only happened to cross him when the Princess declared she was feeling unwell and we noticed Edward figure walking towards here. I told her highness to stay but she cared for his well-being so much she declared to come with me. I believe he drank more than he could handled, wondered off, and collapsed. ”

The members of the ton all whispered among themselves, hearing what your personal bodyguard had announced. You were to busy gagged to look around the ton but Kuroo noticed the looks. The side eye glances full of judgment towards the sleeping body, the look of awe towards the princess of how “caring” you were, and surprised and disgusted of how a becoming Dutch would act in the presence of her royal highness. Most importantly, eyeing you and Kuroo, who were in a tight embrace.But that was something that could be explained. But the one thing Kuroo notice was Suna was not present. Twisting something inside of him, that the man in charge of protecting the Princess was not here. 

Lady Daphne scanned your figured, seeing you trembling in your ladies hold and hearing all the murmurs around her, she needed to acted quickly. In the corner of her eye she saw Duchess Dana approaching her in a hurried nervous manner. Lady Daphne hid a distaste look, not wanting to her her excuses she had for her son. “Someone must have drugged him,” Duchess Dana voice wavered, trying to grab hold of Lady Daphne arm in what she tried to be in a reassuring manner. Duchess Dana face fell with desperation with Lady Daphne’s cold stare when she finally looked at her, she quickly acted by moving to you, trying to ease the situation her son causes, “Your highness, it is so heartwarming you care so much about my son, but I assure you he’s not a drunk. Someone must have drugged him.” Just as she was going to repeat her act, reaching a pseudo calming hand. Kuroo was quickly to step forward, blocking her from seeing and touching you.

Ignoring Duchess Dana whimpering excuses, she shrunk at Kuroo’s hard glare and how the ton all gasped in entertainment. Many of the ton who all enjoyed gossip, especially ones that ruins one’s place in society, enjoyed everything that was on displayed. Hushed whispered to their daughters, to their friends, to their spouses. Lady Daphne heard them all. The more she heard, the more she tensed, the more she hated it, the more she need to act quickly. 

“Kuroo, please escort Her Highness back to Chilgrave,” Lady Daphne commanded. Her voice was steady, and calmed, her body unraveled with each command that left her lips. Her head held high, refusing to back down to the rumors of the ton, Lady Daphne confidences caused all talks to seized and they all watched with curious eyes. “Now.”

A curt nod, Kuroo turned to look back at you, making sure Duchess Dana does not sweep through. As you slowly released lady’s hold. Breathing out deeply, you smiled any your ladies as a thanks. Holding your head high, you gracefully walked through the parted crowd. Feeling the stares and whispers, you fought the urge of allowing the embarrassment to ruin through you. Being the crown princess, you had to refrain of showing any emotion. Always being composed, neutral, elegant, you found it to be second nature to hide your emotions.  Yet there were moments you found difficult to. With the events of the night, the whispers that flew into your ears and the stares that dagger you as you walked, all you wanted was the earth on your feet to swallow you and hide you away. 

Breathe, you thought. Breath. The family’s image wasn’t ruined. The royal family is still the example of the people should be. Kuroo twisted the events in your favor. Breathe, you thought. Breathe. 

“Watch your step, Princess.”

With your slight perk, your snapped your neck around to your surroundings, seeing you were already at the carriage. With a nod of your head as a quite thanks, Kuroo assisted you inside, his hand whispered against your own as you climbed inside the carriage. Kuroo quickly followed suit, the carriage men shut the door once you both were settled. A dense silences fell between you, staring at each other with one (Kuroo) in amusement and other (You) in embarrassment. “I hate you.” 

Kuroo boomed with laughter, his body shaking as he hid his face in his hands. “None of this would have happened if you listened to me!” You kicked his leg playfully, a giggle escaped your lips as your did your best to conceal it with your hand. Looking though at the small window of the carriage, you watched as the trees passed by. You’re finger hovered over your lips, as your head shook. You replayed every moment in your head, wanting nothing more than have your head swallow in and the Earth to accept you in. 

