𝐀 𝐓𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐝 𝐎𝐟 𝐁𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 [𝔹𝕠𝕜𝕦𝔸𝕜𝕒𝕂𝕦𝕣𝕠𝕂𝕖𝕟]

J̶u̶s̶t̶ ̶F̶r̶o̶m̶ ̶B̶e̶h̶i̶n̶d̶ ̶T̶o̶d̶a̶y̶ ̶-̶ ̶B̶o̶

"Where's 'Kaashi?" Bokuto asked. Kuroo glanced up from the kitchen table.

"Dunno, he left this morning and hasn't come back since. He was in a bit of a hurry." Kuroo set down his mug of coffee and folded the newspaper.

"That's weird," Bokuto murmured, taking a seat next to Kuroo. "He never usually leaves the house alone."

Kuroo ruffled Bokuto's hair which made the man smile. He ran his hand under Bokuto's bangs and up to the top of his tresses so he would expose his forehead. Kuroo leaned forward and offered Bokuto a soft kiss on his brow. Bokuto blushed and his smile widened. Kuroo was wearing a blue sweatshirt and black sweats.

"You look nice in blue," Bokuto declared. Kuroo grinned and pushed his chair backward.

"Yeah?" He asked. "You too," he replied since Bokuto was wearing a blue T-shirt and white shorts. "Want to sit on my lap?"

Bokuto nodded his head excitedly.

Kuroo was the only one who could handle his weight. Kenma and Akaashi were far too small, so Bokuto had missed out on being held like this.

Bokuto stood up and scrambled over, hearing Kuroo laugh as he crawled into his lap. He faced Kuroo with his legs hanging off the man's thighs. However, he found himself a bit flustered from being so close to Kuroo after so long. His ears reddened and his cheeks grew warm, so Bokuto quickly buried his face in the crook of Kuroo's neck. Kuroo wrapped his arms around Bokuto to secure his position and prevent him from falling. Bokuto liked that.

Having someone's arms around him like this. He nuzzled Kuroo's neck and glanced up at him, finding his boyfriend smiling down at him.

"You... back when you had woken up," Bokuto mumbled.

"Mm?" Kuroo hummed. Bokuto fidged with his fingers behind Kuroo's back.

"You said you wanted a kid." Bokuto could feel Kuro's heartbeat against his chest. "What was that about?"

Kuroo ran his fingers through Bokuto's hair and gently massaged his scalp. Bokuto's eyelids drooped from the soothing gesture.

"I guess... I just feel like I've always wanted one. Even before I dated Kenma, I had always wanted one." Kuroo sighed to himself. Bokuto kissed Kuroo's neck, slowly working his way up to Kuroo's jaw. He pecked Kuroo's cheek then cupped his face to plant a kiss on his mouth. Kuroo hummed with satisfaction, and Bokuto felt the rooster-like male smile against his lips. He pulled away brushed his nose against Kuroo's lovingly.

"I'm cool with having a kid," Bokuto admitted. Kuroo grinned.

"That's sweet of you, but Kenma has always hated children." Kuroo's grin returned to a soft smile. "He wouldn't want one no matter what. And what we have right now is enough," Kuroo promised.

But for once, Bokuto could tell Kuroo wasn't telling the whole truth.

Bokuto leaned forward slowly and Kuroo caught on, so he quickly moved to meet Bokuto's kiss. Bokuto tilted his head and prodded the space between Kuroo's lips with his tongue. Kuroo opened his mouth but pushed Bokuto's tongue away with his own and slithered the muscle into Bokuto's mouth. He moved his hand to the back of Bokuto's head, his fingers gently stroking his earlobe.

"Mmph." Bokuto shuddered from his soft touch and moved his tongue to keep it on Kuroo's. He felt his cock begin to grow and twitch as Kuroo continued to dominate his mouth. Bokuto slipped his hand under Kuroo's shirt and made the man inhale sharply. He pushed around Kuro's nippled, gently rolling it between his finger and tugging at the bud. Before long Kuroo was a blushing, panting mess.