Feeling a bit sad about no haikyu s5 so I am negating that with a short #kurotsukki#krtsk reunion with single dad kuroo.
Tsukishima Kei loved his job at the museum. After years of working whatever intern position was open as he finished his degree, he had finally gotten the
Coveted curator position and no longer had to work the front desk, or lead back to back tour groups of screaming kids. He had an office, and regular hours that fit around his schedule with the Frogs. He could spend a whole work day only interacting with a few people on his team.
It was perfect. However, today was not shaping up to be his ideal day. He came in to someone else’s mess and spent the majority of the morning fixing it, was almost late to a meeting with a potential donor, and completely forgot until the last minute that he agreed, as a personal
Favor, to lead a tour group of elementary aged children. The teacher of the class was a friend of Sugawara he had met during one of his senpai’s many themed dinners, and the two of them struck a fast friendship. She approached him at the last dinner(some kind of soupapalooza
Where Suga-san had made at least 15 different soups, much to Daichi’s dismay) and asked about signing her class up for a tour at Tsukishima’s museum. Upon hearing of the class’ current fascination with dinosaurs, he caved and agreed to lead them around himself. Plans that had
Slipped his mind until he turned the corner and ran smack dab into the teacher. Dots were connected, and he made an excuse about running a bit behind schedule to give himself five minutes in his office to prepare himself for an hour of loud children. He was pleasantly surprised.
The class was quieter than he thought, and they seemed genuinely interested in the bones in the museum and Tsukishima’s well refined stories. You learn quickly as a 19 year old tour guide what bores kids and cut that material. He takes a special shine to a boy with messy black
Hair who asks the most relevant questions and blurts out facts he claims to have learned from a dinosaur fact book his dad bought for him. Tsukishima can’t quite place why the kid seems so familiar and chalks it up to the kid reminding him of himself at that age. The tour ends
Without much fanfare, he promises to see his friend at the next dinner, and leaves her in the museum lobby to wait for the children’s parents to pick them up. He’s back in his office for around 20 minutes, when his supervisor shows up and tells him to take off a little early
Since he missed lunch today, and he knows he has a long practice tonight. Tsukishima sends a few follow up emails and wraps up his paperwork for the day. On his way through the lobby, he spots his friend pacing back and forth on the phone as the messy haired kid sits on a bench
To the side. He watches as she sighs and taps her phone to her forehead in defeat.
‘I figured you’d be gone already?’ She jumps at the sound of his voice, clearly not expecting anyone to be watching her.
‘I need to be gone,’ she starts frantically. ‘We have the closing for
Our house tonight and if I miss it my husband is going to flip. One of my kids’ mom didn’t show up.’ Tsukishima glances at the boy, flipping through a random museum brochure.
‘What are you going to do?’ He asks, concern showing on his face. His friend had been talking about
The process they had gone through to get this house and he would hate to see them lose out over something like this.
‘I’m not sure,’ she runs her fingers through her hair. ‘I got in contact with the dad, he’s on the way but won’t be here for another 20-30 minutes. I’ll have to
wait here and hope the agent doesn’t leave if I’m late.’ Tsukishima glances at his watch, and at the kid, and at his friend before mentally sighing, wondering when he became so soft.
‘I can stay with him. My shift ended early and I have time before practice.’ She whips her head
Up to meet his eyes.
‘Oh my god, are you sure? I would owe you forever.’
‘Yes now go and meet your husband. Pay me back by bringing that wine I like the next time we’re both at Suga-san’s place.’ She leaves with a few more expressions of gratitude, and a promise to call the
Kids father as she leaves. Tsukishima wishes his plans to go check out the new cafe down the street goodbye, and instructs the person at the front desk to call him when the kid’s dad shows up.
‘Yuto, right? Your teacher told me your dad was on the way. Was there an exhibit you
Wanted to see while we waited?’ The kid’s eyes light up.