The whole event of the evening was terrible. The evening starting with girls flocking to Kuroo when he was supposed to stay by your side, Edward pestering you and following you where ever you went, your ladies easily distracted by their dance partners who wished them away. Then punching Edward when it escalated, which lead to a snake on you. You shivered thinking about the snake once more.

It was all so tiring. This evening was tiring. A yawn flew out your mouth, leading against your head against the smooth wall of the carriage. Your body aching to climb into your warm sheets and sleep the night away. Yet, with the fatigue filling your body, you were filled with joy. Kuroo was speaking to you again, laughing with you, and arguing with you, and that brought a smile to your face.

“Rest,” Kuroo left his legs up to the empty space next to you. His eyes closed as leaned his head back against the cushions back. His body relaxing, “We should be there soon.” But his words only rang in the quietness of the carriage. Peaking his eye open, he stared at your sleeping form, beautifully asleep with a grin graced your peaceful face. He smiled at your form, watching as you fluttered to your dreams. “Idiot,” he whispered to himself, moving to sit next to you seeing the way your head bounced on the wall whenever there was a bump on the road. Gently guiding your head to his shoulder, Kuroo smiled at how your unknowing snuggled your head closer to him. 

The ride back to the castle came quickly to what Kuroo would though it would be. With his mind lost to the memories of the amount of months he’s been with you, he found it hard to remember why he was put here in the first place. With the coachman opening the door, Kuroo instantly raised a finger to his lips, insisting for him to stay silent. Seeing you, the sleepy Princess, fast asleep, the coachman nodded, stepping aside as Kuroo carefully lifted you in his arms and walking out into the cool country air. 

Kuroo succeeded in not to disturb your slumber, carefully maneuvered through the castle to get to your room. Given, he had to glare at the maids who were whispering and giggly loud as they saw you asleep in Kuroo’s arms, and tripped while going up the stairs, he thought he did a great job. Arriving to your room, a maid quickly guided him to her bed, who bit her lip from forming a teasing smile. Gently placing you on your bed, Kuroo halted the maid from waking you up to dress you into your nightwear, “It’s best to let her sleep, she had an eventful evening.”

Leaving you asleep on your bed, Kuroo gently tucked you underneath the sheets, giving one more glance he whispered, “What are you doing to me?”

Silently walking back to his room, Kuroo eyes felt heavy. Rubbing them softy and slowly moving his hands in his hair, his feet dragged with each step. Tonight was a wonderful evening, Kuroo thought, not including Edward chasing after you. With different ladies swarming him, his chest boost with confidence and ego. He felt proud. He felt dirty?

Kuroo always welcome the attentions, especially on nights when he wanted companionship, he never had this feeling. But when he saw your eyes, something meaningful hiding behind your glimmering (e/c) eyes, he wanted nothing more to stop dancing. He hated you.

He loathed you. You always ruined everything. Ruining his fun. Ruining his chance to get Information about the nobility, and perhaps someone for the evening. If only you stayed inside, none of this would have happen. And worse, his tiredness is all gone and now his veins were filled with annoyance.

Forcefully opening his chamber's door, Kuroo instantly stripped when the door clothes behind him. Kicking his shoes off, taking his coat and shirt off, muttering his annoyance in hopes of revealing it. Until his eyes caught a parchment letter rolled on his bed. He would pay no mind to it, probably a maid confessing her attraction, something he has been receiving more of lately. But this letter of parchment was different. It hold a significant meaning to rebel. Yes, he remembered, a rebel. That is who he is. And now he felt even more disgusted with himself as he picked up the letter and broke the wax seal that hold a raven.

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[admiringlove]

[21:24] . . .

