❝christmas cookies❞ kuroo tetsuro.
day one of ❝ 8 days of holidays with haikyuu❞
drabble pairing: kuroo tetsuro x reader
summary: ❝ Your first Christmas break with your college frat boy boyfriend. He’s invited you to spend Christmas with him and his family in his hometown, but your plans got a little delayed and you’re arriving a day late so he’s baking cookies for you to go “home” to.❞
a/n: guess who’s back after a LONG hiatus. yes me, me. i hope yall haven’t forgotten about me because i have not forgotten about you. MERRY EARLY CHRISTMAS with this kuroo fluff thing that i wrote hazily just because i wanted to come back and wish you all. i’ll try to update daily for 8 days in a row ALTHOUGH THAT WILL BE A HASSLE knowing how lazy i am. anyway i love you all and i hope you’ve been staying safe, mwah! <3
“Kuroo.” his name rolled out of your mouth a little more aggressively than what you intended it too. Tapping on your phone’s screen gently, your nails made a weirdly entertaining sound and your pout slowly faded away. “I missed you.”
From behind the screen, you could see the way his mouth turned upwards in a half assed goofy smirk, while plopping the cooking ingredients on the counter. “I was gone for THREE minutes.” Three slender fingers were held up. “And I was still IN the kitchen.”
“Not IN my range of view though.” You had to stare at a random part of his kitchen, from where his phone was positioned; all the while he gathered everything he needed to bake cookies. A giggle escaped your lips at the thought. He was baking cookies, Christmas cookies, while video calling you, in your dorm room, a whole city away.
Rolling his sleeves up in a swift motion, he looked at you who were now chuckling, confused. “You seem really into it, Kuroo. Maybe you’ve chosen the wrong thing to major in.”
His eyes shot up from the bowl he had poured the flour in, to look at you dead in the eye. “Maybe if someone didn’t cancel on me last minute, I’d be really into SOMEONE right now.” Sinking back further into your bed, the chuckles you were trying to compress, became a full on laughter. “Ew gross!!”
“Yeah, me baking cookies alone is gross. I wonder whose fault that is” He was looking down and his fairly long black hair had fallen over his forehead but the amusement was visible in his dorky cocky pout. You couldn’t really take him seriously when he was being like that. A big smile was plastered on your face, as your eyes followed his every moment. “Cmonnn baby, it’s just one day.”
A throaty sigh left him as if he was trying to compose himself to keep his act up. “Love to see my girlfriend/boyfriend thinking a day spent with me is just ONE random day.” The emphasis he put on “one” seemed to make even him break his resume ‘cause you watched his chest rise and fall in silent laughter.
“How about you stop being a dork and tell me why isn’t your mom baking them, but you?” He looked up at you again. “How about you stop being an ungrateful gremlin and appreciate the fact that I’m doing this for my partner?” Both of you, just looked at each other’s eyes, no one blinking, seemingly having turned it into a competition, before you broke into a smile again. “Cutie.”
A heartfelt laugh he had been keeping in for so long finally made its way out, followed by a head shake. “I’ll see how witty that mouth is tomorrow, when you’re not kilometres away.” Something was clearly wrong with you, because your reply to his sexual remark was another laugh.
“You know what Y/N, pack it up and go back home. My parents were excited to meet you, but I don’t think they’ll be happy seeing their son with a mentally deranged lover.” You bit your lip, trying to remain serious, but it was impossible. He ignored you and kept working in silence for a few minutes, stealing glances at your dumb founded silly self and smiling to himself. That’s why he loved you is what he thought. You made everything a little bit more fun; you made everything a little bit more cheerful.
After calming down and getting over an awe struck moment of staring at your boyfriend, you finally spoke seriously, feeling gushy all of a sudden. “So, babe, are your parents really excited to see me?” He nodded. “I am too.” A faint blush creeped up your cheeks and you felt them burn, but you couldn’t let the chance slip away. “Yeah, too bad I’m packing it up and going home though.”
The last glimpse you got of him was that with a fed up smile. “I love you” he mouthed before hanging up.