oikawa and kuroo as college friends (platonic), sprinkled with x reader because i’m self-indulgent as hell, 5.1k

kuroo is stressed about college. oikawa decides to give him the best thing a college student could ever receive: weed.

WARNINGS: suggestive themes, recreational drug use

Oikawa is the best fucking roommate in the world (well, ex-roommate).

He’s pretty bummed about the ex part, but he would never say it out loud to Kuroo. Especially, when hewas the one who got dumped. It’s humiliating, he knows.

He complains about this to Iwaizumi almost every single day when he gets lonely, and every time, Iwaizumi rolls his eyes and says Shittykawa, he’s a RA now. He can’t be your roommate anymore.

Personally, he disagrees. If Oikawa and Kuroo were truly bros, he wouldn’t have left Oikawa to room with a complete stranger who ignores all of his attempts to be friendly. He would have tried harder, he would have gone above and beyond to become the first RA with a roommate, instead of being selfish and having a room to himself.

But despite his betrayal, Oikawa is still here for him. The poor guy has been so stressed lately with never ending assignments, stupid residents and family problems (read: mommy issues). Kuroo has been straight up notvibing for so long and Oikawa hates to see it.

That’s why with all the greatness vested in him, he went the extra mile and secured something for Kuroo. Something special. A little treat, if he says so himself. There’s an extra spring to his step as he skips all the way to Kuroo’s new room and knocks a jaunty little tune.

“Open up!” he yells, without regard for whatever Kuroo is doing. Whatever it is, it can’t be more important than Oikawa. When he doesn’t hear a response, he starts banging on it with a threat. “Kuroo Tetsurou if you don’t open this door I will release every single one of your drunk photos to the internet.”

Even his thinly-veiled threat doesn’t work. Tragic. And then it hits him: what if Kuroo is actually hurt? What if he’s in trouble and he’s being an insensitive little bastard threatening him? What if—

The door opens.

“What the hell do you want? I was in the bathroom.” Kuroo looks unimpressed.

Oikawa doesn’t respond, just pushes past him and looks around the room for any sign of trouble.

“I can’t believe you. I was getting worried and you were in the bathroom taking a shit?Unbelievable.”

“You weren’t dying Tooru.” Kuroo says, rolling his eyes as he shuts the door. “Why are you here anyway? Again? God it’s like you’re obsessed with me.”

Oikawa huffs, debating whether or not Kuroo even deserves his gift. But he already went through the trouble of securing it, so he might as well give it to him.

He throws the package at Kuroo, hitting him square in the face. “There.”

“Ow, what the hell?”Kuroo rubs at his face. “What is this?”

“It’s a gift.” Oikawa shrugs. “Open it.”

Kuroo gives him the side-eye. “You got me a gift? What, are you dying or something? Did you do something stupid and you want me to take the blame for it? Because I swear to god if you—”

Oikawa rolls his eyes and sits on Kuroo’s bed. “Dude,” Oikawa says, annoyed at Kuroo’s slowness, “Just open it already.”

“Fine, fine.” Kuroo says aggressively, tearing open the package with zero finesse.

In all honesty, Oikawa should have expected this, but he wishes Kuroo would take the time to appreciate how well he had wrapped the gift. He even stopped by the dollar store and chose a cute little box to store it in, before getting distracted in the stationary and coating the damn thing with fruity little stickers.

(He wonders if this is what Iwaizumi meant when he said he has too much time on his hands.)

Kuroo opens the box, and Oikawa sits there giddy with anticipation. “Bro,” Kuroo says, looking at him with wide eyes. “You did not.”

Oikawa grins, chest blooming with pride. “Bro, I did.”

Kuroo lifts the little bag carefully placed inside the box, and holds his other hand to his heart. He’s so touched. “Tooru, I can’t believe you got me weed.”

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There was, of course, one problem.

They’ve never actually smoked weed before. Together or separately, they were just newbies. But it’s not going to be a problem— they’ve made it to university and passed their first year. There’s nothing they can’t do with the power of google and youtube on their side.

Oikawa inspects the bag. “I mean, don’t we just need to light it and then we’re all good?”

“Theoretically that’s correct.” Kuroo says, head bent low with his face too close to the phone. God bless him, he seriously needs glasses. (college truly takes and takes, and eyesight is not an exception). Though if Oikawa thinks about it, it’s probably the late night gaming sessions to blame; Kuroo’s stupid little discord icon is always online. “If it was already rolled into a blunt, it might be that simple…”

“Would you stop overthinking whatever is on your mind and just spit it out.” Oikawa grunts.

“I think we have to roll it first.” he says matter of factly. “Tooru, why didn’t you buy them pre-rolled?”

“I didn’t think that far!” Oikawa defends himself. He’s never going to do anything nice for Kuroo again. Not with all these criticisms. “We can roll it. We’ll figure it out.”

Well, they try to figure it out. The two of them huddle around Kuroo’s tiny phone screen and watch a video on how to do it. Apparently the first step is grinding their weed.

Oikawa frowns. “Do you have a grinder?”

Kuroo tilts his head, confused. “Like the dating app? Obviously not what do you think—”

Oikawa smacks him with the nearest pillow. “Were you even watching the video? I meant a literal grinder dumbass.”

Kuroo smacks him back, and Oikawa briefly feels like he’s been sent to another dimension and back . “Hey!” he says, irritated. “I told you only Iwa-chan can hit me!”

“We don’t have a grinder. Why does it need to be grinded anyway? Won’t that just dilute the effects or whatever? Let’s move on to the next step.”

Oikawa is dubious about Kuroo’s logic but he has nothing to contribute except pure vibes so he just shrugs. He lets Kuroo unpause the video without saying a word.

He’s so glad nobody is watching them do this, because as the video progresses he realises they have literally none of the things they need to roll a blunt. A grinder? Tobacco paper? All they have is Kuroo’s student card that they’re using to transfer the weed from the table and back into the little bag. This is so embarrassing to witness.

Oikawa watches as Kuroo rips a random piece of paper out of a tiny notebook. “Tetsu,” he finally speaks up when Kuroo tries to roll his blunt like it’s sushi. In the same way that he would not eat Kuroo’s homemade sushi, he is notsmoking this blunt. “This isn’t right. We can’t light this shit up.”

Kuroo sighs, absolutely resigned— he looks like he wishes he was never even born. Oikawa notes that this is just his resting face (some people have resting bitch face, but Kuroo just looks like he’s been let down one too many times).

Kuroo looks so hopeless sometimes that Oikawa wonders how the hell he was ever allowed on the Freshers Welcoming Committee. What kind of image would the university be selling if their very own students looked depressed? They should have picked someone fresh and pretty, like Oikawa, instead.

“Well, do youhave any better ideas?” Kuroo huffs.

“Don’t you know any stoners in the area? As a RA, I would’ve thought you at least had some connections. Come on, use your status of authority and hook us up.”

“It’s exactly because I’m a RA that I can’t just fucking ask.” Kuroo groans. “What image would I be putting out if I, the authority figure, started asking my residents how to roll a blunt? They’d think I’m a loser.”

Oikawa lets him have his little drama queen moment. Kuroo always does this; he acts like he’s given up and then a few minutes later he has a new plan. He looks around Kuroo’s room in the meantime.

There’s a growing pile of dirty laundry on the floor. A stack of clothes building up in a heap on his chair. A number of old takeaway boxes that he has yet to throw out. Yep, it’s confirmed. Kuroo Tetsurou is your typical dirty ass college student.

“Wait!” Kuroo suddenly exclaims, pulling out his phone and typing a message on his phone at lightning fast speed. “I do know someone. She’s also a RA and definitely won’t rat us out.”

Oikawa cheers and claps his hands. “We’re saved! Hopefully she can pull through.”

Kuroo looks smug. “Oh trust me. She will.”

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“What the fuck?” Oikawa immediately slams the door and whisper shouts, “Why the hell would you ask Y/N for help? She’s myRA.”

“Uh,” Kuroo scratches his head before giving him a pleased smile, “Because she’s not a snitch? Because she goes to frat parties and definitely knows how to roll a blunt? Because we’re two idiots who don’t know what they’re doing? Come on, aren’t you into her?”

“Wha— I am not— Why the fuck is your voice so loud?” Oikawa wants to strangle him. “Why would you not tell me she’s coming?”

A knock interrupts their whispered shouting. “Are you guys gonna keep me standing here all night?”

Oikawa turns to Kuroo in panic, and his only response is to shrug. Fuck Kuroo. He is never, ever, ever,going to do anything nice for Kuroo again. “I didn’t tell you because I knew you’d act like this and run away. She’s our only option— we can’t let this weed go to waste.”

Kuroo pushes him to the side and opens the door, and all Oikawa can do is force a blank expression on his face to hide how he’s really feeling. It’s just Y/N, Oikawa reminds himself. His pretty RA.