"you are an idiot, tetsurō!" you yell as tears flow down your cheeks. you wipe at them incessantly, throwing the book you were holding on the coffee table as kuroo stands in front of you, his face displaying the word 'sorry' through his expression. you continue crying as you walk closer to him smacking his chest repeatedly, "you are a fool. you suck! you're dense, you're oblivious, you're an absolute twat and i hate you!"

you continue punching his chest, and he stands there. he takes them all. he takes every punch, even though they're slowly decreasing in strength. he inhales sharply, but he simply stands there as you continue to sob. the last thing you manage to muster out before he gently grabs your wrists is, "you're an ungrateful asshole, tetsurō."

"i know," he mumbles, "i'm sorry."

and he lets you stay there, crying into his chest as you say, "i hate you for not telling me sooner."

"i know."

"why couldn't you tell me you were in love with me too when we were in high school?" you cry, a last pitiful thump against his chest as you sob, "everything would've been different if you hadn't been a coward."

he gulps bitterly, "i'm sorry."

"is that all you can say?" you ask, looking up at him, "what am i supposed to do now? you tell me you're in love with me the one day i decide to try to move on from you."

"i didn't like him," he mutters, "the guy you were going out with."

"tetsurō," your voice is soft, "it doesn't matter if you liked him or not. i'm trying to get over-"

"i didn't like him because he wasn't me, okay?" he says, raising his voice in the slightest bit, "i don't care that i wasted high school and maybe all of college. i don't care that we might get job offers in different cities. i want to make it work either way. why can't you see that?"

"because, tetsurō," you say bitterly, "i've been in love with you for the longest fucking time. and you were way in over your head to realize that all along."

"i knew i loved you," he said, "i was just scared."

"of what?" you ask, "of what were you scared back then, that you aren't of now?"

"i was a kid, okay?" he loudly states, "i didn't know how to deal with the fact that i was in love with my best friend. i had a girlfriend back then too. what the hell was i supposed to tell her? and i got scared that if i told you i was in love with you, all those years would just go to shit. me being in love with you was gonna ruin everything. that's why i didn't tell you, okay? happy now?"

"isn't everything ruined now?" you gesture you hands between the two of you. your voice is barely a whisper. his eyes are red. it's raining outside, and you can hear the thunder. the apartment is barely lit as you stand in his living room. kuroo tetsurō shakes his head before removing his reading glasses as he cups your cheek, "no."

"how come?"

"because i'm not scared anymore," he says, "i'm not scared. and i love you. and if you don't want to stay, that's okay. i'll deal with that too. but i need you to know, that i love you. always have."

"screw you," you sigh, leaning into his touch, "seriously, you suck so much."

he chuckles through his tears, blinking them back as he asks, "are you staying?"

"depends," you shrug, "are you willing to tell me you love me again?"

"if you want me to keep saying it for the rest of our lives, i sure as hell will."

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[white-poppie]

Thorns and Parchments

Character: Kuroo x Reader Genre:  (Academic Rivals to lovers AU) , College AU, ANGST to comfort Warnings: crying, comparing, self-esteem issues, stress WC: 1.5k Writer:@white-poppie

~ Synopsis: Shrouded by rivalry and bickering, you might have accidentally let the darkness eat the light, you are spiralling and the pressure from others is not helping. And now you are completely emotionally undone in front of your rival

A/N: I am so proud of this one!!

You clenched your teeth as you stared at the raven-head who remained as stoic as ever. The corners of his lips were slightly upturned like a dark marrow, it was pliant but diabolic at the same time. It wasn't even intended towards you, he wasn't even looking at you and yet you felt so much malice in the chiselled face that stared at his own achievements.

It was infuriating to see how humble he acted around others, but around you always carried that shit eating grin.

He made you furious. You who had always been the perfect little student, hardworking, diligent. While he looked like a down-to-earth nerd who was naturally gifted. He was the devil in disguise. While you worked day and night only to lose to him, he was winning nonchalantly, without any effort.

You hadn't noticed a classmate sneaking to see your report card, a wolfish whistle snapped you to reality, they were holding your report and chuckling ver so menacingly, you gulped and snatched it from their hands.

