“ hey -- “ encounter at the famous - famous used lightly - store ( ukai’s ) , only recognized on his behalf since kenma would talk about his conversations with hinata through phone . a hand placed onto the other’s shoulder dramatically and head would be leant down short of a bow . “ let me stay at your place today . “ help a friend out !!
cheesy grin and pink cheeks - grabby hands quickly moved to pinch ( lightly ) cheeks . and the pinching soon turned into him smooshing , rubbing at tsukishima’s face . “ that’s it ??? “ he’s needy now . “ c’mon , one more ! “ a moment to think about it . . . “ two more ! three ! “ hands already cupping his precious boyfriend’s face , he took the opportunity and went in for the attack ! one - two - three - he doesn’t stop until he’s pushed away . dozens of light kisses were pressed to tsukishima’s face ; on his cheeks , his forehead , his nose . and finally after being ( rudely ) shoved away , a pout replaces his grin . “ those were only leading up to the grand finale ! don’t push me away so soon , kei . “ and though the other might attempt to avoid , kuroo was determined - and succeeded - to top it all off with a tender kiss to the lips .
“ please !! i don’t know how to get rid of them ! “ he’s referring to his unwanted villagers . “ yacchan , both you AND kenma told me get this game , and he’s too stingy to tell me how to remove these hideous things . . . please , how do i make this monkey leave my island . “ this is why he asked her to visit this weekend .
“ you stopped returning my texts . . . “ contemplating what to say next . awkwardness set in and his usual carefree self is at a lost . maybe he should have been more persistent himself . “ . . . i missed you . “ as bold as ever .
“ oooooooh . . . ? ? ? what’s this ? ? a lost kitten ? “ he’s joking . . . of course . brow was raised and a mischievous grinned pulled at his lips . grabby hands stretched out -- almost creepily -- until they found their home wrapped around fabric ears . “ i was right !! they are soft , yacchan . tell me where you got this , please , i might just have to get some for my team . “ whether it’s to build team moral or use it as a punishment -- that’s for one to decide .
( sms » kei ♡ ) i wouldn’t say take exactly . . .( sms » kei ♡ ) but borrow without telling you ?( sms » kei ♡ ) i left you my jacket again though( sms » kei ♡ ) don’t feel embarrassed by sleeping with it either~ ( sms » kei ♡ ) (＾ε＾)♡ チュ!!
❛ terrible ? i concur -- i thought i’ve never looked better . ❜ jokingly spoken ; he knows he looks horrid / bruised & battered , crimson dripping from knuckles , taste of copper danced on taste buds . a hot mess he might argue though . had it been someone else he may have fled quickly -------------- OH ! but it’s his favorite person ( favorite person to toy with ) . boldly accepting the handkerchief , even though it was practically shoved into his palm . draping soft cloth over scrapped skin - indistinct flinch ; eyebrows furrow in the slightest . ❛ you look good . . . as usual . heh -- ❜ humor resides in his tone , almost mocking the other , yet some truth held within it --------- he won’t admit freely .
movement taken , nearing tsukishima and nonchalantly resting an arm upon his shoulder --- almost too friendly . ❛ busy night for a sunday ! don’t people have real jobs to worry about ---- why are you lurking these corners so late , kei ? ❜ use of the first name ; purposely to rid of any formality . . . also a light attempt to irk the other . past conversations would have be over with , long gone , go their separate ways . . . why is this time different from others ? he wonders . but the mystery behind that query motivates him to linger ; a need to know ! and with the request to further their meet at the tsukishima’s house how could he refuse . curiosity killed the cat . . . but satisfaction brought it back ! ❛ your place ? aren’t you going to buy me dinner first !? KIDDING ! haah ------- sounds important though . . . i have time to kill . ❜
arm removed , a friendly nudge to tsukishima’s side -- a wordless way to promote him to lead the way . low whistling used to fill the moment of silence that endured them , only lasting just under a minute before a click of his tongue to begin conversing again . ❛ i won’t play a guessing game while we’re on our way ---------- but what have you been up to ? i haven’t seen you . . . for a while . ❜ a topic to humor him for their walk , but a lie if he said he held no interest in what tsukishima’s answer would be .
interesting , he thought . . . opposite personalities --- different motives , yet so alike they were . never able to pinpoint how each other would react in scenarios ; but that may be what kept them both interested . at least that’s what he believes . it was true for tetsurō ------ for tsukishima he was never too sure . previous teasing he had caused earlier was navigating through a mine filled room ; he was never sure if he was going to step on one accidental . and though he may easily walk away from it ---- it was a thoughtless worry he held for no apparent reason .
nearing tsukishima’s home an almost serious demeanor would overtake him ------------ ALMOST . mocking still continued to make it’s presence . ❛ what did you have to discuss ? as much as i love hanging out with you . . . i have a plant to water at home . ❜ obvious joke --- but half serious about wanting to know why tsukishima was so willing to invite him over without prior notice . . . but that’s what this is --- a meeting by chance .
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