#roostercapt

[okaaneko]

" baaaabe . . . " he's got his nose pressed into his neck , mouthing lazily at soft skin. teeth nipping playfully the longer yaku keeps answering the group chat and he pouts. he's feeling needy , and a lot ignored , his hand sliding from his waist and up the length of his side , tugging him closer to his front. " put it down and kiss me s'more. "

“Ugh, you need so much attention all the time... Not that it’s a bad thing! It’s endearing and honestly, pretty cute.”

      And there go his ears, blushing a brilliant red. They’re always the first part of his face to be given away. And then the more he thinks about how embarrassed he is,the worse it gets. All the attention was already enough to make him buzz with that flustered feeling again. He’s still not completely used to all the touching so his body flinches and jolts a bit every so often. 

     But okay... He’s got a decent point. Yaku hadn’t been intentionally ignoring him, per se. But yeah, he could see it coming off that way. Which is not at all what he wants. So, Kuroo is met with a resigned sigh, the distracting phone in question being set down on the table which was conveniently within reach. 

“Alright, alright. You win this time. Sorry, I didn’t mean to be so distracted.”

     He wants a kiss? He’ll get two. The first is really gentle, lips ghosting over his cheek. It’s more of a sign that he’s listening and trying than a real kiss. The real one comes after, finding Kuroo’s own lips this time. It’s soft and sweet. That’s just how hes feeling right now.

[seekwings]

‘ do i regret it? yes. would i do it again? probably. ’

@roostercapt || meme. || accepting !

     “kuro--” they’re ready with an automatic tone of tired exasperation, but it cuts off when kenma actually looks up and sees kuroo. he looks...ridiculous is the only word for it, disheveled and grinning and covered in -- that’s a lot of glitter, and are those feathers, sticking out of his hair? kenma stares for a moment, and then -- they can’t help it; a hand comes up to cover their mouth, but doesn’t quite muffle the giggles. “what did you do?”

[liberotm]

---  a  small  comic  about  leaving  ,  and  coming  back  ,  and  growth  . 

@roostercapt  went  trick  or  treating  ,  and  got  a  treat  !

[frailesea]

❁.   @roostercapt​.     /     selene.

          IT  IS  MILDLY     unexpected when the ring of the counter bell thrums across her slipping slumber,   &   skin jolts as if she wasn’t made to sit within it.     she doesn’t spare a smile,   but she doesn’t seem to sport a frown either.     it is moments before she huffs the gift of a hum,   sound that brightens the shop within the seconds spewed from fingertips.     she slides the list of items over to the other,   eyes displaying   the  withering   of her own energy.     ❝   you keep coming here later   &   later.   ❞     words are drawled without poetry     :     sweetness exists within her but only for the softness of her hand.     ❝   i have a feeling you do it   partly   to see if i’m awake.   ❞

[okaaneko]

❝ are you smelling me? ❞

“Why would I EVER smell you? That’s just super weird. Maybe you just smell like home that’s all. Okay, you got me. Just don’t say it like that, yeah? It makes me sound really weird. I just, missed you okay? Calling you and actually seeing you again aren’t the same thing. It wasn’t enough. I missed you like crazy. Ugh, that sounds really desperate doesn’t it?”

     It’d been almost two months of this torture. Schooling had taken him away. Really, really far. As in, all the way to America. That summer program, while arguably necessary for his major, separated them for way too long. He’d called every day. Texted as often as he could. But as much fun as it was to travel and meet new people, the hole in his heart remained. As the semester came to a close, his thoughts were nowhere but back home. The plane landed. He saw the familiar city of Tokyo. But he wasn’t home. Not yet.

     Here, now. With Kuroo before him, embarrassing him at that, he’s really back home. It’s only a matter of seconds after his words for him to fling himself at his boyfriend, suitcase behind him hitting the ground with the energy he used. He wanted to, no, needed to feel his embrace again. He won’t be lettiing him out of his sight for a week this time. Not like that’s too difficult, since they live together. But still. Staring up at his love’s face as if it was the first time he’d ever laid eyes on it, he doesn’t want it to end.

[okaaneko]

❝ i’ve never seen things so clearer than i do now. ❞

“You’re doing that thing again, dear. Where we’re in the middle of something and you go off on a tangent. I mean. I’m glad you’re seeing things in a good light right now, really I am. But, can you please get back to what’s going on and help me? I really need to turn off the heat before I burn our dinner. Instead of staring, could you please get the strainer?”

     It happens this way a lot though. Kuroo gets distracted really easily. And usually, it’s fine. Yaku can put up with it. It’s part of them being together. He’s got his own flaws too. That temper and those weird almost rituals he does every day. Kuroo puts up with a lot to. ~~So be patient with him, Yaku. He’s doing his best~~ But still, their dinner is at stake here!!! And he’s more than a little hungry.

     He’s being clung to like a kid with a stuffed animal. He can see the flames underneath the pot bubbling at that stove. Those have to go. But he cant. Escape. Freedom is right there. RIGHT THERE! But there’s no wriggling free. He’ll have to convince Kuroo to let him go if there’s even the slightest chance of saving dinner.

“I think the udon is going to be fantastic. But if you’d rather it burn and we get takeout, that’s fine.”

[setgraced]

╰ ❇️ ╮   //     @roostercapt

     In all fairness, he had been expecting some sort of fight back against his little tickle attack, though he was surprised Kuroo waited until he was       DONE       and caught his breath. That was already a bit of his give away that something was going to be coming his way. However, he was taken aback once they were on the floor, and the Nekoma captain went and stole a kiss from him. 