The door opens and you walk in, wearing an oversized button up shirt and leggings. This zoom aesthetic outfit should not look that good.

Your hot and sexy RA, the demonic voice whispers in Oikawa’s head. Sometimes, Oikawa deludes himself into thinking that he’s going to focus on his studies at college and not be distracted by relationships. But when the devil can’t reach him, he sends you and Oikawa knows, without a doubt, that he is fucked. (or wants to be).

“Hey Tooru,” you greet, sinister smile on your face, “Thanks for slamming the door in my face.”

Oikawa pouts, “I didn’t know you were coming. We’re supposed to hide drugs from RAs, not ask them to roll blunts for us.”

“Where is it?” you ask, and Kuroo happily directs you to his desk.

“We’ve never done it before,” Kuroo explains shamelessly, before Oikawa can stop him, “so we don’t have any supplies. I’m not even going to describe to you what we were doing before I texted you.”

You laugh and Oikawa frowns. Even your stupid laugh is cute. “Okay, I can help. But can I collect my payment first?”

“What payment?” Oikawa asks, confused.

Kuroo lets out a forced laugh, doing a time-out motion but you just raise an eyebrow at him. “Kuroo said—”

Oikawa goes to speak but before he can, Kuroo’s hand slaps it over his mouth and says, “Give us a minute will you, let me just speak to him over there.”

Kuroo drags him to the bathroom before you can get another word in. Oikawa waits until he closes the door before he says “Explain before I tell the girl you’ve been crushing on down the hall that you’ve had wet dreams about her for the past week now.”

“You bastard!”

“Explain!”

Oikawa smacks Kuroo’s arm. “What does she mean by payment?”

“Well,” Kuroo says, clasping his hands in front of him to look like the picture of a good boy. It works on lesser mortals usually, but Oikawa’s immune to his petty ways— he is not fooled. “I knew the only way she’d come was if I told her that you would…”

“I would…” Oikawa’s patience is growing thin. “Speak up asshole!”

Kuroo huffs. “I told her that we needed some help for our little problem, and I may have vaguely, loosely, noncommittally, said that you would kiss her for helping.”

Oikawa hits him again and Kuroo just takes it. The mark of the guilty. “Tetsu! Why the fuck would you say that?”

“Because!” Kuroo pouts. “I know she’s into you, and she would have come over if I said that. And I also knew you wouldn’t mind, because you yearnfor her with your di—”

Oikawa covers his ears. He can’t believe Kuroo would betray him once again. Actually, he  can believe it. This stupid rooster head is conniving in his own ways. It’s quite frankly the only explanation he has on how he became volleyball captain in high school.

(Okay, Kuroo is also nice and super funny, but that is notOikawa’s point right now.)

“Tooruuuu,” Kuroo whines, shaking him by the shoulders, “I mean if you really don’t want to kiss her, it’s fine. We don’t have to smoke, we can just tell her to beat it and watch a movie.”

But here’s the thing. Anger, betrayal and other unforgivable sins aside, Oikawa does want to kiss you. Carefully, he starts, “She’s into me?”

Kuroo nods confidently. “Well she’s here isn’t she? Ready to collect payment.”

Oikawa turns to the mirror and fluffs his hair, “I guess I can take one for the team. I do look cute today.”

He opens his mouth and breathes on Kuroo, “Does my breath smell weird?”

Kuroo’s nose crinkles, “Can’t you smell that shit yourself? It smells fine, I guess.”

Oikawa gasps dramatically. “Just fine? That means it smells like ass. I can’t kiss Y/N with bad breath, where the hell is your mouthwash?”

Kuroo sighs, crouching down to open a cupboard below the sink. He hands him a bottle, “Here you go.”

After what feels like an eternity in the bathroom getting ready to kiss you, Oikawa decides he’s ready to make the ultimate sacrifice and pucker up his frog lips to kiss the princess. He says this to Kuroo who scoffs, “Don’t act like you wouldn’t have done this out of free will.”

Oikawa glares at him. “People who sold my body for free blunt rolls aren’t allowed to speak. Stay here while I secure the deal.”

“What!” Kuroo exclaims, trying to leave the bathroom. “Why do I have to stay here?”

“Because why the hell should you watch me kiss her?” Oikawa protests. “You absolute freak.”

Oikawa walks out of the bathroom before he can say anything else. In the time they were in the bathroom, he finds that you made yourself comfortable and took a seat on Kuroo’s bed.

Oikawa clears his throat. “Sorry about that. Small misunderstanding. I’m ready to provide payment.”

You tilt your head to the side. “You don’t have to do it.”

“What?” Oikawa can’t hide his frown. “You don’t want me to kiss you?”

“No.” you say simply, clearly checking him out from where you’re sitting. “Not if you don’t want to kiss me.”

“So you are into me.” Oikawa teases, giddy with excitement, while you sputter, “I didn’t fucking say that.”

“Is that why you’re always hanging around my room? I thought you were just a dedicated RA and—”

“Tooru, you’re the one who keeps locking yourself out of your room.”

“Well maybe there’s a reason why a smart guy like me would accidentally lock myself out of my room.” Oikawa teases as he sits down next to you on the bed.

“I thought you just liked annoying me.” you roll your eyes.

“I do,” Oikawa says, looking down before looking up through his eyelashes, trying to look seductive. “But mostly, you just look good standing by my door.”

You shake your head, smiling. “Well, are you going to kiss me? I’ve been waiting since the start of the semester.”

But before he can even lean in, a loud banging from the bathroom door interrupts, “Are you guys done yet? I just washed my sheets and—”

“Shut the hell up!” Oikawa yells, as you laugh. “Sorry about him.”

You poke at his side. “It’s okay. Here, let me roll the blunt first.”

Oikawa watches as you pull out a piece of gum and separate it from its wrapper. “I don’t have any rolling paper right now, but gum wrapper works.”

It’s something so simple but god you’re hot.

You shake your head laughing as you roll it. “Next time, just ask me when you want to smoke. I have connections, and this is really old school.”

“Okay.” Oikawa says, focused on the way you lick the wrapper to seal it, “Yeah, next time.”

“I’ll only do one because you losers have never done this before, and I don’t want any liability. Open the window when you light it up, or the smoke alarm might ring.”

Oikawa just nods obediently.

“Do you know how to inhale it properly?”

“Can you teach me?”

“Just inhale it and keep it in as long as you can.” you explain. “Try not to cough.”

“That’s vague.” Oikawa whines and you laugh.

“Sorry, you didn’t pay for smoking lessons.” you respond.

“I haven’t paid at all.”

“So? Pay now.” you tease, a challenging glint in your eyes as you lean in for what you’ve been waiting for.

It was a fairytale kind of kiss. Pure. Disney-friendly. Heartwarming. The stuff of dreams. At least that’s how he’ll describe it to Iwaizumi when he calls him. In truth, it was rather… slutty (feminist).

If Oikawa thinks about it, it couldn’t really have gone any other way. It’s been a long semester for him too. You’ve been a menace. Sometimes, Oikawa leaves his dorm at the tender hour of three in the afternoon, and you’re strutting about in tight leggings and a crop top. I mean, how is he supposed to pay attention in class after experiencing a debilitating event like that? Life could be so sick and twisted.

So really, he just says fuck this and goes for it. The Oikawa from a few months ago would have settled for a quick kiss, even just a little peck, but the current Oikawa has been through it. So what if he uses tongue? If his hands end up wandering elsewhere? If he cops a feel of your ass? Who can blame him? Live, laugh, lobotomy or whatever those inspirational quotes say.

Before it can go further though, Kuroo exits the bathroom, covering his eyes and yelling “Okay enough, you guys are done. Do it in your own time.”

The two of you laugh, though he pouts when you pull away. You give him a quick peck, before gathering yourself and walking to the door. “You know where to find me.”

“Thanks for the text, Tetsu. You can open your eyes now.”

Oh, how Oikawa lovesto watch you go.

The door closes behind you and Kuroo quickly assesses the state of his room. He looks at Oikawa who has a shit eating grin on his face and says, “You look too happy. I don’t think it was just a simple kiss.”

Oikawa smirks. “Sorry, I don’t kiss and tell.”

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Oikawa did bring something other than the weed and his cute self— a lighter. He takes it out of his pocket and says, “Let’s light this bad boy up.”

They’re like two little rats, huddling up at Kuroo’s desk. Oikawa starts the lighter while Kuroo holds the blunt. And without a drumroll, it’s lit.

Oikawa whoops as he watches Kuroo put one end of the blunt to his mouth and take a drag. Kuroo’s chest rises as he inhales, and he thinks it’s a successful hit until Kuroo breaks out into a coughing fit.

