#the picture's quality is horrible sorry I have a samsung

[sillyfriendssharingablog]

drawing for @linashirou for an art trade <3

I must admit Hal is a lucky man

[hyeque]

technophobe [kuroo tetsurō]

notes: kuroo headcannon that i lowkey believe is true, but don’t take it to heart if you disagree

warnings: highly suggestive, implied usage of an apple phone, sorry to all my android/samsung homies <\3

“baabbeee!”

it’s a distinct whine, one for the sixth time of the day, one that you dread hearing as you flinch at the sound of your boyfriend's booming voice.

“what?” you pop your head around the corner of the kitchen and see him sitting in the dining room, fidgeting with his phone. he sports his glasses on and a small pout on his handsome features. “having trouble again and need my help?“

it had been only two days since you and kuroo went to the store to get him a new phone, which frankly wasn’t something he was happy about. he kept arguing with you about how his old one was fine and that he doesn’t need a fancy “whatchamacallit” like all the “kids these days” do.

you had to explain that he couldn’t keep walking around with a phone that for one, has a horrible battery life and two, would drop calls like flies all the time. half the time you can’t even reach kuroo because it was one or the other. that made you worry that if something happened to him you wouldn’t know right away or even worse, at all. even kenma agreed because when he would call kuroo he’d complain and say it sounded like he “was underwater”.

eventually, after hearing you out on your concern, (and kenma’s) he begrudgingly agrees to get a new one. you understand that he’s just stressed about having to learn a whole new device and eagerly offer to help him. you go with him to the store and help him pick out the best option with the help of an employee who, bless their soul, was occasionally thrown off by kuroo’s weird questions.

“so what you’re telling me is that the camera quality is so good if i angle it right, someone could see my nose hairs in a photo?”

“uh, i-”

“tetsu, stop.”

one thing you learned from dating kuroo tetsurō is that he is a technophobe. and stubborn. so scratch that, it’s actually two things and they don’t mix.

the man cannot operate most technology to save his life. buying a new appliance meant you learning the functions and showing him or else there was a 4/5 chance of him saying it was “broken”. albeit when typing on the computer he knows how but moves at such a slow pace that has your left eye twitching. you often snatch away the device to finish typing for him. a look of gratitude always crosses his face and he flashes you a small of appreciation. you can’t lie, that always makes your heart skip a beat.

after getting a new phone though, he learned not only for himself but for you too. showing him the ropes took you great patience, but you never yelled or ridiculed him because you always know he’s trying his best. if there was anything else you learned about kuroo, was how competitive he was with himself. he’d often challenge himself to learn at least two new functions a day. whenever you’d often to reshow him how to do something, he’d brush it off and say that he’ll figure it out eventually.

eventually, those two days turn into a week, and then several months. you notice how at ease he is using his phone. face timing you at work to ask how you are, leaving you voice memos when he has to leave early and can’t properly say goodbye to you and letting you know that he loves you and wants you to have a good day. he eventually had a smartwatch that he connected to his phone for fitness and wireless earbuds so that he could navigate making business calls easier and so as not to disturb you. it was like he was an entirely different person.

one time he had asked you to grab his phone for him as he cooked dinner. when going to pick it up, you couldn’t help but notice that you are his lock screen. (his old lock screen was a picture of him and kenma as kids, which you didn’t mind at all. you thought it was sweet.) your heart soared and being the nosy individual that you are, you open his phone and look at his camera roll. to your surprise, there is a photo album titled “chibi-chan ❤️” where there are dozens upon dozens of photos of you. all candid shots, which were surprisingly good.

some were of you working, cooking, or doing some leisure activities you enjoy. there were ones where you went on walks together and you walked ahead. you even found a video he filmed of you sleeping and poking your cheek, laughing when you sleepily swat away his hand. some of the photos were more risqué and made you blush-

“what are you doing?”

you jump two feet in the air at the sound of the rooster head’s voice and turn to see his looming figure peering over your shoulder.

“i-i was just looking at your photos,” your cheeks burn and you turn your attention back to the screen, “there are so many photos of me in here, how did you even get these-”

“ah, that’s just the art of being stealthy.” he says, shrugging nonchalantly. “you should be proud of me. my camera work is pro-level now.” that part makes you snort.

it wasn’t that you wanted to roast your boyfriend, but oftentimes when you’d ask him to take a photo, the picture would come out blurry or it would take a million years for him to find the right angle. thus, you often took photos of yourself and him.

“i am proud.” you say, giving his hand a squeeze before handing him his phone. “even if some of the photos are a little weird.”

“weird? they’re all art to me.” he says, offended.

“they’re embarrassing, tetsu…” you grumble, flustered. “especially that one of my bare butt…”

a look of concern crosses his face. “do you want me to delete it? if it makes you uncomfortable i can.” his usual smirk returns. “but listen, you have a very nice ass. nice enough to humble a man and be thankful for what he has over other people. plus, i need something for when i’m not home-”

he’s leaning into you now and you push him away slightly. “no, you don’t have to but you didn’t need to tell me that either! you’re so horny!” you say, covering your ears and walking back to the kitchen to check on dinner. he cackles and follows you closely behind.

his hands sneak around your waist and he buries his face in your neck, his breath fans against it which causes a chill to run down your spine. “speaking of which, have you ever considered us making a sex tape? my phone quality is good enough to record one…way better than my old and better than yours too.”

“what?! no, what are you saying?” your face is burning hotter than hell at this point. “and what does your camera being better than mine have to do with anything?”

“well it’s been life-changing! my life has never been better with this phone!” he beams.

“you hated it and threatened to take it back multiple times.” you point out.

he waves you off. “well just consider it,” he says, “wouldn’t share with anyone if we did, it would be just nice to have. there’s no pressure though if you don’t want to.” he kisses your temple before resuming what he was doing before.

“i just feel weird about seeing myself on camera…” you mumble, before looking over at him. “don’t you feel weird?”

he hums in disagreement. “no, i just see it as us being intimate together. sharing a moment that no one else can see and being vulnerable with each other is something i think is beautiful…i think you’re beautiful…no matter how weird you feel.” he’s looking at you with the most loving expression, one he only has reserved for you. one that makes you feel like the luckiest person in the world.

you look back at the stove, feeling warm all over. you chew your lip. “okay…i’ll think about it…”

you feel grateful that he doesn’t make fun of you, and snuggle closer into his hold. “video or not, i want to show you how grateful i am to have you.” he says in a rare soft voice.

soon the subject changes and he’s eagerly showing you something on his phone like usual. it’s a memoji of him with an odd haircut (ironic, right?). he grumbles about how there wasn’t one with his hair so he had to ‘settle’, and that makes you laugh before reassuring him that it’s still cute, just like him.

this definitely wasn’t a conversation you thought you would have. but in an unexpected way, who knew a small cellular device could bring you two closer?

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