Somehow, against all odds, Tsukishima had ended up going to the same university as bokuto. They were in different
Departments but that didn’t stop the older one from spamming the gym three group chat when Tsukishima announced his decision on where he was going. What started as humoring him and letting bokuto give him an (unnecessary) tour around the campus had led to surprisingly nice study
Sessions and a growing friendship between the two. Tsukishima could often be found at a cafe, splitting a slice of strawberry shortcake with bokuto after a long day of classes. He normally wouldn’t indulge in so many sweets, even though he loved strawberry anything, but bokuto
Always insisted they split a slice so he didn’t break his diet too much, and it was hard to resist the puppy dog eyes.
It had been a few months, and Tsukishima knew both bokuto and him had a birthday coming up. He finally got bokuto to agree to not throwing him a party but just
Hanging out at bokuto’s apartment, maybe inviting Kuroo and akaashi over. However, he could tell bokuto was a little sad about the fact that no one had mentioned throwing a party for his own birthday, which was a week or so before tsukishima’s. This is how Tsukishima found
Himself planning a surprise party for bokuto. It was pretty simple, but he thought bokuto deserved the best of the best since he wasn’t planning on inviting as many people as he thought bokuto would like. He even bit the bullet and was asking for akaashi and Kuroo’s advice in a
Secret group chat. He was in the final stages, a few days out from the get together, when he was planning a grocery list for snacks and desserts. Kuroo had insisted on FaceTiming because he ‘knows all of my bros favorite snacks,’ his words.
‘Ok now that you’ve graciously
Approved of the food, can I move on to dessert? A cake because it’s his birthday, and then I was thinking like strawberry cheesecake bites or mini strawberry shortcakes?’
‘Cake yes, make sure it’s chocolate. And veto on the strawberries unless you’re trying to kill him, I know
You’re salty but that’s a bit far tsukki.’ Tsukishima raised his eyebrows.
‘What do you mean kill him?’
‘Oh dude he’s allergic to strawberries, didn’t you know?’
‘No he is not.’
‘Uh yes he is,’ kuroo chuckled, flipping a page in the textbook he was reading. ‘He wouldn’t
Even eat the chocolate part of my neapolitan ice cream because it touched the strawberry at my 16th birthday, I was hurt until he told me he was allergic.’
Tsukishima’s mind was replaying the multiple (multiple!!!) times they had split a slice of strawberry shortcake. What the
Fuck?
‘I gotta go.’ He hangs up as kuroo starts to protest and slams his phone into his bag, does a 180 and walks(read: power walks as fast as you can to not be considered running) to bokuto’s apartment. He buzzes the intercom until bokuto unlocks it and climbs the steps until
He’s face to face with a half asleep bokuto at his door.
‘Tsukki! I didn’t know you were coming over or I wouldn’t have taken a nap,’ he starts rubbing his eyes as he smiles at tsukishima.
‘What do you mean you’re allergic to strawberries?’ He cuts straight to the point.
‘Oh uh you found out?’
‘Thank kuroo. Bokuto, I’ve seen you eat like a pound of strawberries??’
‘Well okay I’m allergic but like barely! It just makes my mouth tingle and go numb sometimes, it’s not a big deal!’
‘Not a big deal??’ He is struggling to keep his voice down
Seeing as they’re still in the doorway. ‘Why did you get the strawberry cake then if chocolate was your favorite?’
‘Why are you and kuroo talking about what kind of cake I like?’ Bokuto questions.
‘Stop dodging my question, why?’ Bokuto sighs dramatically before leaning on
His doorframe.
‘Because I saw how you looked at the cake when we were ordering drinks, and I remembered it was your favorite. But then you said you weren’t going to have dessert but you looked sad, so I just kinda ignored that I couldn’t feel my tongue.’ Tsukishima blinks once,
Twice, before surging forward and pulling bokuto into a kiss, still standing in his doorway.
And that is how Tsukishima got himself a boyfriend, and immediately spoiled said boyfriends surprise party.
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(When I say it’s day one here I mean here in my heart shhhh)
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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