“God,” Oikawa sighs, taking the blunt from him, “Do you need water or something?”

Kuroo continues to cough and shakes his head, raising his hand. His eyes are watering and Oikawa feels a little bad, but he can’t help but say, “Man, you’re so weak.’

Kuroo glares at him, but it doesn’t have the same effect when his eyes are all watery and he’s wheezing like an asthmatic. “You try it then!”

Oikawa rolls his eyes. How hard could it be?

He brings the blunt to his mouth and takes a deep inhale. He tries to follow what you said, but all he can remember is his hands on your ass. The only warning he gets is a slight tickle at his throat before he too, is subject to a coughing fit.

Kuroo laughs, taking the blunt from him. “Ah, Oikawa Tooru. Who’s the loser now?”

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They do end up getting used to it, passing it back and forth, until they end up lying on Kuroo’s dirty carpeted floor.

They’re blasting some random Spotify playlist in the background, and Oikawa suddenly feels a little emotional. Who knew this stupid rooster head he got randomly paired up with in his freshman year would end up being one of his best friends? And now they’re sharing a new experience together, lighting their first blunt. It’s so wholesome he’s lowkey tearing up.

“Bro,” Kuroo says concerned, “Are you crying?”

“Shut up!” Oikawa says, covering his face with his hands. “There’s just something in my eye.”

“Like what? Dust?” Kuroo snickers. “You’re totally emotional right now. I can’t believe you’re an emo stoner.”

“Literally shut the fuck up.” Oikawa grunts, feeling lame as fuck as he wipes his eyes. He blames it on the drugs. “I’m just so sad… about my big fat juicy ass.”

He wishes he could immortalize Kuroo’s face the moment he hears the words. But his senses are dulled, brain feeling fuzzy— all he can remember is Kuroo wheezing on the ground as tears stream down his face. “You,” he wheezes,  “your ass is not even that—”

Oikawa tries to smack him but he swings into thin air. “Fuck off, you can’t say anything!”

“It’s not big at all.”

“You have no room to speak, flat ass.” Oikawa says, wiping his tears.

Silence fills the air for a while. It’s peaceful, and Oikawa thinks he might fall asleep until—

“My ass is notflat. Take that shit back.”

Nevermind.

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Oikawa wishes he could say all the time he spends in the gym is paying off. To be fair, he does think his ass is getting fatter and his biceps are bigger than they were before. But doesn’t working out help you get stronger too? Kuroo doesn’t even fucking go to the gym and he can still hold his own against him in an arm wrestling competition.

After a non-homoerotic fisting session (do you mean a fist fight? Iwaizumi had asked, horrified when Oikawa retells the story later on. He isn’t an idiot, he knows what he means but he thinks it’s funny to tease him), they settle down.

They’re still lying on the carpet, just two bros vibing in this chaotic world.

“Tooru, can you lower the music? I think I can hear something.”

Oikawa glances over. “Oh, that was just me bro. I farted.”

Kuroo looks over in disgust. “Okay gross. But I’m serious, I can hear a beeping sound.”

Oikawa sighs as he rolls over, grabbing the phone to do as he’s told.

“I can’t hear anything.”

Kuroo shushes him, looking so concentrated Oikawa think he mights shit his pants, and then his eyes widen. “Oh fuck,oh god it’s the smoke detector! Get the fuck up right now, fuck—”

Oikawa rises faster than the second coming of Christ. Alarm bells go off in his head. “Oh my god,”  he yells, staring at the smoke detector, “oh fuck, what do we do—”

But Kuroo is already going through the five stages of grief, holding his head in his hands.  “I’m going to get fired. I’m going to be homeless. I’m going to be the first RA fired for smoking weed and getting caught—”

Oikawa cannot let his bro do this to himself. He slaps Kuroo with all the love he has for him and grabs him by the shoulder. “Tetsu, listen to me. You’re not going to get caught, get your shit together right now.”

Suddenly, your words from earlier flash through his head. “The window! Tetsu, the window!”  Oikawa yells, pushing Kuroo towards it. “Open the damn window, I’ll start fanning the smoke.”

Kuroo stumbles his way to the window, panic making his hands clumsy, proving to be detrimental to his task. Eventually,he manages to pull it open, while Oikawa flaps a pillow at the smoke as if he’s a bird trying to take flight.

“Shut up already!” Oikawa yells at the detector, as if it could listen to him.

Kuroo takes the blunt they were smoking and throws it into a week old cup of coffee laying around on his desk. It’s only after all these measures that the smoke detector finally stops ringing.

The adrenaline rushes out of their system like the smoke and they fall to the floor, looking like the final five minutes of a yoga class.

Oikawa’s heart hasn’t even found peace before Kuroo lifts his head and asks, “Wanna try rolling another one?”

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Oikawa is what mere mortals would call a genius. But only selectively, because it’s too much effort to be good at everything. Sometimes, even geniuses like him want to have fun.

But on the rare day that being a genius and having fun aligns, it’s a damn good day.

“You cannot call yourself a genius for rolling a blunt.” Kuroo scoffs, but he’s simply jealous that when he tried, all the weed kept falling out. “Y/N taught you so it’s not a fair fight.”

“Unfortunately, I just watched her.” Oikawa sighs, thinking about how you could teach him while sitting on his lap. Next time.

“You gonna date her?” Kuroo asks, passing the blunt to him.

“I don’t know. It’s not like we talked about it. I’ll think about it later.” Oikawa takes a drag and breathes out. “I doubt she’s looking for anything serious.”

He passes the blunt back to Kuroo who takes a long, long drag. It makes Oikawa laugh,  “Woah, take it easy bro.”

“It’s fine.” he shrugs it off. “I need it.”

“Damn, you really have been stressed, huh?” Oikawa says, patting his shoulder. “Do you wanna talk about it?”

“Don’t tell me you’re getting all emo again.” Kuroo teases. “I don’t want to think about any of it right now anyway. This is nice.”

“I know.” Oikawa marvels. “I can’t believe this is the first time we’ve tried to destress like this.”

“I think my methods are fine.”

“Eating three pints of ice cream every time you fail a test is far from fine.”

“Yeah it is. It makes me happy.”

Oikawa shrugs and lets it go. Really, he can’t argue with that. Who is he to prevent Kuroo from getting diabetes?

“Speaking of happiness, you know what would be good right now?” Kuroo asks.

Oikawa shakes his head.

“Chicken nuggets and fries.”

“Bro.”

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In times of need, they call their honorary college bro: Bokuto.

Also known as Kuroo’s high school volleyball bronemesis, the sass master, Oikawa’s gym buddy and many other names.

Today, he is their delivery man.

Kuroo puts him on speaker. “Hey! What’s up bro?”

“I’m with Tooru.”

“Hey bro!” Oikawa pipes up.

“Bro! Where are you guys?”

“Nothing you want to know—” Oikawa says mysteriously at the same time Kuroo says, “We’re smoking weed in an empty parking lot.”

“Say no more.” Bokuto says.

“Bro, you love us right?” Kuroo asks.

There’s a silence and then comes Bokuto’s hesitant voice, “What do you need?”

“Can you buy us chicken nuggets and fries from McDonalds?”

“I want coke!” Oikawa hurriedly adds.

“Two cokes,” Bokuto confirms, “I’ll meet you at Tetsu’s dorm?”

“Yeah, we’ll be there.”

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The two bros skip their way back to Kuroo’s dorm holding hands. What a sight that would have been, but it’s college. Surely, there’s been weirder encounters.

Bokuto arrives a few minutes later, and is greeted by their cheers.

“Our Saviour is here!” Oikawa whoops, grabbing the food and drinks out of Bokuto’s hands, as Kuroo launches himself onto Bokuto for a hug.

“Bro! Did you get that sauce I like?”

Bokuto rolls his eyes. For the first time ever,he’s the most sensible one in the room. “Of course, how could I forget?”

Oikawa is smiling, but not at them. At the food, which he is carefully setting up on the floor. He hopes Kuroo has vacuumed this floor at least once this semester. He knows he’s going to drop a fry on the floor, and he’s not physically okay enough to calculate how much bacteria builds up on a french fry after the five second rule.

(Later, he drops a french fry and eats it anyway.)

Like all good things, their night ends. McDonalds devoured, and heart finally at peace— Oikawa is ready to go home.

“Let’s do this again bro!” he says as he gives Kuroo a hug.

“After finals?” Kuroo says, squeezing him tight.

“Sure.”

“Text me when you’re home. Love you bro.”

“Love you too, Tetsu.” Oikawa says, smiling. His heart feels warm at the sentiment. He was about to bully Kuroo into saying Oikawa is the best roommate in the world, but he’ll settle for love you bro.

Fuck toxic masculinity.

