"Sleeping Dilemmas"
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Whether you were or straight-up messing with him, Kuroo couldn't tell at this point. He was absolutely sleep-deprived, wanting nothing more but to rest comfortable with you, gently tucked within his embrace.
Yeah-- no.
"No way in hell is that happening." The bed-headed male whispered to himself. Eyes lingering on the angle of which your body had adjusted to with pure horror.
You were a lively individual, regardless of what state you were in. Even asleep, you constantly moved, shifting yourself into various positions, elaborate and whatnot. There came a point where you were executing a perfect back-bend whilst asleep.
To your boyfriend, Kuroo's knowledge, you weren't that flexible conscious, so he was convinced some demon had possessed you. To say the least, Kuroo had taken the couch that night.
Kuroo did love you, but he loathed the movements you make in your slumber. The morning after was always full of complaints and cries after all, and the male wasn't fond of seeing you in pain.
"That's it." The male clicked his tongue before his arms extended to take hold of your frame. He did the liberty of fixing your position for you, and seeing as you were a heavy sleeper as well, it didn't seem to faze you.
With your body correctly adjusted, Kuroo placed one leg over two of your own, trapping them as well as placing his arm over your bodice and pulling you close to him that you were using his other arm as a pillow.
"There, now we can both sleep properly." He concluded, smiling down at the girl in his arms before drifting off into much-awaited rest.
"Love you, Kitten."
= Extended Ending =
As Kuroo's eyes fluttered awake, he immediately took notice that something was missing. His hazel irises lingered to the ceiling for a moment until he noticed a pair of feet high-up in the air.
"The fuck...?" He muttered to himself, voice husky yet stable.
He then turned his head to look at the female beside him only to find himself in absolute disturbance at the sight of his girlfriend.
All your weight had been shifted to your hands as your torso down to your toes had been raised steadily. Meanwhile soft snores still exited your lips and this time Kuroo definitely believed that you needed to be exorcised.
"HOW IN THE MISSISSIPPI FUCK ARE YOU DOING A HANDSTAND IN YOUR SLEEP?!"
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Word Count: 415
Hope you enjoyed, sorry if that was crappy.
