Most voted on the poll was Haikyuu!! So, here’s the KuroKen (Whiskers, as I call them), snzfic.
Warnings; Sneezing, sniffles, congestion, mlm relationship, some out of character things (?), Kenma being a game addict while sick. Kuroo being a caretaker/mother hen. 18+ characters as usual.
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Kenma had been on stream all day. Why? Just to relax and earn some money for the rent due in a few weeks. Kenma fixed the headset on his short dyed hair, proceeding to finish up the stream. As he was beginning to end the live, he felt his face scrunch up. Oh no, no no-
“Hx’chu!”
There it was. Kenma stifled a sneeze against his wrist the chat filled with various reactions.
- OMG??? BLESS YOU!
- Your ending the stream already?
- Gameplay was wonderful today!!
- Awww, that was adorable!
- Take care of yourself!
- See ya next week!!
And so on. Varied comments.
Kenma looked over the chat box, nodding and mumbling into the microphone. “Yeah..I wi—hh—sorry-“ Kenma turned away from the microphone, covering his mouth with his hand and silently sneezing. He shook his head, sniffling then cleared his throat. “See you all next week.” Kenma turned off the stream, all the open apps he had open from different game plays in the span of four hours now.
Kenma took the led lights around the setup down, about to turn them off. Again, Kenma’s face scrunched up and he silently sneezed. The motion having his head fall forward a little and his headphones flew off and hit the desk. Kenma gave a desperate sniffe, rubbing his nose then coughed lowly. He shook his head and looked towards the door of his streaming room. Kuroo leaning against the doorframe with a smirk.
“Bless you. Three times.” Kuroo calmly said, pushing off the doorframe and going towards Kenma. The other rolled his dark golden-ish brown eyes before his breathing hitched. “O—hh—oh fuck y—you—-chu!—ugh, snf! Dammit.” Kuroo chuckled lowly, his deep voice just being gravely in his throat. “Bless you another time, Ken. Awh, what’s wrong? Feeling sick, baby?” Kenma flushed red yet shook his head. “No. I’m not.” Kenma sniffled again, rubbing at his nose.
“Ugh, why is it so itchy…” “Because you’re caching a cold. You get very sneezy when sick. You have since highschool.” Kuroo softly reminded, lifting Kenma’s face up by his chin and then placed a kiss to the others forehead despite the bangs being in the way a little. Kenma subconsciously leaned against the other, closing his eyes. “Kuroo…” “Mm? Yes, baby?” “…can you help…y’know…” Kenma hesitated. Kuroo grinned happily.
“Want me to help coax the sneeze out?” “Please. It’s being such a bother.” Kenma whined dramatically, sniffling. He then squished his face into Kuroo’s palm. The man smiled, leaning down and teasingly whispering. “Oh? So you want me to kiss your nose?” Kenma groaned. “Shut up. Maybe I won’t let you.” Kuroo tilted his head, thumb tracing over Kenma’s chin. “Uh-huh, sure, of course.” Kuroo replied sarcastically. Kenma rolled his eyes then groaned, burying his face into Kuroo’s chest. Kuroo snickered. “Alright, cuddles it is then.”
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Kenma awoke in the middle of the night, feeling congested in his nose and throat, coughed a little. He shook his head, rubbing his eyes as they got used to the darkness. Kenma wanted to play his Nintendo Switch. Minecraft. Or Mario Kart. Either would be good right now. Kenma slowly sat up, looking over to see Kuroo fast asleep next to him. Sighing quietly, Kenma reached over and grabbed his Switch; turning it on and beginning to play whatever.
An hour passed, nothing too crazy happened. Until, he felt that familiar tickle and itch on his face. In his nose. Kenma immediately gave this…kitten sneeze. Then another, another, which lead to about three more. So, six in a row, by the seventh little sneeze and annoyed sniffle with a curse, Kuroo groggily muttered. “Blessss youuu, baby.” Kuroo was mostly asleep still. Of course he was. It was like 2am now. Kenma cleared his throat the best he could. “So’bry.” Kuroo lifted his head from the pillows, turning on the lamp that rested on the nightstand.
“Aw baby, you sound so stuffed up.” “I..I…hh-chu!! Ugh—huh—hih—ha—hatchsw! ‘tschu! H-hh—ehhshuuu! Ha—has’heshh-eruu! Ugh. So’bry, Kuroo…” Kenma and his poor nose. Kuroo smiled a little. “Okay. Time for some medicine before going back to bed.” “I’mb no’bd don’d ‘by ga’be.” Kuroo snickered. “You’re not done your game?” “D’no’b…” Kenna muttered in a pout, sniffling miserably.
“Fine. Game, medicine then back to bed, baby.”