Bokuto drives him home, although his dorm is only two blocks away and bids his goodbyes too. He feels happy; there’s stars in the sky, weed in his system. What more could he ask for but sleep?

When he arrives at his front door, getting ready to put his key in the lock, he pauses. He turns his head to the left, and looks at the door at the far end.

He’s drawn to it, and finds himself knocking before he can have any second thoughts.

He hears footsteps at the door, and there’s a brief nerve-wrecking moment where he’s tempted to run away— then the door opens, revealing you in a massive t-shirt.

“Hi.” Oikawa greets, feeling sheepish now that you’re in front of him. “Am I bothering you?”

You smile softly at him. “No, I was waiting for you.”

a/n:you’re welcome. just kidding!! this is one of my most favourite fics so i hope you enjoyed reading it… i tend to write a lot of serious long fics so it must be weird seeing this but alas, i have hidden depths. two buddies smoking weed can be so personal.

writing silly fics like these make me wonder why i torture myself with all my long fics… p.s some scenes may or may not be based off of my irl experiences… heh

haikyuu!! characters as bed sharing AU’s

taken of pinterest!

characters in question: kiyoomi sakusa, miya atsumu, kenma kozume, suna rintaro, tobio kageyama, kuroo tetsuro, akaashi keiji

kiyoomi sakusa - the “you have too much nightmares, let me try this method on you”

• When you look at Sakusa, you wouldn’t guess any of his weaknesses… well except for one maybe
• He always speaks so confidently, if he doesn’t feel secure, he just doesn’t speak
• So even if you’ve been their manager for… several years, you still know as much about this man’s weaker sides as if you met him yesterday, or even less. 
• The surprise on your face when you binge watched a series at night, and you suddenly felt the scream definitely coming from outside your headphones was indescribable 
• Was the room next to yours… Sakusa’s?
• you thought nothing of it, but night after night, you heard a lot more, you heard crying, ventilating, calling out random names, and finally you decided that not only is this interrupting your sleep, it’s not healthy for the wing spiker either
• come on, the next day is game day, he has to be on his best abilities 
• nobody wants to deal with grumpy kiyoomi, nobody has the guts
• so you remember a method your friend has told you about that their s/o uses on them 
• it took a lot of courage, but there you are, about to knock on his door… 

Sakusa flinched hearing knocks on his door. That definitely wasn’t just a comeback from a dream. Someone’s knocking on his door. Was he being too loud? Did he wake someone up? He prays that it’s just someone wanting something, even if it’s around 2AM, and who on earth would want someone at 2AM. 

Normally he would’ve been pissed off, but now he wished for this scenario to come true. 

He put on a hoodie before opening the door, since it was cold outside the sheets, besides, who wants to see him in his underwear, right? Especially if it’s marvel themed-

The look on his face when he sees his crush on the other side of the door is priceless. He can practically feel his face going all red. 

“Can I help you?” he clears his throat and says lazily, pretending to be annoyed by the fact you allegedly woke him up, even though the tears still flow down his cheeks. 

“No, but I can help you” you say, just as embarrassed as he is, and it doesn’t help when he raises his eyebrows like that, so you quickly add “That is, if you like, please feel comfortable to tell me to piss off if I’m being too much, but I have a friend with a problem simmilar to yours and I just…”

“Okay, I’m listening” he interrupts, causing you to look up at him. 

When you explain the idea to him, he’s more than pessimistic, he’s laughing in your face, mumbling something about how he thanks you for your concern, but… 

You took the opportunity that you’re both sitting on his bed, and just lay on your back. 

“Come on, just try” 

“No!” he answers almost immediately, but, as he’s also a man of logic… 

He really has to be on his best tomorrow, and you’re his only hope at the moment. He reluctantly lays down next to you, and your hand guides his face near your neck. 

“Fine, but only so you stop with this idea already. It’s not gonna work.”

You’re both extremely out of your comfort zones, but you’re slowly adjusting. You feel him nuzzle closer, and your hair just instinctly lands in his hair, curling one little curl on your finger. 

His showergel smells amazing, by the way. It puts you to sleep instantly, but you know you can’t be the one to pass out first. After a while of silence, you ask him if his trial run has expired already, but there’s no response. His breath evens out, and you’re too afraid to stir away far enough to check if his eyes are closed. 

“Kiyoomi? Are you asleep?” you ask, but again, there’s no response. 

Oh well. 

The next morning he’s so embarrassed that the idiotic idea worked, he can’t even look you in the eyes at breakfast. 

atsumu miya as “you’ve been so dejected lately i feel too bad to leave you alone at night” 

• He didn’t ask for this at all, but yet you ended up being his roommate. 
• A roommate who was recently going through an extemely tough time. 
• Seriously, even he feels bad seeing you all in tears all the time, mindless look and not paying attention to anything
• Even though you weren’t each other’s favorite people in the world before, you ended up getting closer over the fact that he was the only one to see you at the worst moments
• You hated that, but what can you do, there’s no safer place to cry in than your dorm
• And even though he kinda made fun of it at first, the longer it kept going, the more concerned he’d get
• It got to a point where he literally wouldn’t leave you alone 
• While still pretending not to like you, of course
• Have you eaten? Have you drank something? Have you even left your bed today? How long did you sleep last night? Not at all? You idiot, start taking care of yourself. 
• You dumbass, you dummy, you moron, you absolute fricking mess
• Some of your friends consider him your boyfriend, judging from the messages you get from him
• “Dummy, there’s a granola bar in your bag, better eat it” “Hey idiot, I had to run to practice early today. Are you feeling less shitty than yesterday?” 
• He noticed that, as it is logical, your mood proggressively gets worse as you get tired 
• And that you actually learned how to cry without sobbing so you don’t wake him up, how thoughtful of you
• Well your mistake, now you have an 80kg volleyball player over you. 

“Atsu, what’re you doing?” you ask in a tired voice, covering your face with a pillow. 

“You’re crying.” he states bluntly, staring at you like a four-year-old. 

“Observant, are we?”

“Hey. Dumbass. You didn’t cry for so long already, what happened?” he whispers, sitting by your side, and you can’t mumble words, feeling so ashamed you want to disappear. You fall on your back and pretend not to notice the question. 

He sighs audiably. 

“Alright then, just know you brought this on yourself” he states, and before you can ask why, he’s already laying beside you. 

“W-what’re you doing?” you scream-whisper, right into his blonde hair, and he shivers at the feeling. 

“I’m comforting you, isn’t it obvious, you moron?” he hisses. “Although, I can see my mistake now” he states, and you think he’s gonna go back to his own bed, but no, he grabs you by the waist and rolls over, so now you lay on top of him, flustered as ever, thankful for the light being off, at least he doesn’t see your tomato-like face. 

“But- Atsumu, please go to your own bed” you plea, but he shakes his head, eyes already closed. 

“Nu-uh” he answers “Yours is more comfy, anyway” he jokes, making you chuckle through the tears. 

He puts his hand on the back of your head and puts it on his chest. 

“Goodnight, dipshit” he whispers, and you manage to fall alseep listening to the steady beat of his heart. 

No tears, he’d feel them anyway. 

kenma kozume as “the heater broke and i’m cold as hell, can you come here?”

• this should not have happened
• the guy looks miserable
• but, you see, he’s doesn’t have the biggest amount of muscles in his body, his not as ripped as his highschool friends
• body fat? also no, he’s a skinny, fairly tall boy who gets cold really easily
• for real, he’s wearing a hoodie at all times, and in winter, he looks like a shell of himself
• so you’re over at Kuroo’s house on a New Year’s party
• the party ended like an hour ago, everyone is asleep
• (Lev’s gonna be so dead when Yaku wakes up and finds the tall guy’s head on his stomach) 
• you’re almost sound asleep in Kuroo’s guest bedroom, so gracefully given to you by the host
• the only other person in the room is Kenma, who originally slept in Kuroo’s room together with his best friend, but got annoyed by the weird questions him and Bokuto kept asking
• so he asked you if he can sleep on the couch in the room 
• why wouldn’t you say yes? 
• earlier that night Kuroo burnt pizza in the oven, so you all opened almost every window in the house to get the smell to leave
• and kinda forgot to close the ones in the bedrooms
• but no worries, you have a radiator
• …right? 
• why is the radiator set on the highest temperature and still stone cold? 
• well, doesn’t matter, you can just wrap yourself in the heavy sheets
• Kenma, on the other hand, only has a small blanket
• And since it’s a party, he’s wearing a shirt, not a hoodie 
• The boy’s freezing 

“Hey, are you asleep?” you hear a very quiet whisper coming from the couch. 

“Thought you’re here cause you couldn’t stand the chit-chat, Kenma?” you ask with a grin on your face. 

“Yeah, right. Sorry.” he mumbles and you hear him shift in his spot, visibly annoyed by the circummstances. There’s a moment of silence, in which he can feel his face almost burn down from embarrassment. 

