Matchmakers | KuroTsuki ✓

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[Tsukishima]

I silently gulped as I stared at him, wondering why I was stressed out. I mean he was the one who could possibly get turned down, not that I would. So why was I feeling so nervous all of a sudden?

"Look, I really like you Tsukki," Kuroo grumbled, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Which is stupid, because I promised myself I wouldn't like anyone in university. Thanks for ruining my streak."

"You're welcome." I murmured back, making him crack his familiar grin for a moment.

"I can't believe Bokuto and Akaashi got me to say that first try. Oh well, I don't like having secrets anyway.." He paused, grin dropping again. "So yeah, now that's out in the open. You don't have to say anything, I don't want to pressure you or anythin', just 'cause I like you doesn't mean you have to back." Kuroo shrugged, fiddling with his hands in a way similar to Akaashi.

There was a pause as I thought on it. I liked Kuroo, Kuroo liked me. Was getting together worth it? I wouldn't want us to break up and stop being friends.
I hesitated at the thought before remembering what Yamaguchi had said about my life being dull. He was right, like usual, my life was a dull, boring mess. Maybe I could use someone to help lighten it up a little, someone like...

"Kuroo." I murmured, trying to hide the nerves. I never got nervous, why was I feeling it now? Odd.
I glanced up as Kuroo looked over at me, the look on his face telling me he thought I would reject him. I slowly rubbed my neck, mouth opening and closing with no sound coming out. Shit.. I hadn't thought I would get this far, I thought I'd chicken out. Now that his attention was back on me though I had to think fast.
"It's.. mutual." I blanked, inwardly slapping myself for sounding so nonchalant about it.

"Huh?" Kuroo deadpanned, also seemingly not expecting me to have gotten that far. "What?"

"I said it's mutual! Your feelings! I feel the same, but to you." Why was I so bad at articulating myself? I was always like this goddammit.
Kuroo still looked dumbfounded though and so, since actions tend to speak louder than words, I moved closer and glanced aside.
"You're an idiot." I mumbled slightly, holding his cheeks and leaning in closer. My life was dull and boring most of the time, and that was my own fault. If I wanted to spice it up that was all on me.

While Kuroo was stunned into silence I finally did what I'd been dying to do the whole week, I pulled him closer and kissed him.

His lips were a little rough and chapped, not unpleasant though, and the nice kiss only got nicer when he returned it and wrapped his arms around me. I melted against him, eyes closing and grip tightening.
The kiss made me feel all sorts of ecstatic and I didn't want to stop, it felt so right being with Kuroo like this, hands grabbing at eachother to make sure we were both definitely still there. However, we both needed air, so we eventually had to pull away.

Unflatteringly, as we did we bonked heads, leading us both to blink a little in surprise.
"Ow, your glasses are sharp." Kuroo mumbled, reaching up to take them off my head and put them on the table. Before I knew it, he was kissing me again and I was of course kissing back. I wasn't one to get sappy because of how terrible I was at expressing myself without sounding like a fool, but being so close to Kuroo just felt incredible. I felt all my worries fall away when I was pressed against him, butterflies flew in my stomach whenever I so heard him speak and everything about me seemed to drawn to him like a magnet, or like a month to a lamp. When did I let myself fall into such a state where I've become Kuroo's emotional putty? The thought of it half sucked, half thrilled me. For some reason I didn't mind as much, since it was Kuroo.

I don't know how long we kissed for, breaking away only few times for air before kissing again. We managed to reach my bed, falling back onto it with stupid little laughs escaping at how clumsy and messy it must've looked. It didn't matter though, because once his lips were back on mine all other thoughts left.
Everything about Kuroo was intoxicating for me. His smile and his laugh, his strong-willed, determined nature and his drive to succeed were all such endearing features. He was sarcastic, witty and could take a joke but was so respectful and extremely intelligent, he seemed to have everything figured out and was always doing something productive. He was amazing really, just like I said at the start. He was good at everything, kissing included.

"Why are you on top of me?" I mumbled through the kiss, arms still wrapped around him tightly. I hadn't meant anything incoherently sexual by it, but Kuroo's smirk told me he took it the wrong way and so I slapped his shoulder and told him to get his head out of the gutter.

"Cause I'm more experienced." He grinned and even though I wanted to protest, I couldn't. I'd had a girlfriend in my second year, but it was very short-lived and was honestly quite pathetic. It felt nothing like what I was feeling for Kuroo at least.

"Shut up shortie." I grumbled back, pulling him down for another deep kiss to cut him off from speaking again. It worked and he kissed back, tangling his fingers into my hair which I found quite hot to be honest. He was so warm and made me feel so good, mentally and physically and I loved it all so much.
We kissed for what felt like hours when in actuality it was just a few minutes longer, only stopping as we heard an 'ahem' from the doorway. We broke away breathlessly, turning and staring at Bokuto who was smirking at us from the doorway.

"Damn you two were quick! I thought it'd take longer."

"Bokuto, bro, I love you but I'm about to actually murder you." Kuroo grumbled, hovering above me with his muscular arms either side of my head. We watched as Akaashi hurried over and put a hand on Bokuto's shoulder to wordlessly drive him away, raising a hand we knew to be him bidding us a familiar silent apology. When the door, that must've been reopened by Bokuto returning the handle without us noticing, closed me and Kuroo locked eyes again, red flush apparent on both of our faces.

"So.. that happened." I murmured to break the not-as-awkward-as-expected silence, to which Kuroo laughed pleasantly.

"I can't believe we just made out. You got any idea how long I've wanted to kiss you? Wait no that sounds creepy.. okay you know the training camp, second year? The one me and Bokuto crashed? I thought you looked kinda hot, but only really wanted to kiss you when you moved in." His babbling was cute, but I didn't let onto it as I rolled my eyes and hid the way my cheeks heated up at his words.

"Like I said, you're such an idiot. And you talk too much."

"Aww Tsukki I thought you liked my vo-"

"Kei." I blurted out, pausing at his surprised expression. "...You can call me Kei."

His expression morphed into that which resembled a cheshire cat grin and, for some reason, I kind of liked it.
"You can call me Tetsuro, Kei-chan." He stuck his tongue out at me at his stupid girl-sounding nickname and I rolled my eyes.

"No. Just Kei... Tetsu-senpai." I couldn't help the smirk that appeared on my face at his expression afterwards. I liked making fun of him with the whole senpai thing.

"You're a dick Kei, I hope you know that." Kuroo grumbled before leaning down to kiss me again, making me kiss back immediately.
What were we? I wasn't sure, I'd have to ask him later on. For now though, I was happy where we were, a couple of awkward fools who don't really understand how this relationship would work, but are prepared to try it.

Everyone needs a little excitement in their life after all, right?