"Damn, a C?" they laughed earning a few shocked gasps, but mostly concerned eyes.

Kuroo Tetsuro had won again.

Your eyes peered to look at him, his brows furrowed, but his expression was still as unreadable.

"You are here again", the librarian sighed, pushing her glasses on her nose, "at this point, only two people come here."

You smiled apologetically and sat at your favourite seat.

She arranged the old decaying books withered by time, the last time someone might have used them must have been years, "it's sad how people don't come to libraries anymore."

You hummed in agreement and took your books out, keeping a hand on your head, you crammed at the books. Reading and re-reading the same line again, you were boiling with anger and despair. The words blur into incomprehensible voids. Your lip trembled and you looked up to see the librarian's desk empty, probably gone for a phone call.

No, it was just you and your spiralling thoughts. Whatever you did it was never enough. You were in an elite school, the best class and were getting the top grades. You could easily soar through your future, but why were you so obsessed with beating that man?

Your eyes blurred as you realised your books had teardrops on them. Running your hands through your hair and gripping the strands, harshly, chest heaving up and down with desperation.

Unfortunately, Kuroo had heard your wails and whimpers, he bit his lip and contemplated what to do.

He was supposed to feel a sick sort of accomplishment at your undone state, yet he couldn't help but feel his heart sting with bitterness.

Pity, he thought. There was no other explanation for his feelings. He could've easily chosen to take advantage of your vulnerable state; sure he was morally grey, but he still had some morality, and so he decided to leave, without his presence being known.

The next few days, Kuroo couldn't help but stare at your wilting face and nervous tactics. He was confused, needless to say.

Even his slight provocations and nitpicking dead not even bring a slight twitch of muscle on your face.

Kuroo hated how you were not reacting to anything, nose buried in the textbook and not even hearing when the teacher said the partners for the project

"Kuroo Tetsuro and Y/N L/N." The silence that followed in the class was deafening.

Tetsu was quick to approach you after class.

"Y/N," he called simply. You lifted your head to look at him, a forlorn frown making its way on your face.

"What?" you scowled. Kuroo rubbed his temples at looked at you dead in the eye

"As much as I hate this, we kinda have to work together," he huffed, "library after school."

After saying that he left, no further explanation and you were left helpless to follow him either way. Even if you wanted to study in peace or just relax, your plans were shattered like a child's dream.

You walked into the library with heavy steps. The ever-considerate Kuroo had chosen a seat in the far corner so that your discussion wont be against the library's rules.

You scraped the chair and sat with a plop, Kuroo finally closed the book he was so occupied in. 'No longer Human by Dazai Osamu'

"Let's start," he said simply, just before handing the book to you he leaned closer to you, and you could feel your heart rushing to your ear, "as much as I hate this, I will absolutely not let you ruin my report, just know that if I go down I am dragging you down with me."

With that, he redacted confidently, and sat on his chair, back to the book as if nothing had happened while your heart was beating like crazy.

You took a deep breath and started your research, but those all-nighters were taking a toll; your mind was wandering off and didn't even realize you were staring.

A few moments pass before Kuroo slammed the book and looked at you with the gaze of a cougar, "what is going on with you these days?"

"What do you mean?" you feign innocence.

"Well you haven't been talking or eating properly these days, you don't retort to my comments and you don't have that...challenging look in your eyes," he huffs.

You cuss out annoyedly, ignoring the spurge of nervousness spreading in your lower belly like the plague.

“I’m sick of everyone thinking you’re better than me, "you mutter silently.

"What?"

You stand up and slam your hand on the desk, grateful that there was no one els except you two, " I’ve always been compared to you. Why can’t you be as smart as Kuroo? Kuroo could do this easy peasy. Why can’t you just be Kuroo?”

Tears line your eyes and Kuroo flinched at your raw emotions pouring out.

"I am not you!" you cry, "I don't want to be you. I want to be smarter and better than you!"

Your hands are shaking at this point.

"You're scared, aren't you?" He asks, his gaze never once leaving your hands.