Oh, my god, you sound like you’re annoyed with him here. Areyou? Come on, tell him you aren’t. He should just let you sleep. 

But does he really want to spend the rest of his night feeling his feet hurt from cold? Fuck, Kuroo, you and your stupid pizza. 

He gets up, tightly wrapped in his blanket, and checks the radiator. 

“It’s definitely broke” he sighs, touching the cold surface, and turns back to the couch, falling on it face down, letting out a groan. 

You giggle at his action, and he opens his eyes immediately, hearing the sound of your voice. 

“Kenma… I offered you the bed once already, it’s warmer” you start, but he raises his hand and shakes it in a disagreeing gesture. 

“No no, please, don’t worry” he mumbles against the couch, trying to ignore the, ironically, burning sensation in his legs. Is this a bedroom or is this Antarctica?

“Oh, come on” you say, opening the sheets. “We don’t want you to freeze, do we now?” 

Oh my god, what did you do. There’s so much thoughts racing through his mind right now. Should he do it? It sounds so nice… But should he really?

Fuck it, he thinks, you’re offering, he can’t turn down an offer from you. 

He lazily walks over to the bad and lays down next to you, at a reasonable distance, only to hear you laugh again. He spares you an annoyed glance, and you shake your head slightly, rolling over next to him, covering him with the sheets you have wrapped around yourself so tightly, and using his chest as a pillow. 

Hold on, that’s not what he signed up for. Why are you… How…? 

He hesitantly and gently puts his arm around you, relaxing his body, the scent of your shampoo making him slightly dizzy. 

Please don’t notice how fast his heart is racing. This is fine. It doesn’t mean anything, he can promise. 

rintaro suna as “hey dude, i hear cuddling helps you sleep, wanna try?”

• the most chill person out there 
• literally you would never have guessed how nervous he was before asking you 
• it’s  just another week, another game and another hotel you are all staying in 
• and fate is definitely on his side today, since his bedroom is literally next door to yours
• he got to your door and left without doing anything about three times before he eventually decided to be a man and knock
• has a master plan in his mind
• he’s gonna show you a website with an article about how cuddling (allegedly) makes you sleep better 
• and he’s just gonna be so causal about it 
• he’s just gonna knock, put on an emotionless smirk and ask you, just like he always does
• but here’s the think, he’s not so chill on the outside
• “how should I call them? their name? a pet name? bro? no, too much” 
• but, he does end up knocking 

“Hey, Y/N, what’s up?” you turn your head to the door to see a figure of Suna in only his underwear and an oversize t-shirt with the logo of some metal band. 

“Shouldn’t you be asleep?” you ask, voice hoarse as you were already drifting off. 

“I read this super cool thing, wanna see?” he seems not to mind your comment, as he walks over to your bed and practically throws himself beside you, not minding you laying there, shoving his phone in your hands. 

“… help you fall asleep in just three minutes…” you’re mumbling under your breath as you read the headline. “Rin, this sounds so fake” you laugh, falling back on your pillows, as he sighs. 

“I wanna try, and it’s either you or Kita, and he gives me serial killer vibes” he mutters, earning yet another serie of laughter from you. 

But seeing the serious hint in his eyes, you lift your hands in surrendering gesture. 

“Go on with it, Mr Romantic” you state, watching in amusement as he groans at the comment and burries his face in your pillow. 

You’re sure this is him considering this mission a failed one and giving up, but then he looks up 

“Well, are you coming?” he asks completely serious, and you have nothing left to do than hug him and settle your face in the crook of his neck, not minding as his breathing lifts your hair from time to time and tingles your skin. 

Can someone feel your blush through their skin? You surely hope not. 

tobio kageyama as the almighty “the hotel room has only one king size bed and we need to share”

• He never would’ve thought his teammates would betray him like this
• What the hell do they mean there’s only two people rooms available and they’re all in pairs already
• Honestly, primary school all over again
• ugh
• His perfectly happy to be sleeping alone, when he finds out you’re his roommate
• this is fine tobio, don’t freak out
• well he’s composed about it
• a little bit of a “tch” and “well I guess there’s nothing we can do about it”
• internally he’s a little girl now, but you never would’ve guessed judging by the annoyed grimace on his face
• because how does it matter if you’re sleeping in the same room, it’s not like he was planning to run around naked, right?
• it all changes once you press the card to open the room, and when he so gentleman-like lets you enter first, you find out there’s only one, big, king sized bed for couples exclusively
• the only thing missing are rose petals and candles prepared for newlyweds
• you try so so hard not to burst out laughing
• when he enters, he becomes as white as the walls around
• he can’t process this, what the fu-
• bet he’s spending hours at the reception desk explaining it’s a huge mistake
• unfortunately, these were the only rooms left, sorry not sorry, you’re sleeping together
• and that brings you to the situation you’re in currently

He’s almost over the edge of making a wall of pillows between you two. You can’t help but feel a tiny bit offended by it, but you know he’s probably just super hyper embarrassed.

“Yama, who don’t you trust, me, or yourself?” you ask with a proud grin painting your lips as you sit on your side, sheets tucked around your waist, back rested on the wall behind you.

He gives you an annoyed glance, before answering:

“It’s not that”

Once he says that, he proceeds to somehow nestle himself in, but he looks like one of those dolls that come with a bedroom furnishing, almost lifeless, resting on his back with hands straight down his body, eyes fixed on the ceiling.

“Relax, will you?” you giggle “You have a game tomorrow, grumpy face”

He rolls his eyes.

You shake your head and turn off the light, mumbling a quiet goodnight, as you turn to your side and place a hand under your head, back facing Kageyama.

Well, this is gonna be a long night, or so you think, up until he falls asleep.

You can physically feel him move around, and you think that’s what’s keeping you awake.

It takes a while for you to realize the star valley ball player is getting unconsciously closer, up until you can feel his breath on your neck.

Ironically enough, it’s you who’s all stiff and nervous now, when suddenly you feel his arm go around your waist.

“Oh you’ve gotta be kidding me” you mutter, but he shifts dangerously when you speak, so you have to give up side commentary.

You decided to tease him just a bit. He’s the one who’s gonna be flustered when he wakes up, you’re on a winning side by being awake.

You smile to yourself before shifting your body closer to his. He sighs contently, almost making you laugh.

Oh how you want him to wake up and see already.

tetsuro kuroo as “we fell asleep on the couch together and now my hand is in your hair and you’re breathing directly on my neck”

• you’re over studying, or just helping him with something
• the point is, you were working all day
• at some point he suggests getting pizza
• hell yeah, pizza
• you order a little bit too much of it, but since you both are suckers for pizza, nobody can back up first
• and as you know, people tend to get sleepy after they eat too much
• he has a wide couch, so you can both lay beside each other without having to lay ON each other
• and as you tend to get a little bit sleepy, you both shift to lay down instead of sitting, still focused on the work, though 
• you don’t know why, you don’t know how but it just happens that you fall asleep
• you obviously don’t see what happens after that, but Kuroo notices you asleep when he asks you multiple questions and you repeatedly don’t answer, he got it like around question number 4
• “Lazy much, huh, sleeping beauty?” he mutters to himself, but smiles unconsciously as he glances at your stoic face 
• and as if that subconsciously impacted his brain, soon enough he can’t find it in himself to keep his eyes open as well. 

Kuroo wakes up to an annoying pain in his neck, causing him to hiss and automatically  want to place his hand on the place that ached. Whoops, did he fall asleep on the couch again? Oh well, didn’t he have work to do? 

He lifts his hand as he wanted to, but suddenly he feels something shift beneath it, and when he looks down to see you, with your head rested on his chest, breathing slowly, a peaceful smile on your face. 

Your legs are tangled with his in some unexplicable manner, and as the man of logic he so obviously is, he can’t even begin to understand how that happened. 

Especially why his hand feels so in place, holding you by the waist, closer to himself, and the other one lost somewhere in your hair. 

You shift your head slightly up, and sigh contently, now breathing directly on the exposed part of his neck. He somehow manages to not shiver at the tingling sensation, getting more and more flustered by the second. 

His heart rate inscreases drastically, making him realize he’s stressed like he’d never been before, as he tries to make up his mind about whether to wake you up, gently push you off and let you rest, or maybe stay in place. 

He feels attracted to the last one, but knows it’d only be unfair to you. 

But you could wake up if he moved you, and you had a long day, after all… 

Maybe he’s gonna let you stay there. Not for long, only five… more… minutes…

keiji akashi as “you’re staying over at my place, you take the bed, i’ll sleep on the floor. no, really, i’m comfortable on the floor. GEEZ FINE we’ll both take the bed, ya happy now?

