genre. fluff
kuroo x gn!reader
synopsis. just kuroo being all cute to make things up to you.
word count. 1k
author notes. a drabble for soph @animatedarchives aka my twinnie who has to suffer through all my angsts that she is now almost immune to it <3 hehe here is a small kuroo fluff, look out for more bby ily 🤍
The incessant pounding of fists against your front door wakes you from your slumber.
You groan as you force yourself up, squinting at the digital clock on your nightstand.
It’s 2.48am, what business does anyone have knocking at your door this late? You slip out of the covers and cautiously make your way to the door, peeking into the peephole — and you let out a sigh of relief once you realise it’s no stranger.
It’s Kuroo Tetsurou, your boyfriend of exactly two years and one day. (You guys just celebrated your second-year anniversary yesterday.)
“Okay stop banging the door, I’m unlocking it!” You shout at him, just a little bit irritated at the noise. You are going to have quite a busy day tomorrow after all, having to study for your finals.
Besides, he is supposed to be out at his friend’s birthday party all night, what is he doing showing up at your door? The two of you had a tiff earlier this evening about something insignificant, so the last thing you expected would be for him to be visiting you when he could be having fun with his friends instead.
With a click, the door opens and the smell of alcohol wafts into your nose, and you wince slightly at the smell. You aren’t too fond of it. But all of a sudden, it’s not the only smell that fills your nostrils. His cologne is strong in your nose as he flings his arms around you in a hug, making you lose balance and tumble with him to the floor.
You thank past you for getting carpet flooring because Kuroo isn’t light. If it was normal flooring your back would probably hurt ten times as much as it does now, without the soft surface cushioning the blow.
“You’re so soft,” Kuroo mumbles into your neck as he tries to hug you like a pillow.
You sigh at your inebriated boyfriend, neck tilted up to gaze at his flushed cheeks. He isn’t that drunk, but still intoxicated enough to be a little bit of a hassle to handle. Still, you help him up, supporting him against your side as you walk him to your bedroom.
“What are you doing here, Tetsu?” you ask as you sit him down on the bed and bringing him a glass of water.
Kuroo’s gaze flicks up from the bed to your droopy eyes, and he admires you through his messy bangs. He ignores the glass of water you’re offering out to him, opting instead to bring his hands to your cheek, before grinning up at you.
“Are you full of beryllium, gold and titanium?” Kuroo asks, and you blink in response, bracing yourself. Your only other reaction is a raise of your eyebrows, before he continues. “Because you’re be-au-ti-full.” (You try to stifle your laughter, not because it’s funny but because of how lame it actually sounds. He always did like to see you laugh for him, even if it is because of stupid puns.)
He has his thumb on one cheek and remaining fingers on the other, squishing them and then continuing by saying how adorable you are, much like a hamster. He ignores your completely deadpan expression, choosing instead to now haul his body up and envelop yours in a warm hug. (He’s always warm, but tonight he is especially hot — must be the alcohol.)
“Tetsu, what’re you doing?” You giggle, his hair against your neck making you slightly ticklish. Your right hand shifts to tousle his hair. Kuroo is always affectionate, but tonight is a different thing altogether. He’s never done this; show up at your door half-drunk and armed with declarations of love.
He still reeks of hard liquor, but you don’t push him away like you usually do. Instead, you soak in his affection for you and wait for him to respond. (He’s always slow to respond when he’s drunk, and a little silly. You love it, he knows it.)
Kuroo forces himself off of you to look you in the eyes.
“I love you so much, and I don’t even know why. What kind of black magic did you perform on me, baby? Why do I love you so god damn much? When I’m not around you all I can think about is you, and even when I’m with you it’s like I can never get enough of you. Why am I so in love with such a big dummy?”
Any remains of your earlier anger dissipates into oblivion the moment he says those words. (All in one breath too, you’re kind of impressed.) You shake your head in resignation and push your boyfriend back down onto the bed, following suit, half your body on top of him, head on the pillow, staring into his eyes.
Kuroo puts on a fake pout, ignoring the painful pounding in his head, forcing his eyes open. “I told you how much I love you and that’s what you’re fixated on?” His pout turns into a frown as he flicks you lightly on the forehead, before snaking his arms round your waist and pulling your body flush against his own.
“You are so annoying,” you tell him. You don’t mean it, but it seems to be how you two banter over the years. Never do you actually take these to heart, that’s what you love about being with him. You feel safe, comfortable, like you’ve known him forever.
He sticks his tongue out. “Oh yeah? What’re you gonna do about it, huh?”
Without warning, you shut him up with a kiss.
You know you catch him by surprise by the way he’s totally letting you control the situation, your own arms round his neck and your tongue deepening the kiss. The taste of liquor lingers on his tongue but you don’t mind it, in fact you drown in it.
For the rest of the night.
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