#krtsk#kurotsukki head canon where tsukki has a very Specific way he has to arrange his bed before he can sleep. He sleeps with 3 pillows, at least 5-7 blankets and a couple of stuffed animals, if he didn’t have a system it would be chaos. This is a closely guarded secret, only
Family and yamaguchi know about the carefully constructed pile of fluff he calls a bed. When he’s at training camps or sleeping over at others houses, he makes do with what’s offered to him but sleeps like shit. Sleeping at his boyfriend Kuroo’s apartment is slightly better
Because then he can spend the night curling around his space heater of a boyfriend, too lost in the fuzzy comfort of sharing a bed with the love of his life to worry about blanket placement. Up until now, Kuroo hasn’t had the chance to spend the night at tsukki’s, the younger’s
mom being a bit protective of who shares a room with her baby(she still somehow naively believes tsukki when he claims to be sleeping in a guest room on the opposite side of kuroo at his parent’s house and not half naked and sprawling over Kuroo’s back in his very much parent
Free apartment.) but! Tsukki’s mom has a work thing this weekend, leaving the tsukishima residence solely in tsukki’s grasp. Plans are made, and an hour after his mom leaves, his boyfriend is ringing the doorbell. Kuroo is ecstatic. Not only does he get to spend alone time with
Tsukki, he gets to do it on tsukki’s home field, gets to see his boyfriend at his most relaxed, moving around a house he grew up in and could navigate with his eyes closed. It’s strangely intimate. They spend their night split between the kitchen(dinner and 1 am ice cream breaks)
, the living room(movie marathon and getting handsy on the couch), and Tsukishima’s bedroom(we all know what they’re doing there.) when kuroo notices tsukki’s eyelids drifting shut towards the end of the third movie they picked out, he suggests they call it a night. Tsukki
Sleepily agrees, yawning as he grabs Kuroo’s hand and yanks him towards the stairs. Tsukki is half asleep, already dressed in pjs, as kuroo leaves him to brush his teeth before laying down. He’s moving on autopilot when kuroo walks back in, pulling more blankets than Kuroo has
Seen in one room that wasn’t a store out of his closet, arranging them on his bed with one clear space that is just big enough to fit tsukki. Kuroo has never been both more confused and more in love than he is in this moment. He leans on the door jam, clearing his throat, arms
Crossed. ‘Uh babe, I love you but where am I supposed to sleep? Directly on top of you cause that can be arranged,’ he jokes. Tsukki looks at him, then back to his bed, then back to him, blush rising as he realizes what he’s done. ‘Um. Can we just forget you saw that?’ Tsukki
Asks as he reaches under the comforter, right next to the space reserved for himself, and pulls out a body pillow to make the space big enough for both of them. Kuroo is pretty sure he’s died and gone to heaven. He walks up behind tsukki, hugging him close and nuzzling his face
Into tsukki’s neck. ‘Aw baby, do you sleep with that pillow next to you to pretend I’m here with you?’ He teases, softly kissing across tsukki’s shoulder. ‘Shut up you sleazeball,’ tsukki hisses, pulling away to wack the older boy with the previously removed body pillow. ‘Another
Word and you can sleep downstairs. Tell anyone about this and die.’ Tsukki’s face is burning as he sets his glasses on his desk and crawls into his bed, leaving room for kuroo despite the harsh words. Kuroo wants to gloat, wants to tease his boyfriend until he’s had his fun, but
Realizes the uncomfortable vibes coming from tsukki, so he mimes zipping his lips, hits the lights, and crawls in the remaining space, resolving to push the teasing aside to when tsukki is less embarrassed. It takes a while for his heart to stop pounding in his chest about being
Let in, about being blessed with the side of tsukki that he tries to hide from the world, to fall asleep. The blankets turn the bed into an oven, and despite the 1000 pillows, he can’t smash his face between them like normal without wrecking the delicate balance of The Bed, but
It is the best night of sleep kuroo has had in what feels like years. It will be the best night until years from now, when it’s no longer Kuroo’s apartment but theirs, and when the two of them work together to build a Bed arrangement that suits both of them perfectly.