• You wanna know what got you in this situation huh
• well, you were over for dinner, but it started raining really heavily 
• like, really really heavily
• and akaashi being the sweetheart that he is, can’t let you go home like that
• it’s a long way to the train station, you’re gonna get sick, and what if there’s a traffic accident? he can’t have that
• (he just wants to spend more time with you but shh about that) 
• doesn’t matter how hard you try to convince him you’re gonna be fine. you’re staying and that’s final 
• it’s cute, he’s cute when he’s worried 
• well that brings you to where you are currently, already after your shower, dressed in one of akaashi’s t-shirts, oh this feels so couple-ish 
• you wait for him to finish with his night time routine in his room, admiring all the posters and childhood pictures he has
• he has the first ever selfie bokuto took with him framed 
• when he comes back, that’s when the problems start
• “Alright, well, let’s get some sleep, you can take my bed, and I’ll take the floor

And that’s what brings us to the guilt rising in your stomach as you settle in the guy’s sheets, inhaling the heavy scent of his shampoo from the pillow under your head. It’s his house, his bed, and yet he’s sleeping on the floor like some random guest. You’re the random guest here, you can’t help but feel like you’re crashing at his place against his will, and you’re making him uncomfortable.

“ ‘Kaashi?” you whisper, making his eyes open wide to see the dark ceiling of his room. There’s silence for a moment, and then he shifts to turn on the light once more.

“Yeah?” he sighs, bringing one hand up to his face to rub his eyes, unable to open them properly because of the sudden flush of light.

“Are you sure you don’t want to sleep on the bed?” you ask shyly, making him chuckle as he shakes his head.

“Yes, yes I’m sure. Goodnight” he states gently, turning on the light once again. This is gonna be a long night, he thinks.

You cannot catch your sleep. Damn it, damn your altruism and all that shit.

“Akaashi no, I can’t-“ you’re cut of by the sound of him laughing.

“Oh my god. Fine. If I move to the bed, will you sleep already?” he whines quietly, and seeing you nod in the dark, he gets up and picks up his pillow.

You get off the bed, wanting to swap places with him, but are held back by his hand.

“No, if you sleep on the floor, i won’t be able to close my eyes even for a second” he forbids gently, moving you back to where you were previously laying.

Oh boy, you both think, this is awkward, but the warmth of his body pressed next to yours makes it hard to be mad at him for stopping you from leaving.

This is gonna be a long night indeed.

kuroo tetsuro royalty au

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• ah yes, kuroo tetsuro, the next king in line, the one who was deemed as the most handsome prince with his eye catching smile and a face carved by god himself. he was adored amongst the people of the kingdom for his acts of heroism and selflessness.
• but there was only one slightproblem
• YOU HATED HIM
• kuroo tetsuro, in your words, was the most annoying bastard you had ever met.
• you had known kuroo ever since you were a child,, heck you were practically raised with him. your father was a knight that had saved the king’s life,, automatically earning your family a place in the king’s palace.
• people told you “you’re so lucky to know the prince so closely.” you considered it a punishment. all kuroo was, was a pain in your ass.
• oh the ridiculous amount of times he would snatch books out of your hands so you’d jump up to try and take them from him,, while he had that shit eating grin plastered on his face,,
• or when you were taking a bite of food and he’d appear out of nowhere just to shove the bite in his mouth
• or perhaps when he’d tell you the wrong dress codes for events or the wrong times and you’d either end up coming late or super early
• the worst however was when he KNOWINGLY proposed to you in front of half the palace to be his valentine
• and you obv couldn’t say NO because it was the bloody prince and apparently every1 dreamed to go out on a date with him
• so you just said yes and kuroo hugged you,, and then he whispered in your ear about how it’ll be the worst date of ur life
• “daydreaming about me, sweetheart?” a voice snaps you out of your thoughts. the voice that you could recognize from your grave. kuroo tetsuro.
• “don’t you ever shut up?” you hiss as you turn around. kuroo doesn’t seem to take the hint as he follows you.
• “awh, just admit it–you were missing me” kuroo ruffles your hair.
• “STOP RUFFLING MY HAIR I WORKED ON THAT HAIRSTYLE FOR 1 HOUR” you yell. “and why would I miss a man that has his head so far up his ass he can’t see anything but himself?”
• “at least, I don’t need a chair to stand on to talk to people,” he grins.
• “IF YOU INSULT MY HEIGHT ONE MORE TIME I WILL BURY YOU ALIVE” you hiss as you walk towards your chambers
• kuroo snickers, he’s always found your reactions to be amusing. It was always so much fun to push your buttons, wasn’t it? you were the one he looked around for, who’s reactions he wanted to see and the only one he wanted to annoy.
• and with that thought, he heads to his room
• a loud banging noise wakes him up. and kuroo can’t think straight. what was happening???
• and then it hits him like a train
• that was the sound alarm for when someone attacked the palace.
• kuroo jolts out of bed and his mind immediately goes to you. you’ve always been a heavy sleeper. even if hell broke lose you wouldn’t wake up.
• and kuroo just grabs his sword, no thoughts, head empty absolutely as he rushes to your room
• he barges in only to be decked in the face causing him to fall back
• “takethat you filthy–wait–KUROO??”
• kuroo groans in pain, clutching the left side of his face, “–ouch–WHY DID YOU PUNCH ME?”
• and ur like are you really THAT dumb the alarm is sounding and some random bastard barges into my room what do you think I’m going to do?????
• and he’s like “i don’t know take a quick scan before you punch them into the bloody oblivion???”
• and once kuroo removes his hand you can see a bruise forming on his left cheekbone alongside a cut,,
• “shit–i’m so sorry,” you mutter. “hold on, I got a first aid kit here.”
• “i don’t think we have time–the alarm–” just as kuroo says this, the alarm stops ringing.
• “seems like we got plenty, now shush.”
• you drag him into your bathroom, and he’s leaning on the counter, as you apply a little anti septic
• and kuroo flinches
• “sorry,” you mumble once again. “i really didn’t think you’d be coming here.”
• “of course I would,” kuroo replies. his voice is much deeper than you remember it to be, eyes focusing on you as if it’s the first time he’s looking at you.
• “i just figured I would be the last on your list of people to save,” you say under your breath, eyes not meeting his, but kuroo manages to hear it.
• “you’ve always been on top of any list i’ve written,” kuroo replies, as he puts the tip of his finger under your chin, to get you to look at him. “you’d only realize if you weren’t so busy hating me.”
• and ur like ????!!! wth are you talking about boi
• “are you really that oblivious to my feelings?” kuroo asks.
• FEELINGS??? WHAT FEELINGS
• the confusion on your face gives it away and kuroo doesn’t take to it too nicely
• so he just says,, “nevermind,” and he walks out of the bathroom. “mom and dad are probably looking for me. g’night.”
• and you realize,, you’ve spent so much time loathing kuroo’s annoying habits that you never really paid attention to all the nice things he did for you
• the amount of times he did your homework or taught you sword fighting, how you were always the first person he’d tell any good news too, how without fail he’d save you those little pizzas you’d like and made sure you’d eat, how he remembered your favorite flowers and placed them on your door every morning,
• how he’d be the only person you could talk to after a nightmare and how he’d wrap his arms around you when all you did was want to disappear from the world. all the times he made life much more bearable with his presence,,
• plus the valentines date he took you out on was actually fun. both of you ate your favorite ramen, saw a sky full of stars and even listened to some music together
• and suddenly it all made so much sense
• so you ran, ran all the way to kuroo’s rooms which made you realize ya got no leg strength babe wth ya doin
• you knock on his door and kuroo opens it and you can see his eyes are a bit red,, “did you come all the way here to reject me–”
• “i’m not oblivious to your feelings–imean–i am,” you say. “but only a little bit,” you smile sheepishly. “i do like you and i sure as hell would love it if we went out on another date.”
• “alright, a date it is then,” kuroo smiles. “and I’ll also bring a chair with me in case i’m not able to hear you.”
• yeah kuroo got decked in the face again for that one

hq boys (iwaizumi, ushijima, tsukki, kuroo) in the winters.

