"thank you..."
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That night, m/n lied down in his bed, thinking about how supportive his parents were. The smile he wore never left his face. The words that left his parents' lips never left his mind. He supported him. They loved him. Suddenly, his mind trailed to Kuroo. How their bodies were molded together. How their lips touched. His face turned scarlet as he rolled around in his bed, squealing softly while giggling.
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The next day arrived as m/n was sleeping peacefully when he unconsciously rolled around and eventually fell off his bed, a loud thud echoed through the room, followed by a loud groan. He slowly got up, immediately, the smell of pancakes filled his nose as his mouth watered. Quickly, he ran downstairs, sitting down at the dining table with his sleepy look. Bed hair, wrinkled white t-shirt, his black shorts running up his thighs, and a very puffy face.
"Good morning," Said a male voice. M/n was confused. It wasn't his father... of course, it wasn't his mother. He shot his head to the person and saw Kuroo.
"Good morning," he replied, rubbing both of his eyes, thinking he must be still asleep.
"M/N! Did you brush your teeth yet?" His mother asked as she smacked him with the back of the spatula in her hands.
"No...?"
"GO!" She shouted as m/n stumbled out of his chair, running up the stairs and into his bathroom and brushing his teeth and washing his face before coming back down. He stopped at the kitchen's doorway and stared at the unexpected guest at the table.
"Wait a second--" m/n mumbled and rubbed both of his eyes roughly before opening his eyes again, looking at the guest. There, he saw Kuroo eating pancakes with m/n's family while staring at the model.
"Hi-" Kuroo said in between chews.
A loud shout escaped the model, echoing through the house as he stumbled, falling onto his butt. The next thing he realized, Kuroo was in front of him, lending a hand for him to get off the floor. He slowly grabbed Kuroo's hand as he was pulled off the floor.
"Why're you here?" M/n asked as the two sat down at the table across from m/n's parents.
'Your mom didn't tell you? She invited me over for breakfast and lunch saying you needed help with some homework, I think," Kuroo said.
"I--" M/n's jaw dropped as he looked over to his mother who was snickering.
"Told you, he would make that face," his father said while eating the plate of pancakes in front of him.
"Oh shush," his mother replied as a small giggle escaped her before she ate the pancakes she made herself.
"You guys..." m/n mumbled before eating his plate of pancakes.
"So, Kuroo. What do you think of our son?" Mr. L/n asked as he finished his plate of pancakes, putting his utensils down next to the plate. M/n choked on his food as Kuroo chuckled.
"M/n is a good kid. I like his reactions and how hid ears turn red sometimes," Kuroo said as a smile plastered onto his face.
"Do you think he's attractive in any way?" Mrs. L/n asked.
"Well, physically he is a model for a reason. As for mentally, he's cute," Kuroo said as he took another bite out of his food.
"Okay, let's say he has feelings for you, would you be willing to be his boyfriend or not?" Mr. L/n asked as m/n choked on his food again, almost dying as he grabbed the glass of milk in front of him, downing it down immediately.
"Well, I wouldn't just be willing, I'd love to be his boyfriend. I'm guessing he does have feelings for me, huh?" Kuroo smirked as he glanced over to m/n, seeing his face scarlet red as he shot up from his seat.
"I-I'm taking a shower!" He exclaimed as he ran up the stairs.
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M/n was lying down on his bed with a towel around his neck, wearing only a pair of trousers as the water trickled down his hair onto his forehead as some trickled down his ears down his earrings. Suddenly, he heard a knock on the door. He replied with a come in as the person opened the door, seeing Kuroo with a small smile.
"Had a nice shower?" He asked. M/n pouted and rolled onto his side, facing away from Kuroo. "Aw, come on, I just answered their questions,"
"I know, but wasn't that a little much?" M/n replied as Kuroo chuckled, climbing on the bed next to m/n and wrapping his arms around the model.
"So, heard you actually have feelings for me? Does that mean you return my feelings?" Kuroo asked. M/n turned his head and looked at Kuroo in the eye.
"I'm only gonna say this once, so listen carefully," he said as Kuroo nodded. "I like you, like a lot. So, stop asking,"
"Aww~ that was so sweet~" Kuroo cooed in his ear.
"Oh, shush," m/n mumbled as he pushed Kuroo down onto the bed as he straddled the other's lap.
"Damn, you look good like this~" Kuroo smirked as he wrapped his arms around m/n waist. The model chuckled and laid his head on Kuroo's chest.
M/n looked up to see Kuroo staring at him with a smile spread across his lips. Slowly, m/n connected their lips as their bodies molded together perfectly in sync as Kuroo held his body closer, deepening the kiss. After a few seconds, their lips separated to catch their breaths. Their breaths were in sync. Shaky and deep. A chuckle escaped Kuroo as m/n's face turned scarlet as he buried his face in Kuroo's chest.
"You can't hide from me, honey," Kuroo giggled as he squished the other's cheeks.
"Nou. It's embarassing~" the model whined as he rolled off of Kuroo and buried his face in his favorite pillow.
"Oh come on. Don't hide your face from me~"
"Whatchu gonna do about it?"
"Oh baby, you don't wanna go there~" He growled as he pinned the other on the bed with both of his arms on the side of m/n's head.
"What are you doing?" M/n asked as he pulled the pillow off his face.
"I finally got you to confess, you're mine now. And only mine,"
A/n: there's gonna be a separate chapter for the dirty scene so that if you want, you can skip that chapter. Well, until next time!
Things are finally getting spicy~!
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Reckless - Kuroo Tetsurou
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