Feb 18, 2016
#teruuji #a responsible father
@bobatatea
“Come to papa~”
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#teruuji #a responsible father
@bobatatea
“Come to papa~”
@bobatatea | x
He doesn’t exactly remember when or how Terushima became so tiny, but he does know that Teru always has a little home on his night stand with one of his little sisters Barbie beds set up for his best friend. He’d offer to share his own bed, but he didn’t want to risk squishing Terushima in the night. He blinks a little as Terushima crawls on to his face, plapping his cheeks with his hands before he eventually wakes up. “You know one morning my morning breath is going to suffocate you, right?”
A sparkly smile spread on his face when Bobata finally seemed to wake up. He giggled, his hands propped on the upper lip of his friend, his tiny butt on Bobata’s chin.
“Don’t sound too bad, if the last thing I see is you~”
A happy chirp, then casually flopped down on the face ( mainly his mouth ), hugging what he could with his tiny arms. Wasn’t much, and his head was in touch with the middle blocker’s nose. It was kind of a warm spot to be on.
“You should get up! I’m hungry!”
Also he needed help with the morning washing, or he’d drown in the sink.
@bobatatea | cont.
“I-I ain’t beggin’ for something I don’t even want! God, Yuuj’ I already toldja that I’m not into you! You’re goin’ after the wrong breed!”
He blinked a bit in confusion, sniffing the air a bit more closely and especially around Bobata. The expression turning into a smirk.
“Aare you sure~~?”
@bobatatea
Directing his eyes away from Bobata, Tsukishima tried to gather himself. He wasn’t used to having his face touched, let alone having it examined so carefully. It was awkward, awkward in a way that he wasn’t sure whether to classify it as good or bad.
“ I’ll be fine. I’ve had worse. ”
"H-Hey. You, you doing alright Ke--Tsukishima?"
He keeps his head bowed, if only to hide the red splotches likely to bloom into bruises on his own face. It’s not as if he particularly cares if Bobata sees or not, but it’s a matter of dignity, one of pride.
“ …Not alright, but better. It’ll be fine eventually. ”
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91. “I’m dying.”
“Kazu… Kazu, I’m dying.”
Kuroo didn’t drink often. But Kazuma did, and often seemed to have fun with it. So he decided hey, what the heck, while visiting why not drink with him.
Kuroo underestimated how open he got when he was drunk. Kazuma knew a lot about Kuroo, and it wasn’t like anything he was saying was unusual but he just kind of….
Kept talking about one thing for an hour straight. Pun not intended.
“I’m just so gay. Like I’m not gay, but god I’m so gay? They’re so hot. Guys are so hot? Girls are cute too, but like wow.”
Kuroo leaned up from where he was laying on the couch, looking at Kazuma. He narrowed his eyes a bit.
“There’s this one guy. He’s an asshole. I hate him so much, but he’s really hot, you know? So like, my head is like punch him. But my head is also like, punch him with your lips because you want to make out with him.”
| @bobatatea | cont. |
“Put some clothes on, you monster.”