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The phone rings five times before it’s answered at the last second.
‘Hello?’ His voice only sounds a little familiar. Usually, the context he’s hearing it in involves more growling, more raspiness. His day to day voice only hints at the
Kuroo is nervous. He doesn’t know why he’s nervous, not really. On the surface, it’s because he’s meeting his girlfriend’s youngest son today. Deep down, his brain doesn’t accept that as an answer.
He’s already met her oldest son, and they got along
Perfectly fine. He’s a people person, he knows how to deal with all types of personalities, without batting an eye. Almost thirty years of working with the JVA and their eccentric players have honed his people skills.
So why was he nervous?
He gets to Ayako’s house and is immediately put to work. Dinner is almost ready except for the finishing touches, so he’s setting the table while Akiteru, her oldest, is starting to bring out some of the dishes. Kuroo looks at them, eyebrows raised.
When Tsukishima had seen his former teacher on the app he had downloaded, he had originally swiped as a joke. There was no way the Kuroo Tetsurou, heartthrob of Karasuno, would swipe back. It was vindicating to confirm he was gay though.
He had less than a month to lose his virginity before he turned nineteen and he was determined to make it happen. He had only had the app for a few hours when DMs started rolling in, but his eyes caught on this one. Everyone else could wait.
‘Nope, I’m serious,’ he replies.
His bio was short and to the point. ‘Almost 19. Virgin. Not looking for a relationship, just someone to fuck me.’
‘Tsukishima. Do you know what kind of people you’re going to attract with that bio?’
Correction: he hates his neighbor’s boyfriend who moved in three months ago, six months after Kuroo missed his one and only shot to ask out his original neighbor.
The neighbor, Kuroo’s long lost soulmate, the one who got away, was Tsukishima Kei, and Kuroo has had a crush on him since the day he moved in. He had offered to help carry boxes, joking that Tsukishima’s arms looked like they needed a break, and Tsukishima had glared at him in
such a bone chilling way, Kuroo was clearly hooked.
He had warmed up to him slightly when Kuroo had caught Tsukishima’s cat, Strawberry, after a daring and unfortunate escape from Tsukishima’s balcony to Kuroo’s.
They had coffee dates, they went grocery shopping together,
#BoKuroTsuki royalty omegaverse au where kingdoms are ruled by alphas and alphas alone. Two alphas marry and they’ll both have harems, omegas who live to serve them and birth their heirs.
When Tsukishima presents as an omega, and his dad essentially donates him to the crown, he
Takes small solace in the fact that he avoided a worse fate. The kids in the estate had all told horror stories of whore houses that omegas were sold to, kidnapped and trapped in. He had seen their faces when he presented, a mix of pity and fear and mocking disgust.
Sure, his
Future was squashed to be nothing but a broodmare for the royal bloodline, but it could be worse. He had hear good things of their kings. Bokuto Koutarou and his husband, Kuroo Tetsurou. Even if they were cruel, no one but them could touch him. Stealing the kings’ property was a
This but make it #krtsk where Kuroo is the blue and tsukki is the gray. And kuroo tries again, a year later, but at the exact time and tsukki texts him a place and a time for their first date.
Kenma shook his head as Kuroo paced back and forth in the room. ‘Panicking isn’t going to make the time pass any faster.’
‘Shh shush I didn’t ask for your judgement. He said try again in a year, I’m not missing my chance.’
‘Sane
People would’ve taken that to mean no.’
‘Kyanmaaa you don’t understand,’ Kuroo whined flopping down on the mattress next to Kenma. ‘He’s my soulmate he just doesn’t know it yet.’ Kuroo goes on a tangent, waxing poetic about the tall blonde he had been obsessing over for the