A pen slides across the surface of the paper making various slashes, scribbles, and marks. Another page is flipped and clipped snugly underneath the clip on the board clutched between two hands. Sneakers can be heard squeaking against the surface of the gym floor as the players run drills numbers being yelled then repeated during stretches. Eyes scan the gym counting the players narrowing when they notice someone missing.
“Oi, where is Kuroo?” Your voice rings out startling the players the guys exchange looks, “Sulking in his bedroom,” Kenma supplies with an exasperated expression. “Why?” He bends down to
His hands felt warmer than usual --maybe even a bit clammy, as they rest gently against your eye sockets, the suppressed, bubbling nature of his laughter vibrating against your back and eliciting giggles of your own. Oikawa had surprised you many times before, his gestures varying from small to grand, but covering your eyes had been a first. The anticipation of knowing what he aimed to hide from you was all too overwhelming, very nearly trembling as he guided you across the lawn.
"Tooru," your voice gives way to your excitement, wavering in the midst of a laugh. "Where are we going?"
"Almost there~" He sing-songs in reply, a grin obvious
Honeymooners | Akaashi Keiji by Mikittykun, literature
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Honeymooners | Akaashi Keiji
Warm water and the tender hold of your husband's arms melts away the stresses of the day. The only sound is the trickling of soapy liquid as Akaashi better positions his knees beside you, and a quiet, content sigh as it leaves his nostrils and caresses your shoulder. His chin dips to the crook of your neck, and his lean arms squeeze. In response, you tilt into his touch, one hand reached back to massage the unruly hair at his nape. His lips latch onto your collar in gratitude.
Despite your best efforts to keep your wedding day small and quaint, you had a brother that was far more thrilled about the occasion than you'd anticipated. Bokuto ha
Honeymooners | Ushijima Wakatoshi by Mikittykun, literature
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Honeymooners | Ushijima Wakatoshi
Golden rays of early morning sunlight shine vivaciously through the silken drapery, the most perfect hue of yellows and whites. The serene sense of comfort and warmth it provides is enough to ease one's worries and replace them with blitheness. You'd been awake for quite some time, but the heavenly glow of the room provided you a jovial demeanor.
Uncounted were the minutes that had passed watching the rise and fall of Ushiwaka's back, or the number of times your wedding band rotated on your finger. He was still sound asleep, lying on his front with his arms tucked beneath the pillow cradling his head. Each muscle seemed to flex with the int
Whipped Cream. | Tendou Satori by Mikittykun, literature
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Whipped Cream. | Tendou Satori
The morning was serene. Puffs of white gently floated from smokey skies and blanketed the ground below; the frigid air squeezed through cracks in the windowpanes, holding a nostalgic and unique scent. Winter was not entirely un-welcomed, but warmth and comfort were much more so. Snuggled within a blanket with a cup of hot cocoa with whipped cream, your lover's legs bestrode you.
Quietude was often a rarity when living with a man like Tendou Satori. So very sweet in the very depths of his core, the rest of him was a high-functioning sociopath of energy. Always something to say, always suffering from restlessness... it was a miracle the lank
birthday cake. | kuroo tetsurou by KarenTakamiya, literature
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birthday cake. | kuroo tetsurou
"There, it's done." You muttered to yourself as your eyes gaze upon the beautiful medium-sized chocolate cake that you had spent making for around two hours. It looks delicious you have to resist eating it, because it’s not for you. On the top of the cake, you had carefully written the words ‘Happy Birthday Kuroo Tetsurou!’ with a white whipping cream.
"I hope he likes it." You clasped your hand together in a praying mode.
The next day, you decided to give the birthday cake after school just before his volleyball practice.
"Kenma!!!" You shouted as soon as you saw the blonde-haired male, just before he could r