"How do you know that? you ask, suddenly taken aback.

"I notice a lot of things about you," he sighs and reaches across the table, holding you shaking hands in his warm and sturdier ones.

A faint blush makes it way on you when you realize how warm they are and how nice they feel.

"Don't...don't you hate me?" you stutter out.

"Hate is a strong word," he says matter of factly, tugging you closer by your arm until you are face to face with him, "I dislike losing and like how you are competitive, I like how you are so incredibly smart and it's not like 1 grade will ruin your entire life."

"I don't hate you," his gaze softens, "quite the opposite actually."

You bite your lips and look away.

"It's killing me, the way you are tormenting yourself because of me. I should feel happy, but I feel helpless, it's almost as if I have-" he stops and looks into your eyes, wide and dilated.

You complete his sentence, "taken a liking to you."

His gaze lowers to your lips only for a flickering moment, "perhaps," he says bitterly, "you plague my mind like a vice."

"Do you reckon I have been chaste of these feelings?" you breathe out, "it feels so wrong, immoral even, I am supposed to be better than you, reach my way to the top, destroying all weaknesses."

You gasp out breathlessly, "why did you have to become my weakness?"

His lips captured you like a bird in a cage, it was conflicting because you were technically still enemies, but god did it feel good sin!

His movements were skilful and calculated like a potter, you did feel like clay under his lingering touches. He had you under his reign, he could mould you into whatever imaginable.

But his kiss was fiery in a way like a catharsis like he had been holding himself back for too long. Depraved and hungry like a hyena with an insatiable hunger for his prey, and that was you.

Within seconds you two realized what you had gotten yourself into, and the blaze of rivalry reignited to cloud the onslaught of the blossoming flowers of affection. You two were after all alike.

"You have made me sick," you growl out as you both pull away. All the little affection in his eyes seems to have melted life frost, "be the antidote too then."

"Didn't you forget that one quote from your favourite book, "he chuckles, "If you're the sickness, I suppose you can't also be the cure"

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Rumble

Part of my Invisible Illness Series

Warnings: IBS/IBD symptoms, nausea, upset stomach, bloating, multiple bathroom trips, pet names (kitten), cuddling, some suggestiveness, mentions of smelly boys, pregnant mentioned, reader crying, comfort.

Summary: There was nothing attractive about pooping, but having Kuroo as a husband made you feel better.

Dropping your head to your hands as you perched on the toilet for the fourth time in an hour, you held back your moans of pain as your stomach tried to digest itself from the inside out. Despite following your diet well, avoiding all your food triggers and eating at, (what you had deemed) safe places here you were again. You'd had trouble sleeping, feeling nauseous and bloated after dinner with friends and even after your peppermint tea nothing had settled.

Then the cramps started.

You'd gotten up to take your medication first, used a hot water bottle and even wrapped Kuroo's warm arm around you to ease the pain but nothing had helped. Right now you were so close to crying and then to top it all off...

"Kitten?" You heard him try the door, thanking God you remembered to lock it. "You ok?"

Taking a deep breath as you heard him yawn, you forced a smile and pushed down the pain you were feeling. "Fine. I'm fine. I'll be-"

"Babe, don't lie. I heard you get up every time."

And here you thought you were being stealthy.

"I'm fine, Tetsu."

A sigh left his mouth, receding footsteps and then you heard the front door slam closed. This time you couldn't help the tears trek down your face, you were pretty sure your entire GI system was now empty but the nausea hadn't receded. And now to top it all off, your husband had left you alone. He had always said it wasn't a big deal, you remembered the first few times you went our and barely ate anything due to nerves or food intolerances, he had taken offense and demanded you explain. Then he found restaurants that you could actually eat at, doing his homework on your condition and making sure he looked after you all the time. He carried spare medication for you, had spare clothes in his car just in case and, the one time, even stood outside the disabled bathroom making noise when you were in itso people wouldn't hear you.