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iwaizumi

• oh boy you best believe, he won’t let you go out of the house without seven layers, ear muffs, mufflers, gloves. he’ll even get you to keep a small heater in the car and take it to work because he does NOT want you getting sick at all
• if you do fall sick, you will never hear the end of it. “i told you you should have worn more layers!”
• also takes pictures of you in the snow omg </3 but he doesn’t let you stay out for too long and drags you inside for hot chocolate.
• after you take a shower, he’ll be waiting outside the bathroom with a hair dryer, and the heater already on. will also buy matching pajamas to keep you both warm.

ushijima

• ushijima himself does not feel cold but whenever he sees you, he brings a big blanket, wraps it around you and then also wraps his arms around you. in a nutshell, he will use this opportunity to cuddle you to death
• he gets up in the morning and puts warm water in a hot water bottle and makes a cute little bag with different teas/instant coffee you can add to it. he’ll also add some warm cookies to it for you.
• is absolutely be shocked when you hit him a snowball and proceeds to pick up a buttload of snow and dunk it on you, grinning about how you asked for it
• if you ever tell him you’re cold, he’s going to offer you his jacket RIGHT there and then and he’ll take you home or back the car so that you can be warm

tsukki

• ok tsukki always lies about not feeling cold like bruh who are you kidding you’re literally SHIVERING
• and now you have to baby him into wearing socks and that means buying dino socks. he has big oversized jackets and he makes you snuggle with him. he never gets up from bed and will also force you to stay in.
• as much as he hates getting of bed, he’ll make you soup while grumbling about how you better be thankful that he loves you.
• he also loves it when you take hot showers with him [not in that way] but it’s just so intimate and both of you can just slip under the covers afterwards.

kuroo

• he’s cold and that means you’re cold. he’s going to make you wear fifty layers but that doesn’t mean he also won’t drag you outside for a snowball fight, making snowmans and snow angels
• kuroo is already very touchy-feely and in the winter, he never leaves you alone. absolutely to the type to say, “c’mere, let me warm your hands.”
• he uses this opportunity to kiss you because he thought your lips were freezing and starting to get blue [he’s lying]
• also he has some family hot chocolate recipe which is LITERALLY BRILLIANT and I swear you can taste the love he made it with.

It’s always about Kuroo x Kenma or Kuroo x Tsuki. What about Kenma x tsuki? Huh??

They would feed off each other’s energy

When Kenma’s social meter runs down that’s okay because Tsuki doesn’t talk much either

And they’re both snarky and sarcastic even they won’t hurt the others feelings

Short vamp Kuroo story

You invited him inside your home for the first time just weeks ago despite knowing him for almost two years. He stood behind you in the mirror, arms wrapped around your waist. His reflection was clear as day, it was it all an elaborate scheme? Some man living in his head with manners of someone from the late 1800’s??

“I don’t understand” you murmured to him.

“Hmm?” He hummed back. He left light kisses over your neck purposefully teasing the skin with his sharp canines. He glanced up and saw you looking at his clear reflection. “Ah. You see, when they first started manufacturing mirrors they were of sliver. But silver is far too expensive now, but the rumors still create quite the story”

You stared at him, not quite understand but leaving it at that.

Ah, Love — Chapter 16

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summary: due to unfortunate events in your life, you had to move to another city but you have to leave your precious friends and duties as karasuno’s volleyball club manager. but moving to tokyo was fun, not until you get invited to be a manager of a high school club again.

a/n: i’m so sorry for not updating! things got really messy with school lol anyways, here’s an update for you! thank you for waiting!

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Ah, Love — Chapter 14

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a/n: surprise update! my schedule is starting to ease up, so might be back for regular updates soon! ☺️ more kuroo and y/n conversations! there’s a twist next chapter or the next next chapter!

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Ah, Love — Chapter 13

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summary: due to unfortunate events in your life, you had to move to another city but you have to leave your precious friends and duties as karasuno’s volleyball club manager. but moving to tokyo was fun, not until you get invited to be a manager of a high school club again.

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Ah, Love — Chapter 12

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summary: due to unfortunate events in your life, you had to move to another city but you have to leave your precious friends and duties as karasuno’s volleyball club manager. but moving to tokyo was fun, not until you get invited to be a manager of a high school club again.

a/n: almost a week since the last update, so here it is! so sorry to keep you all waiting! just had a lot of work to do. might be limiting updates once or twice a week as of now. sorry if i didn’t reply to those who asked to be in the taglist, but i promise i see and read everything and i add all of you to the taglist! so you guys can just literally put “can i be added to the taglist?” and i’ll add you instantly!

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Ah, Love — Chapter 11

summary: due to unfortunate events in your life, you had to move to another city but you have to leave your precious friends and duties as karasuno’s volleyball club manager. but moving to tokyo was fun, not until you get invited to be a manager of a high school club again.

a/n: a very short update! i’m so sorry i rellay need to finish a lot of work, but i promise more updates once i finish all of my homework. plus i got really pissed because i wrote a whole paragraph for this chapter but then tumblr crashed and i forgot to save it. lost all the motivation to write so more conversations for everyone. the dates are also messed up, i’m very sorry.

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✎ The next day finally comes, (y/n) being (y/n), she woke up really late. Seeing missed calls and text messages from Coach Manabu, she finally realized that she was calling him manager the whole time but Coach Manabu didn’t mind because it was his fault for not introducing himself as Nekoma’s Coach. He was actually flattered that she thought he was a manager which meant he looked young for his age.

Quickly getting up from her bed, she did a quick shower and proceeded to get ready. Grabbing her bag which was full of clothes that will help her survive the next few days at the training camp in Saitama. (y/n) was lucky that Saitama was only a 24 minute train ride from Tokyo. The training camp has started a few hours ago and yet here she was, almost lunch time which reminded her that there would be a lot of people by the train station.

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Ah, Love — Chapter 10

summary: due to unfortunate events in your life, you had to move to another city but you have to leave your precious friends and duties as karasuno’s volleyball club manager. but moving to tokyo was fun, not until you get invited to be a manager of a high school club again.

a/n: first written portion! sorry if it’s short. more nekoma in the next chapters!

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✎ (y/n) wasn’t really good at lying, but she managed to keep up for whole two months. Of course she didn’t attend the following week, but instead she asked the manager if she could start her duties on the month of July and to her surprise the manager agreed to her request as he saw that she was still struggling with life in the city.

Having more time to adjust and to forget about the embarrassment that happened. For the meantime, (y/n) was getting to know the members on her own. She would ask a few of her classmates about the boys’ volleyball club, learning about their skills, positions and their characteristics.

The boys weren’t bad after all, she learned that she was in the same class with the ace of the team, Taketora Yamamoto. She eventually made friends with him, considering the fact that Yamamoto would always stare at her and he would obviously simp for her even though she clearly said that they would be just friends.

Yamamoto was still clueless that his manifestation of having a female manager came true, and he was now best friends with her. At some point, he begged (y/n) to meet the team but she said no. The reason? Simple, she said she’s still shy around people and that she’s afraid that they might not like her. Yamamoto eventually stops begging her and understood that she’s still not comfortable opening up to other people, but that didn’t stop him from mentioning her to the team.

“She’s very pretty and I could just stare at her the whole day,” Yamamoto said to the team while having their daily meeting before practice. Earning a scoff from Kuroo, “Yes, we know. She’s really pretty, now will you stop it and just focus on volleyball?”

Yamamoto blushes and focused on the meeting. “Tora senpai is really lucky to talk to her, if that was me I would have exploded just by touching her,” Lev spoke interrupting Kuroo who was about to say something regarding the meeting.

Kuroo has had enough of them gushing over you, were you really that pretty? He’s been hearing about you for almost two months and yet he still hasn’t seen you around the campus. Oblivious of the fact that you were the one that he was talking about not long ago about the hello kitty underwear. He thought, you might be prettier than hello kitty girl. kuroo i thought u were smart, why haven’t you connected the dots?

The past two months was easy for (y/n), the manager would always update her about the activities regarding the club. Tomorrow will be her official first day, and it would be in a training camp. A great way to introduce yourself, right?

Let’s just hope that it won’t be awkward between her and Kuroo.

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Ah, Love — Chapter 9

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summary: due to unfortunate events in your life, you had to move to another city but you have to leave your precious friends and duties as karasuno’s volleyball club manager. but moving to tokyo was fun, not until you get invited to be a manager of a high school club again.

a/n: conversations will still be with karasuno but i promise there will be more nekoma conversations once (y/n) gets to know them!! ☺️

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Ah , Love — Chapter 8

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summary: due to unfortunate events in your life, you had to move to another city but you have to leave your precious friends and duties as karasuno’s volleyball club manager. but moving to tokyo was fun, not until you get invited to be a manager of a high school club again.

a/n: one or two updates per day until i finish all my homework hope i finish everything before sunday☺️ anyways, daichi calling (y/n) baby is *chefs kiss* i’ll have fun facts about ah, love at the end of the series! so make sure to wait for that!

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Ah, Love — Chapter 7

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summary: due to unfortunate events in your life, you had to move to another city but you have to leave your precious friends and duties as karasuno’s volleyball club manager. but moving to tokyo was fun, not until you get invited to be a manager of a high school club again.

a/n: pls don’t be shy to interact with the series i love reading comments and it gives me so much serotonin i might have another series once i finish this, but for now updates will be slow as i have to finish some school related stuff.

