(黒子 テツヤ Kuroko Tetsuya)

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The sweet aroma of pancakes filled the lovely couple's home, the birds chirping happily in their garden. A fine morning, as one would describe.

A (h/c) haired woman hummed happily in her Dora-The-Explorer apron while finishing off decorating the two plates of pancakes with blueberries and syrup.

"Tetsuya! Come down! Breakfast is rea-"

"But I'm right behind you-"

"AHHHH!! When did you get here?!" (Y/n) asked, frightened.

"I was here the whole time." Kuroko spoke monotonously, tilting his head ever so cutely.

'A typical day.' (Y/n) thought as she sweat dropped at her husband's antics.

Breakfast was pretty peaceful with small talks exchanged between the couple.

Kuroko picked up his final piece of pancake and brought it to his mouth, when (Y/n) spoke up-

"Testuya, I'm pregnant."

Kuroko suddenly hunched forward as the pancake missed his mouth and slide across his left cheek, leaving a trail of syrup.

"Ah, sorry." Kuroko apologized before taking a tissue and wiping his face. "You were saying?"

"I'm pregnant, Tetsuya." (Y/n) sighed as she looked at him slyly.

A look of guilt flashed across Kuroko's face, which did not go unnoticed by (Y/n). This caused her to become worried.

"I knew this was coming, I'm sorry (Y/n)-san. I can't become a father right now-"

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN BY THAT?!"

"-Also I've been cheating on you with (Random Girl you know name). I'm sorry, but it's best if we sign our divorce." Kuroko said calmly as he stood up and headed out.

On the verge of tears, (Y/n) shakily stood up and ran towards Kuroko.

She smacked him on the face, leaving a bright red mark.

"I-i was just joking about being pregnant, but who would've knew that this would lead to.......this?!" Tears fell freely from her eyes as (Y/n) bit her lips to control her anger.

A few moments of silences passed. (Press F to pay respect.)

"I was joking too, (Y/n)-san." Kuroko blankly said.

"Eh?" (Y/n) looked up, the tears already drying up.

"(Y/n)-san, you're so dumb." Kuroko commented as he simply stared at her.

"B-but wh-"

"First, it's April Fool's Day," Kuroko said.

"I thought you would forget!" (Y/n) exclaimed, a dramatic change from her previous state.

"Besides that, it really hurts, (Y/n)-san." Kuroko slightly pouted as he looked at (Y/n) with puppy eyes, pointing at the red mark.

"A-ah!! I'm so sorry, pwease forgwive mwe," (Y/n) cooed as she hugged Kuroko and started to pat his head.

"Second," Kuroko paused.

Kuroko wrapped his arms around (Y/n)'s waist, pulling her closer to him so that her body was pressed up against him, while the other arm snaked towards the back of her head holding it in place. His face leaned closer towards her own, his lips almost touching hers.

(Y/n) felt his breath on her lips as she felt herself flush at the closeness. Gulping, she shakily spoke-

"Se-second?" (Y/n) asked as she put a hand on his chest.

"Second, we didn't fuck at all." Kuroko bluntly said, looking in her (e/c) eyes intimately.

'Holy Shit! Did my Tetsuya just say fuck?!' (Y/n) panicked internally as she blushed deep red.

"It's cute how you forget such little things, (Y/n)." Kuroko spoke in an unusual deep, hoarse and seductive voice, using her name without honorifics.

Kuroko moved his lips towards (Y/n)'s ears and nibbled on it.

(Y/n) shuddered as she felt his warm tongue graze up her earlobe.

"T-tetsuya!" (Y/n) squeaked out as she felt Kuroko's hands travel further down, grinding his hips against hers and (y/n) swore she could feel his hardening member.

"Though if you really want children," Kuroko moved down towards (Y/n)'s neck. "I can make your wish come true."

With that, Kuroko kissed her neck, while slightly sucking, licking and biting.

"A-ahh~" (Y/n) moaned out as he immediately hit her sweet spot.

"I do hope you're ready, (Y/n)-san."

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