‘Can we see the skeletons again? I don’t really care about the other stuff here, I wanna be like Jurassic park when I grow up!’ Tsukishima chuckles and holds the child’s hand as they head back to his section of the
Display rooms. They spend the next twenty minutes chatting about the behind the scenes of working with the dinosaur bones when Tsukishima gets a call from the front desk informing him that Yuto’s dad is here. They head back up, and Tsukishima watches how excited the kid gets at
The thought of seeing his dad. He’s learned through the conversation that it appears to be a joint custody situation when Yuto talks about weeks split between dads house and moms house. They’re walking back into the lobby area now when he hears what must be the dad talking to the
Receptionist.
‘I am so sorry. I don’t know what came over her, thank you all so much for watching over my son.’ Tsukishima slows his pace, eyeing the back of the man. Broad shoulders covered in what appears to be an expensive, fitted suit. Unmistakable messy, black hair. No. It
Can’t be.
‘Please, thank our curator,’ the receptionist gestures towards where the two of them are approaching. The figure who is almost positively Kuroo Tetsuro starts to turn. ‘Tsukishima-san is the one who did most of the work.’
Tsukishima is going to have a heart attack.
The man who is 100% Kuroo Tetsuro’s mouth drops open.
‘Tsukki??’ Time seems to stop as they both pause at the unexpected person in front of them. Kuroo jerks back into motion as he catches Yuto who has since jumped at him shouting. ‘Hey baby, sorry I’m late. Did you have a good
Time?’
‘I did! I saw so many bones and curator-san got to show me stuff he didn’t show everyone else in the class!’
‘Seems the inability to say Tsukishima runs in the family,’ Tsukishima teases, trying to ignore his traitorous heart which has jumpstarted after seeing his
First crush again after so long. ‘Kuroo-san, it’s nice to see you again.’ If he doesn’t leave this conversation in the next five minutes, Tsukishima is sure to make a fool of himself.
‘Woah! You know curator-san?’ Tsukishima sees his coworkers starting to mingle to listen in,
And he cuts off Kuroo’s brags about teaching him everything he knows about blocking, etc etc, by redirecting them to walk along the path outside of the museum.
Tsukishima wants to ask Kuroo 100 questions but settles on asking how he’s been.
‘Good good, just busy. Jva and Yuto
Keep me pretty packed full. What about you, curator-san? I didn’t hear about you quitting the frogs? Are they announcing it before the season or?’
‘And what makes you think I’m quitting the frogs?’ Tsukishima asks, eyes narrowing.
‘Oh! I don’t mean like in an insult way, but
I just figured since you sounded like you had a pretty hands on job here, most people tend to do one or the other?’ Tsukishima scoffs.
‘If I could handle college, internships, and semi pros, I think I can handle a job and semi pros.’ The conversation flows from there as they
Continue walking. Soon enough, Tsukishima realizes he has to go or he’ll be late to practice. As he relays to Kuroo that it’s getting late, his heart throbs again. It has been years but the thought of it being years more before he sees Kuroo again is almost too much to bear.
‘Thank you again, truly, for watching Yuto for me. Things have been rocky with his mother lately, and I. Just know I really appreciate it.’ Kuroo rubs the back of his neck, gaze shifting from his son to Tsukishima’s face.
‘It was really nothing. I got off early anyways. Though
I did miss out on trying the new cafe, but there’s always another day.’
‘We could um. We could go there now if you wanted?’ Kuroo asks nervously, ears tinting red from what Tsukishima suspects is a blush. Honestly curse the frogs.
‘I can’t.’
‘Oh yeah no of course,’ kuroo
Starts, trying to cover the dejection in his voice. ‘I totally-‘
‘No, Kuroo-san. I want to, I really do, but I have practice in 20 minutes. I…we could. Go another day?’ Tsukishima interjects before Kuroo can run with the wrong idea. He’s not sure if the look on Kuroo’s face
Or the blush creeping along his cheeks are more endearing.
‘Yeah. Yeah of course. Totally. I’m free like all the time. I mean I’m not but I can be for you. Well, as long as you don’t mind Yuto.’
‘Please, Kuroo-san. I’m only agreeing so I can hang out with your son anyways,’
He teases. They exchange updated numbers and part with the promise of talking soon. Yuto waves as Kuroo and him walk away, and if Tsukishima blames his blush on the chill in the air when he makes it to practice, that’s his business.
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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