Hot Coffee. [TsukkiYama]

[Chapter 7] Ooops.

-please hold onto your horses, we goin' for a ride! ⚠️ SMUT AHEAD ⚠️ idk why do i even need to tell you that, since I mentioned it in the abouts but some people came to me, really rudely telling me I shouldn't write stuff like that 'cuz it's disturbing them. DO I LOOK LIKE I GIVE A FUCK? No, I really tried to write all the warnings into the abouts of this story but you clicked on it anyways so please respectfully gtfo of my profile 'cuz all my stories will have smut, cursing, alcohol, drugs (don't do drugs nor alcohol if you're not of age it's really bad for you) and way more "adult" things so, leave if you don't like.

Saturday afternoon, around 1pm Kei casually cleaned his apartment while his instant ramen "cooked" and his playlist played in the background. He had pretty clear schedule for today; sleep in and wake up at 10am, quick breakfast before walking down to the store few houses away, buying some groceries like eggs, rice, bread and some snacks. Then at 11am he would chill on his bed for a while talking to Kuroo on the phone or replying to Tadashi's 'Good morning Tsukki!☺️' message. After that he took a nap so he wouldn't be the one to fall asleep while the movie was playing, which ended up being like two hours long. Kei's stomach started grumble after he woke up so he decided to eat a simple food such as ramen, while pouring the boiling water into the cup he noticed his apartment being quiet bit too messy for his liking so he started cleaning. The blond was sweating all over, droplets of sweat falling down his face as sound of the vacuuming gone to an end. Kei straightened his posture grabbing the vacuum and putting it into the corner of his living room where it belonged, he also brought his amazingly smelling ramen and placed it on the coffee table, stopping the music just to play some documentary movies on the TV.

Kei was still busy watching a documentary movie about dinosaurs, his now empty ramen bowl together with the chopsticks were still on the table right in front of him. "It's called 'Micropachycephalosaurus' not Micropa-'shi'-cephalo-'se'-urus.. at least get the name right if you're making a documentary, yeez.." He scoffed in disbelief, folding his arms on his chest while rolling his eyes. Kei was annoyed with the 'small' mistake the editors did, but he couldn't stop watching it. The facts about Micropachycephalosaurus were really interesting and most of them were also unknown to him so he often let out a gasp with "Wow really?" leaving his lips. '—was a monotypic genius of ceratopsian dinosaurs. It lived in China during the Late Cretaceous period.-' Kei was about to thank god that they finally spelled the name right when his phone rang, it was alarm that he set up at 3:30pm to remind him that he slowly needs to get ready mentally and physically for anything and everything that will happen while Kei'll be at Tadashi's place. He brought the bowl into the sink, didn't bother to wash it and went straight into the bathroom, leaving the TV play in the back round as he took a hot shower. The blond still thought about the process of the dinner, you could say he was a bit nervous about it. But nothing not even his slight nervousness could stop him from spending the evening with Tadashi... and his friends. He debated whether he should or shouldn't held the green beans hand under the blankets, whether he should kiss him as a 'hello' or not. Taking a deep breath he stepped out of the shower, his hair dripping wet from the longer shower and his whole bathroom was foggy thanks to the water steam. Kei wiped the mirror with the back of his hand just to brush his teeth and style his hair so it wouldn't be so messy as it already was, even tho everyone knew nothing would help that. Walking out of the bathroom into the colder apartment, he grabbed black t-shirt with long sleeves and gray sweatpants from his closet obviously putting them on before he catches a cold. He put the towel on the closet knob walking into middle of his room when he noticed his laptop on the desk right in front of his bed. Kei's essay still didn't contain a word and he was more than aware of it, from the day he met Tadashi he hasn't opened the laptop and let's not even talk about him thinking about the essay because that wouldn't be a long talk. He stood there looking at the grey laptop with a dinosaur and volleyball sticker on it, like he was waiting for some kind of idea to pop into his mind. And to his surprise it did, Kei could swore he almost felt like a light bulb lit up above his head before he ran up to the desk sitting to it. The blond opened the laptop fastly typing the password in and he started to write. To be honest he alone wasn't sure if the essay is going to even be able to reach his teachers expectations, but for Kei.. This essay was about something that changed his life and he made sure to express it in the article.