Thread by @IDtsuKei

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When oikawa wakes up, the bed next to him is empty. He frowns, throwing an arm out to the indent left by the blonde as if it would bring him back. The sheets are still warm, so oikawa forces himself into a sitting position to look at the time on his phone. He

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Squints, just making out the 3 am time stamp without his contacts or glasses, and he huffs. Where could Tsukki have gone? He sees tsukki’s pants over by the door to the room, so he most likely is somewhere in the house. He debates going back to sleep but his curiosity gets the

Better of him.

Curiosity is what led them here in the first place. He had always thought the middle blocker was cute, and seeing pictures and videos of him playing for the frogs proved that he went from cute to incredibly attractive, but they couldn’t compare to seeing him in

Person, pale skin and blonde hair shifting with the colors of the club, a shirt that was clearly not his just a little too tight on the arms showing off his lean muscles. Oikawa couldn’t not call out to him. He wasn’t lying when he said he was following his career, that tsukki

Had the potential to join the national team, and as much as he lived for the drama, volleyball was his one true love. He wasn’t trying to do something that could jeopardize a potential future match by sleeping with someone on the opposite side, that’s why he had never fully

Hooked up with shoyo when he had ran into him last, but then tsukki had pouted at him, and then tsukki had moved his body just right on the dance floor, pressing against all of the right spots. Oikawa needed to know what he was like in the bedroom. (Perfect, the answer was

Perfect.)

So curiosity draws him from bed on a pursuit to find Tsukki. It doesn’t take him long, after checking the bathroom and the living room, he hears noises in the kitchen. ‘Kei-chan, are you raiding my fridge?’ He calls out as he turns the corner. He’s stopped, dumbfounded

And speechless at the sight. He should be mad, that was his favorite ice cream that tsukki was currently devouring, but instead he felt a jolt through his chest. He was standing in his kitchen, in his clothes, eating his ice cream. With a spoon in the carton like a heathen, but

When he turned to look at oikawa, his eyes were wide and innocent. They were honey gold and oikawa was unable to look away.

‘Want some?’ Tsukki asks, offering the spoon to him. Oikawa sputters.

‘Are you offering me my own food? After you’ve already gotten your germs all in

It?’

‘Tch, fine, get your own ice cream,’ tsukki clicks his tongue, pulling the offered spoon back and turning away.

‘That is my ice cream!’ Oikawa gasps in a mock outrage.

‘No, it’s mine now. Finders keepers.’

‘Immature. Give me a bit,’ oikawa concedes, leaning his

Weight against tsukki’s back as tsukki moves the spoon out of reach.

‘No, you lost your chance.’

‘Kei-chan, don’t be so cruel,’ he whines, burying his face in tsukki’s shoulder. Tsukki giggles(oh, there goes another jolt in his chest), and calls him a baby. He shrugs his

Shoulder until oikawa moves, and then offers him a spoonful. Oikawa takes it with a grin, and then presses a cold kiss to tsukki’s mouth. Tsukki hums into it, but he pulls back after a minute.

‘Let me finish my ice cream, then we can make out.’

‘You mean /my/ ice cream?’

‘Semantics.’

They do finish the carton, alternating spoonfuls. Oikawa demands his number as repayment for eating the most expensive thing in his fridge, and tsukki gives it to him but tells him next time if he doesn’t want tsukki to eat it, don’t buy strawberry flavored food.

Oikawa grins, repeating the words ‘next time?’ And grins even more when tsukki’s ears begin to flush.

End!