A Night on Fuji-Kaido Drive

Ch.22

Kuroo stood in stunned silence in the wake of Kenma's departure, brain reeling as he attempted to process what had occurred between them on that rooftop. "That slick fucker.." Kuroo softly mumbled to himself again as he raked his fingers through his hair, bringing his eyes back up to the vast night sky that twinkled down at him. The Rooster remained in his spot for quite a while longer to give Kenma some time to settle back inside before Kuroo made the final descent back to the apartment, making sure to lock up behind him as he entered.
The only sounds throughout the apartment were the soft breaths of Anzu and Kenma, the faint notes of some sleep playlist Anzu had undoubtedly put on when she came back earlier. Kuroo couldn't stop the soft smile pulling at his lips as he peaked his head into Anzu's room to check on her, finding her fitfully tangled up in the blankets as her hair splayed messily around her face sleeping peacefully. "Good night pup, I love you," the rooster crowed silently before shutting Anzu's door with a soft click as he turned to take his usual place on the sofa for the night, stopping short upon noticing the smaller frame that lay snuggled peacefully in it. Kuroo couldn't help but stand slack-jawed at the sight before him, Kenma snuggled soundly in Kuroo's usual spot, even going as far as to slip into one of his old hoodies that had been lying around somewhere in the depths of the house. "...He even went and found one of my hoodies..." Kuroo cooed internally feeling a warm blush spread across his body while he played mental tug of war with himself on what to do now.
Shaking his head to clear the clashing voices, Kuroo retreated from the living room to finally get ready for bed, a smirk etched on his lips as he exited the bathroom a short time later. He bit his tongue to contain his giggles, going over the scheme Kuroo had cooked up during his time getting ready. He approached Kenma's sleeping form pausing once more to appreciate his setter's graceful features before sliding in gently next to him on the sofa. The soft cotton of Kenma's hoodie tickled at Kuroo's bare chest as he brought his kitten's body closer to his, tangling his sweatpant-clad legs with Kenma's bare ones. Kuroo let out a quiet sigh of contentment as Kenma willingly snuggled into his body in search of the warmth that radiated off of him like a furnace. "...Frigid little fucker..." The Rooster laughed internally as his eyes fluttered shut, surrendering to his high as it lulled him to sleep.