After having a quick shower, you popped some pills in your mouth and started warming up the kettle for your hot water bottle again when the door opened and closed. Your eyes meeting his as he stepped over the threshold with a bag, you watched as he pulled out some stronger over the counter medication, some electrolyte drinks and some small snacks that would help you put food back into your body.

"Hey, kitten, don't cry."

You hadn't even realised until he tugged you forward, hands cradling your head and back as you gripped his t-shirt. Low shushes and words of affirmation as he rubbed circles on your back, pulling away only when the kettle button popped up and hissed. Kuroo sat you on the worktop as he filled it up, not the small ones but this huge one metre version you had found online and would lay across your body. Wiping away your tears, he kissed your forehead before carrying you bridal style back to bed. His arms were strong around you as you both lay down, his chest to your back as he rubbed circles on your bloated stomach.

"I feel pregnant."

You felt rather than heard his laughter, a small peck on your neck as he tapped your butt.

"We practising already?" He yelped a little when you picked his hard thigh. "You look cute."

"You're insane, Tetsu." A beat. "I just... I feel gross, y'know? I mean, I spent half of tonight in the bathroom and it's just embarrassing sometimes."

"Baby, I was an athlete. Locker rooms are gross. This is nothing to be embarassed about, everyone poops."

"Tetsu!" You tried to turn but his arms barely allowed you any room on the beat of days and today he was extra cuddly. "No one wants to hear about-"

"In sickness and in health, remember? I love you. And if that means I spend my time singing outside the bathroom or going to the 24 hour pharmacy at 3am or even buying shares in your pills, then so be it."

You couldn't help the smile grace your lips, even when he was being sweet he was a total dork. "Thank you."

"And anyway... I figure if we're getting pregnant I should start practising."

[springsmile]

removing the cancer

18+ | t. kuroo

descr: (how yandere kuroo deals with your overbearing mother) years of abuse from your overbearing, cancerous mother has transformed you into a feeble version of yourself & kuroo decides to take action.

warnings: parental death, murder, body shaming, emotional neglect from parent, kidnapping, mentions of suicide and self harm. (none of which is explicit or graphic, besides body shaming/neglect.)

how many times had he plucked you from your ball on the ground, a heap of tears, racked by waves of hysteria and betrayal, and cradled you back to security? had he kissed you, reaffirmed everything you needed to hear, and begged you not to return home?

its becoming clearer and clearer to kuroo that it’s not a matter of when but how.

how would he uncoil the roots of a possessive mother’s hold, tightening around your neck and yielding all oxygen flow, all room for movement and thought and choices? once he eliminated the cancer, then he could consider how to inject himself into your line of vision, of decision, of every thought and worry under the sun. when would you worry about what to make for dinner, and if kuroo was coming home late that day?

even now you’re panicked, teary eyed because you’re late to the family function, some crude fucking dinner with white claws leaving lightened rings on the polished wood tables, corn hole being set up on the opposing sides of the living area, and the incessant chatter and one-upping that he could tolerate, but he knew you couldn’t stomach.

“this is gonna be a shit show.” he’d huffed, inspecting your features closely from the corner of his eye. you’re the absolute opposite of elated, in its most extreme form. would that be dread? you’re dreading seeing your family, being trapped with them for an extended period of time. kuroo reaches for your hand.

“hey, it’s gonna be fine, babe. you know there’ll be a couple of jerky, offhanded comments but i’ll fend them off. no problem. i don’t have to worry about them not liking me.” he states, hoping to quell that troubled expression. he fails to address the growing concern, as bile bubbles in the pit of your stomach.

“it’s not them, tetsu, you know how my mom is. she likes my cousins more than me, and now that we’re late, she’s going to somehow manage to relate it to my worth as a human being.” your face crumbles, make-up creasing at the corners of your eyes, and your hands tremble. kuroo scowls.

