To the Moon and Back (Kuroo Tetsurou x Tsukishima Kei)

Chapter 11

8:15 AM

Tsukishima woke up with a pounding headache. He grasped his head and tried to buried himself deeper into the blankets to ease the pain, but he failed miserably. He searched for his glasses over the bedside desk and wore it before sitting up. His hands made its way to his neck to rub it.

He tried to remember what happened last night. Yamaguchi and he arrived first... Followed by Kuroo and Bokuto... Then Daichi Sawamura... and Suga-san and Akaashi-san came with the freak duo...

Ah, he remembered standing up and removing his coat before making his way to the dancefloor to be hitted off by this guy named Suna Rintarou. He also remembered the guy was pulling him away from the dancefloor to bring him back to their table. The alcohol has reached his system already at that point that's why he did't have enough strength to push off the guy.

Then his knight in shining armor came. With the help of the flashing strobe lights, he saw Kuroo's face with disprove. He talked it out with the guy, and Tsukishima had led him deeper into the dancefloor. What's much worse was what came next in Tsukishima's memory.

He put his hand on his forehead wide eyed. "Fuck," Tsukishima cursed. He clearly remembered that he kissed Kuroo on the lips and after that he remembered nothing. Then his eyes fell down to his bare stomach, and what he saw made his jaw drop.

Hickies, all over his body. A few on his stomach but his chest was peppered by it. He stood up immediately to face his body mirror, disbelief in his eyes. He saw his clothes scattered on the floor. "Oh no... No...no," He uttered.

Tsukishima always knew that whenever he is drunk, his sex drive will ultimately increase. Way back in college, when he was drunken sad by a few of his classmates, he eventually did frenched kiss goddamn Kindaichi. He drifted his eyes back to the mirror and saw more near his earlobe, and a few on his shoulderblades and collabones.

He opened his door and the smell of coffee filled his nostrils. He walked towards his kitchen to find a topless Kuroo wearing only his pants, and a cup of coffee on his hand.

Kuroo saw him and lifted a brow. "Good morning, moonshine. Good sleep?" He said.

"W-What are you doing here?! Get out of my apartment!" Tsukishima panicked. He saw Kuroo's eyes widen and brought down his mug down.

Kuroo did not speak, instead he brought another mug on the table and went to gather his things. "Yeah, sorry for 'being here', because I had to make sure a certain prick have to go home safely," he said, voice hinted with sarcasm. It rendered Tsukishima silent, and watched how Kuroo abruptly wear his shirt and picked up his boots and jacket to go straight to the door.

"N-No, wait..." Tsukishima said, which made Kuroo stop in his tracks and look back at him with a poker face. "I-I'm sorry... Please don't go," Tsukishima continued.

"Are you sure?" Kuroo's eyes squinted, as if testing Tsukishima. "Y-Yeah...let's have coffee first... Since I uhh... owe you one," The blond's eyes shifted to the right. Tsukishima felt relieved when he saw Kuroo putting how his boots near the shoe rack and hanging his jacket on sofa.

Kuroo made his way back to get his cup of coffee and pulled a chair on the dining table. He silently sipped his coffee, while looking back at the blond. Tsukishima pulled a chair across Kuroo and sat before inhaling the aroma of the coffee. He sipped and felt warmth spread over his body when coffee traveled down his throat.

"I didn't know how you take your coffee so I just made it the same like mine," Kuroo said. His intense dark brown eyes stared back at Tsukishima sincerely. Tsukishima averted his gaze, as he cannot take such a long time to stare at this madman.