     Unfortunately, once in a relationship like this, it was pretty easy to get Akaashi to get lost in his thought process, and just shut down, becoming easy puddy in his boyfriend’s hands. Long lashes fluttered shut, and he just allowed the other to keep stealing his breath with this surprise kiss. It may have pegged him that he was in a vulnerable position for revenge, but his brain was hazy, and all he could think of was wrapping his arms around the other’s back as the kiss continued.

     He could feel himself smiling with the kiss, and could feel one of his hands trail up and run fingers through the other’s hair. It was such a tender moment, but once again, Akaashi was blissfully unaware of where this was going to go.

     The moment Kuroo aimed for the the setter’s sides, that would be it. And Akaashi would have to then worry about trying not to laugh as loudly as he normally would      WHEN        his sides were poked and prodded at. However, that wasn’t on his mind. If anything, he sort of forgot the rest of the world around him, or the fact he even went and tickled Kuroo before to      GET       them in this position.

      It really just took a sweet kiss to make Akaashi forget literally any and everything.

[setgraced]

KUROO-SAN  //  @roostercapt

something white hot sprints down the back of his spine and he swears he can feel his shoulders cramping from how taught he holds them. panic sets , pulsing low in his chest , can feel the quick thumpthumpthump of his heart beat right between his ribs. and kuroo wants to fucking bolt.

run into the bathroom and lock himself in until akaashi leaves. only he wouldn’t , and that’s what keeps him set in place. he’d rather the embarrassment lick greedily at his cheeks than endure how absolutely pathetic he’d feel cowering in the tub. and it’s , god , it’s fucking ridiculous the thoughts that are filling his head. the rejections that are waiting for him.

it’s unfamiliar territory. crossing over the line of like into love. they haven’t talked about it , no , but kuroo wants to believe it was always there. in the way akaashi would run his fingers through his hair when he’s too exhausted or having a shit day ; gentle and soothing against tangled roots. in the way akaashi will reserve his smiles for him and only him ; making his heart soar straight out of his chest and right into akaashi’s hands. the fact kuroo is so willing to let him wield something so delicate , so easily damaged , fucking terrifies him.

to give over that trust so easily , effortlessly. to hand over his very soul to the one he loves … and kuroo can only pray to whatever higher power out there that akaashi was willing to accept such a selfish request.

he exhales , stuttering out a breath and laughs. hands shaking as they rub over the curve of his cheeks , palms digging out the sting behind his lids because shit yeah. he loves him. he loves him.

wearily , he lifts his head. turning his gaze to the other with a smile , small and fond and with so much hope it aches. “  yeah. guess i did. wasn’t how i wanted to tell you , but , yeah. i love you. i love you so fucking much , akaashi. and i —— fuck , man , i really hope you feel the same. please tell me you feel the same.  ”

      ╰ ❇️ ╮ ❝      Kuroo-san...   ❞

     It wasn’t his delusions after all. He did in fact hear those exact words. To be honest, he was so      HAPPY         it wasn’t his ears picking up things he        WANTED           to hear said to him. Just wow...         I love you.        It was said to him. Something verbally said to him, and even if Akaashi had read it in text by his parents, and Kuroo didn’t seem     READY        to drop the L-word to him, he did.

     His breath hitched, and his face flushed. The desperation in Kuroo’s voice when he expressed that he      INDEED        was in love with him hurt. Did...Akaashi not express that he shouldn’t be afraid to admit that? Was Akaashi not being loving enough to the boy he gave his heart to that he had to feel so distraught in his unplanned confession of love? True, the setter knew he was not a man of emotions, or rather, expressing his emotions publicly, but Kuroo was one of the few who got to see his smile. It was a rare sight to see a genuine smile from him; a smirk was even difficult, but he had given that to another as well in front of others. 

     Did Kuroo not realized...how much he showed to him that he showed so few, to almost      NO        other people?

     Of course, that wasn’t going to be the case in this moment in time. No. Kuroo wanted ---      NEEDED      ---  to heard Akaashi tell him he loved him back. It was his        OWN          turn to confess what he’d been feeling since the first smile he gifted the other. The first time they held each other so closely; oh how he could remember placing his ear against the other’s chest and hearing        JUST         how fast his heart beat for him. Oh...Of course he loved him... He loved him so much... It scared him. And he knew he had to be honest about it.

      ╰ ❇️ ╮ ❝    Kuroo-san... Of course I love you... I’ve loved you...so much... I-it...scares me                                sometimes. Kuroo-san... I’m not used to it. I’m not used to      BEING        so                       in love...feeling so loved...wanting to just be with someone so much... K-Kuroo-san...     ❞

     His face was red, and his throat was clenched and closing. Did his heart go into his throat? It surely felt that way. Oh dear... He couldn’t help it. He needed to be selfish. Grabbing the other’s face, he just gave him one wide-eyed look before nearly smashing his own lips against Kuroo’s. He could feel at any moment he may cry, and oh how he didn’t want to. Showing so many emotions...it was still so foreign to him. But Kuroo just brought the all out with so little ease. For a brief moment, he broke the kiss, but only kept a small distance between them.

      ╰ ❇️ ╮ ❝     Kuroo-san... I love you so much... I’m so afraid of how much I love you                                 because I...I don’t know how to show it to the fullest. I-I just...     ❞

     He shut his eyes and pressed their foreheads together.

      ╰ ❇️ ╮ ❝      I love you too...so much...     ❞