“let’s ditch it then. fuck your mom. i’m sick of her treating you like this. she has no fucking right to tell you how you should be spending your money, how you should be dressing, what you should eat, how you should look— it’s bullshit, Y/n, and you know it.”

of course you knew it was bullshit, and yes, you knew it wasn’t true. but how are you to abandon your parent, the person you depended on for survival for the first integral years of your life? while she hurt you more than she helped you, you still loved your mother. her word is not truth, but it’s hard to accept it as anything else. there’s always a method to her madness, and if she sees you one way, who’s to say she’s wrong? maybe you were too chunky, maybe you did eat too much, and maybe the job you were working was a waste of time. and maybe you didn’t spend your money too responsibly. it was something to consider. your mother loves you, after all.

“i know she loves me. she just… has a tough way of showing it. she’s just concerned, that’s all.” you tell him, a weak smile on your lips as you push the car door open. kuroo grits his teeth, irritated as hell, because he can never, ever fucking win against your mother. the power you give that woman is astonishing.

as soon as you’re through the front door, your older cousin is shoving a can of hard seltzer in your hand. it’s already cracked open and slick. you take a sip, and ask where your mom is. she motions to the kitchen.

kuroo is quick to rejoin you by your side, idle conversation with your materialistic family was not something he preferred to engage in, and he’d much rather nip a breakdown following a conversation with your mother in the bud than exchange pleasantries.

“hi mom.” you greet feebly, watching her back as she pushes a glass pan into the oven. she throws her mitts off, and spins around to face you with an aggravated expression.

“christ, y/n, you knew i needed help in the kitchen. you couldn’t bother coming a little earlier to help me out? i can’t ever fucking rely on you, you’re too damn lazy.”

kuroo watches you visibly deflate, curling into yourself instinctively, taking the blow with heavy resignation. “i’m so sorry, mom, i didn’t want tetsurou to speed through the traffic. i didn’t mean to, but i promise, i’m here to help you now. what can i do?”

she scoffs, effectively ignoring you as she returns to the cutting board on the counter, removing the stem from bell pepper laying atop it.

kuroo is already sick of it, sick of the breakdown he would have to deescalate later, no thanks to your deadbeat, piece of shit mother, and sick of how quickly you accepted defeat.

“well hello to you, too, y/m/n.” kuroo gets in, your mother simply grunts at him in response. kuroo’s eye twitches, but for the sake of your happiness, he keeps his mouth shut.

you try to resurrect whatever mood had illuminated the kitchen before, examining the contents of the bowl next to the stove and observing it needed to be mixed. as soon as it’s in your hands, it’s ripped away from your grip, your smug mother is eager to tell you,

“quit being such a pig. you can have one serving like everyone else when i’m done. just go sit down and try not to eat all of the appetizers.”

you want to cry, so so badly. you wished you were shocked, you wished that you hadn’t been expecting this, that this was out of the ordinary, and that it hurt so much lesser than it did. you wear your emotions so immensely on your face, and kuroo barely manages to keep it together.

“oh shit, babe, i forgot how bad of a cook your mom is. let’s go grab something else to eat. go say goodbye to your family, alright?” he tells you, the smile on his lips is tight with rusted hinges, creamy ripples in the corners.

your family was trailer trash, he knew that. they were self-absorbed, petty, and materialistic—everything that you were not. within that frame of time, he decides that you weren’t going to be around that anymore for your own good, and he knew you probably wouldn’t be happy with it at first, but you’d come to realize that it was better this way soon enough.

kuroo was going to perform surgery.

it’s when you come home from an exhausting day of work, and you want nothing more than to be held in the strong arms of your boyfriend when you get the news: mom was dead. murdered, and brutally at that.

you’re not tearful. in fact, you feel nothing at all. there’s no dread, no sorrow, no relief. there’s nothing to process, and yet kuroo regards you carefully, cupping your face gingerly as he wipes nonexistent tear tracks from under your eyes.