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Ah, Love — Chapter 6

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summary: due to unfortunate events in your life, you had to move to another city but you have to leave your precious friends and duties as karasuno’s volleyball club manager. but moving to tokyo was fun, not until you get invited to be a manager of a high school club again.

a/n: i’m so happy this series is blowing up i’ll post as much as i can, but y’all, i’m so productive 6 chapters in just the first day? who is she? lol. might be the last chapter of the day, because i have to take a rest first. first time to put a warning

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Ah, Love — Chapter 5

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summary: due to unfortunate events in your life, you had to move to another city but you have to leave your precious friends and duties as karasuno’s volleyball club manager. but moving to tokyo was fun, not until you get invited to be a manager of a high school club again.

a/n: i’m surprised i’m already five chapters in hope y’all are liking this so far

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Ah, Love — Chapter 4

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summary: due to unfortunate events in your life, you had to move to another city but you have to leave your precious friends and duties as karasuno’s volleyball club manager. but moving to tokyo was fun, not until you get invited to be a manager of a high school club again.

a/n: short one, but this is just an introduction to the boys. i’ll post more of their side later on! ☺️

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Ah, Love — Chapter 3

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summary: due to unfortunate events in your life, you had to move to another city but you have to leave your precious friends and duties as karasuno’s volleyball club manager. but moving to tokyo was fun, not until you get invited to be a manager of a high school club again.

a/n: i messed up the names in tanaka’s pov. i’m so sorry, i’ll edit that once i’m done with the series! ☺️

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Ah, Love — Chapter 2

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summary: due to unfortunate events in your life, you had to move to another city but you have to leave your precious friends and duties as karasuno’s volleyball club manager. but moving to tokyo was fun, not until you get invited to be a manager of a high school club again.

a/n: yes i am using mai sakurajima as your pfp

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Ah, Love — Chapter 1

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Ah, Love

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Ah, Love

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summary: due to unfortunate events in your life, you had to move to another city but you have to leave your precious friends and duties as karasuno’s volleyball club manager. but moving to tokyo was fun, not until you get invited to be a manager of a high school club again.

Ah, Love

summary: due to unfortunate events in your life, you had to move to another city but you have to leave your precious friends and duties as karasuno’s volleyball club manager. but moving to tokyo was fun, not until you get invited to be a manager of a high school club again.

pairing: kuroo tetsurō x fem!reader

genre: fluff, a little bit angst, smau, nsfw bc it’s a kuroo smau

warnings: swearing

status: ongoing (slow updates)

updates: whenever i have time!

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author’s note: this is my first ever smau so i’m really sorry for mistakes. don’t hesitate to tell me if there are any mistakes. and also this story plot has been my dreams for a few days now, so i thought why not make it into reality

yn’s cult|kuroo’s cult

chapter 01•great news

chapter 02 • movie night!

chapter 03 • gifts and letters

chapter 04 • new girl alert

chapter 05 • hello kitty incident

chapter 06 • horny boys (read warnings!)

chapter 07 • neko-mothafucking-ma

chapter 08 • bullies

chapter 09 • manager!

chapter 10 • lies (with written)

chapter 11 • training camp (with written)

chapter 12 •welcome!

chapter 13 •dinner

chapter 14 •after dinner

chapter 15 •just friends?!?

chapter 16•lev being dumb af

chapter 17•coming soon

chapter 18•coming soon

chapter 19•coming soon

chapter 20•coming soon

Kuroo Relationship Hcs

I want so badly to get back into writing and finish up the requests I have. But to do that I’ll have to get back into writing. So I’m just going to write a few things that make me excited, just simple little things I’ve been too scared to do since I kind of left y’all hanging out to dry. I’m not sure if I deserve to come back after all I’ve done, but I’m going to try and I’m going to try to come back better.

We already know it’s a miracle he even got to date you, he’s not gonna fuck up this chance.

Mad Lesbian vibes. So respectful of you and your ideals and all that shit while also disrespecting you and all your ideals and shit.

The BIGGEST TEASE. Like what a fucking RAT this one.

It’s like everything you do he’ll make fun of you for it (in a cute way ofc).

And he never lets you live shit down either. Like never ever.

That one time you laughed so hard at his shitty science joke milk come out, one of his favorite memories. You tripped down the stairs and landed on your ass and then farted, first thing he tells your parents when he meets them.

But really, he does it out of love. He likes seeing you flustered and smiling over all the embarrassing shit you’ve done. You can almost think of it as a way to desensitizing yourself to all the stupid shit that happens so it doesn’t sting so much thinking about it.

Speaking of! This boy wants you to be happy all the time! He’s going to go at your pace, be it slow or really fast.

If you love PDA he is your guy because he loves PDA. Especially in front of Yaku.

Hand holding, arm wrapped around your shoulder, kisses and hugs. The whole package.

He never half asses it either. It’s either full on kisses or hugs or whatever or nothing at all because that’s the type of person he is.

If it’s a halfhearted kiss he’s gonna make you do it again. An awkward side hug? Uh-uh, he’s gonna stop you and make you hug him the ✨right way✨

Of course, he’s not really… good at it at first, and he’ll be blushing like a dumbass because he’s getting touched by the person he loves… but its sweet and he gets better overtime.

Did someone say ‘emotionally available’? Cause Kuroo heard it, and he’s here for it.

He’s going to be open with you, because he trusts you and he wants you to trust him. () He’s gonna tell you what he’s feeling, and all he want is for you to listen.

If he had a really tough loss to some other volleyball team he’s going to go to you. He’s gonna cry, and then he’s gonna take you out to get something to eat.

Same goes for you, if you need to vent he’s the best bitch for it.

He’s ready to listen to you before you can even say “So today this bitch-“also ready to throw hands with whoever that is

Dates with him are few and far because of work and volleyball and school work. You know, the fun stuff.

But when they do happen? Oh honey.

He will absolutely go all out as a sorry. Fancy restaurants, amusement parks, expensive jewelry and candies and all that sweet stuff.

Though his personal favorites are when you go to museums with him and listen to him nerd out about everything there. It really cements to him how much he loves you.

He def calls you kitten, its his favorite, but he probably also calls you something stupid and nerdy like ‘my mitochondria✨~~’ or something else unattractive.

Oh! Oh! His ears are very sensitive, if you touch them he’ll shiver and almost purr like a cat!

Hates it when you do it around anyone, so feel free to do it around everyone to see his face light up like Christmas lights.

Its what he deserves :)

Overall he’s a very sweet loving boyfriend, and just wants to do this right. ❤️

A/N: Ahhhhh! This felt really good to write. I’ve been kind of too scared to write anything at all, so getting this done was so nice. I feel so excited to post again, but I’m also scared since I don’t think I am allowed to post after all my breakdowns and broken promises. Still, I’m going to try, so here’s my mediocre pick up. I hope you enjoyed

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nothing yet…

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content warning/s : hospitals, injury

“your husband says he’s on his way.”

you blink slowly as you let the words fully sink in, wondering if all the painkillers were starting to make you a little woozy. last time you checked, you aren’t married and your love life is as exciting as the blank white wall that currently stared back at you. the nurse nods and offers a small smile before exiting the room, leaving you completely and utterly confused.

looking down at your left arm, now encased in a cast, you wince as memories of the past couple of hours come flooding back to your memory. the bright hospital lights allow for a headache to creep into your temples, and you close your eyes from some sort of reprieve.

the peace doesn’t last for too long as the sound of hurried footsteps grow louder and louder until you hear someone bolt through the door.

“yn! are you okay?”

“is that my alleged husband?” you keep your eyes closed, not needing to look towards the door to know that kuroo is the one standing there.

“hey! you’re the one who set me as an emergency contact.” he chuckles, shaking his head and sitting by your hospital bed. “they only allow family members for visits so i had to improvise.”

“but did you have to be my husband?” you groan, finally opening your eyes only to be greeted by the sight of worry plastered on his features, “wipe that look off your face. i’m fine.”

he ignores your statement and rests a hand on yours, “what happened?”

“i slipped and fell wrong, it’s not that-” you attempt to fight off a yawn but fail, exhaustion slowly seeping through your veins, “deep.”

“go rest, yn. i’ll still be here when you wake up.” kuroo manages to keep his voice both gentle and teasing, an emotion you can’t quite place flashing in his eyes. is it admiration? concern? longing? 

regardless, you’re too tired to figure out, “you don’t have to stay.”

“what kind of husband would i be if i didn’t?”

“shut up, i hate you.”

kuroo smiles, watching the way your eyelids flutter shut. he waits until he’s sure you’re asleep, taking in the steady rise and fall of your chest and the barely visible smile on your lips, before replying. “but i love you.” 

from elle !  ngl, ive never broken my arm so idk how accurate this is but I just got brainrot about the whole ‘only fam can visit’ rule that hospitals have and I know kuroo would just straight up say you’re married </3

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