Hottest Husband in The World
Title: Hottest Husband in the World
Ship: Kuroo Tetsurou/Tsukishima Kei
Summary: Tsukishima is a very private person and likes to keep the different areas of his life separate. That all changes when he forgets his lunch and his husband Kuroo brings it for him.
Word Count: .8k
Requested By: n/a
Warnings/Tags: Fluff, Domestic Fluff, Kuroo Tetsurou is a Little Shit, Kuroo Tetsurou is a Good Significant Other, Tsukishima Kei Being an Asshole
Author’s Note: I wrote this forever ago and never got around to posting it.
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Kei was already half through his work day when he realized his lunch wasn’t in the break room fridge like usual. He realized he probably left it on the counter in his rush to get out of the house. With Kuroo’s usual shenanigans he was almost never out the door at the time he wanted to be, but over the many years of living with the rambunctious man he’d learned to be organized and put together by the time he did manage to leave.
He figured he’d be fine without his lunch and have a big dinner when he got home. So he pulled out his phone and sat down at the table. He wasn’t going to go back to work if he didn’t have to, this break was well deserved.
One of his co-workers came around not long after, joining him at the table. Though Jin has a lunch. Unlike him. Yes, he was going to be bitter about it, he was hungry.
“No lunch?” Jin asked, a friendly smile on his face. He proceeded to open his bento and dig in.
Kei rolled his eyes, “Obviously not.” He didn’t look up from the very captivating mobile time killer on his phone.
“Oh, someone’s grumpy,” Jin poked at him with the clean end of his chopstick. “Are you hungy?”
“That baby voice is sickening.”
“Your face is sickening.”
“Just how I like it.”
There was a knock on the door followed by the tell-tale creep of a slow opening. The kind people do when they don’t want to be rude, but need to interrupt. Kei saw a hint of messy black hair and knew what was coming.
He raised an eyebrow when Kuroo peeked his head through the opening, a smile spreading on his face when he realized he’d found Kei.
“Tsukki!” he singsonged, “You forgot something!”
“Oh really I never would have noticed,” he snarked as Kuroo stepped forward, placing a hand on his back and dropping a bento onto the table in front of him.
Kei leaned back into the touch before speaking again, “You drove all the way out here because i forgot my lunch?” His tone was snarky, but Kuroo knew better than to take it that way.
Kuroo raised an eyebrow, “I wasn’t just going to let you go all day without eating.”
There was a moment of silence before the both of them remembered there was someone else in the room.
They looked over to see Jin with his jaw dropped. He mutters something under his breath before breaking out into shouts. “Tsukishima!! You’re not supposed to have friends!” He sounded almost scandalized.”
Kuroo broke out into laughter, while Kei just glared. “Friends? I’m offended, Kei.”
Kei just glared at the both of them for a moment.
“First name basis!” Jin shouted. Kei thought he was way too excited about this.
Kei had gone back to his phone, ignoring the chaos, when Kuroo’s laughter finally died down enough for him to speak.
“What did you think my life looked like outside of work?” Kei sounded almost offended at the accusation. “That i just sat at home waiting to come back to work?”
Jin gestured wildly, “Yes! You’re supposed to be some sad hermit that goes home from work and goes to sleep and goes to work and sometimes cries in the shower because you have no friends! Who is this guy?!” “You know, it makes a lot of sense that your coworkers know nothing about you,” Kuroo said through a chuckle, “It’s very on brand. I mean it took me years to get you to even talk to me for real.”
“Excuse you, I always talked to you ‘for real’. You just weren’t the best at taking things seriously in High School.” Kei ignored Jin reaction to the ‘High School’ comment.
In turn, Kuroo ignored Kei, and turned to Jin smiling.
“You knew each other in high school?”
“Yup!” Kuroo was having way too much fun with this, “We met when he was a first year, and I was a very, very stressed Third Year.” He turned to Kei with a soft smile, “I kinda miss those summer training camps.”
“Training camps?” Jin seemed more intrigued than anything now. What could his loner, hermit, coworker possibly need to train for?”
“Not only does Kei work for this fine establishment,” Kuroo spoke with a grin as kei sighed, “He is also a pro volleyball player on the second division team the Sendai Frogs. And married to the hottest man on the planet.”
Kei huffed, “You’re so full of yourself.”
“But you love me anyway,” Kuroo leaned down while simultaneously tilting Kei’s chin up with a finger. Their lips pressed together softly. It was sweet and chaste.
When he pulled away he just smiled at his husband, ignoring the steam coming out of Jin’s ears.
Later on Kei had to deal with many of his coworkers asking if it was true that he played volleyball professionally, and asking about his husband. Though he wore his ring all the time so long as he’s not in a game, apparently his coworkers never seemed to really register that Tsukishima Kei could be married to someone as strange as Kuroo Tetsurou.