“how are you feeling, princess?”

before, you’d noticed kuroo was a little more high strung than usual, more alert. you attributed it to anxiousness, having to deal with the explosive aftermath of the discovery, the realization and your shock, but you could also recognize that kuroo wasn’t all there. he was watching you attentively, genuine concern was evident, but he was fervent.

he continues to speak, despite your silence, “that old bitch had it coming, baby. one of these days, she was going to drop dead from her last cigarette, or someone was going to get her. it was inevitable.”

was it? she seemed lively enough the weekend prior. alive and well enough to tell you how much of a pig you are and how disappointing you were. you always neglect to acknowledge that side of her, the facade, the front of charisma that had others insisting that she must be a great mother; that you were lucky. you can’t imagine who wanted to hurt her…

“and, now that she’s gone, y/n, i think we should consider moving to the town over—“

“tetsu, no. no. i… i need to stay here. with my family, with my…” your saliva is thick, like honey, in the back of your throat, “mom. i want to stay here with my mom. i can’t leave her.”

his chest rumbles beneath you as he groans, the vibrations shook your core, “i was hopin’ you wouldn’t say that.”

how many times had he held you so closely following a nasty argument with your mom? when she shamed you for going up a size? how often was he the only ally in your corner?

he couldn’t understand what evoked this reaction; as your primary caretaker, he expected more trust from you. less fear, less anger, and certainly less crying.

the house is so cute, so you. it’s conveniently remote, tucked into a generously distanced suburban neighborhood. the houses aren’t on top of each other, and the grocery store is a good 20 minute drive. he furnished the house to mirror what he understood you liked, so why were you so unhappy?

you’re situated on the edge of the bed, it’s king sized, plush, and aesthetically pleasing. but you’re pissed. scowling, the cuff grating the skin on your ankle shrinks beneath the heat of your glare.

“this is fucking crazy. you’re fucking crazy.” you’re saying, too sick and too bemused to look him in the eye. he can’t stand it.

“yeah, i’m crazy. i’m the one who defends the person who has driven them to the point of near suicide and self harm and extreme depression, that i literally cannot function without support.” he spits. he was leant against the doorframe, observing for signs of life or perhaps forgiveness and resignation. he was met with neither. just that same pathetic anger, unmatched and unrivaled by his strength.

you falter at his words, and he smirks. he could dismantle any and all arguments you posed with an apathetic definitiveness, and it made the hair on your arms stand, and your heart fall.

“tetsurou, i don’t want to be here. i wanted to stay by my family. it doesn’t matter how badly they’ve treated me, and i fucking know the bad outweighs the good, but i… i just can’t. i can’t leave them behind. i don’t want to cut them out, they’re all i have. they’re my family.” you’re tearful, pleading, but you’ve gotten thus far without any retreat from kuroo. and that spoke volumes—this was the way it was going to be. you just couldn’t accept it.

in the midst of your plea, he had gritted his teeth and stalked toward you. his hand, rough and firm, grips your chin, guiding it upward. your eyes meet his.

he’s pained slightly, but his eyes are more stoney and unwavering than all else. he is eternally unyielding, and it’s painful.

“i’m your family, y/n.” he says.

“you’re right.” you concede. “you are my family, well, you’re like them, anyway. you’re making my decisions for me, you’re hurting me, and you don’t care. you rationalize it with a smile and some bullshit apology, some crap you tell yourself and you think i’ll just accept. but this? this is wrong. this is not love. i’m your prisoner.”

“jesus christ!” he swears, bringing his hand to his head to seize a fistful of hair. “everything i do, everything i’ve done, it’s been for you! i fucking love you, y/n. i would kill for you.”

oh. “kill?”

you fall back onto the bed, sickly. the soft cotton prickles your skin, and the pale ceiling, smoothed to perfection, is spinning in taunting circles before your eyes.

“y/n?”

kill, he’d kill for you. kill. kill. kill.

your ankle is bolstered to the floor, you’re fucking helpless. before you stands the master of your fate, the shaper of your past, the fucking killer of your mother. he’s the warden, and yet he is also the doting boyfriend.

you lick your lips. you could work with that.