The Man Who Ran Off With The Moon - [ Tsukkiyama Art Thief AU! ]

The Nature of Joy

Everything fell into place in the few weeks that passed after. There was an endless amount of quality time to be had. Yamaguchi and Tsukishima made the house a world of their own. They had picnics in the backyard, movie nights, and were even able to finish an 1,000 piece puzzle through their combined will power. It was the unexpected moments, though, that Tsukishima felt were best utilized. Waking up and seeing Yamaguchi first thing in the morning, or when Yamaguchi would pause from what he was reading to excitedly recount what had happened in the story. The smallest things.  Every night they would lay side by side, not quite touching, sometimes accompanied with the smallest flutter of kissing-though neither were used to that quite yet. They were taking their time, which made the acts of intimacy that did occur all the more special. 

Sometimes, cars would be parked outside the house for suspiciously long amounts of time.

Sometimes, Yamaguchi would wake up in the middle of the night, nearly screaming. Tsukishima would stay up with him until he was able to fall back asleep.

Sometimes, often, they were reminded that their situation was not normal.

But.. the two young men were happier than they had been in recent memory. They felt safe within the space they were creating for each other.

 Tsukishima had been blunt about their relationship's evolution  the day they had returned home from the grocery shopping trip. He had marched up to Kuroo's room, where the man was laying on his stomach, finishing a FaceTime call with Kenma.
"I love you."
"Love you, too."
He noticed Tsukishima hovering in the door and beckoned him over, "Come say hi to Kenma."
Tsukishima awkwardly entered, waving to the small image of the blonde. Kenma had on a little hat and sunglasses. Palm trees could be seen behind him. It didn't look like a very Kenma-esque location, but he seemed happy by his own standards. Kenma nodded a hello.
"Okay, okay, okay. Love you. See you soon. Call me before you go to bed."
"Kuroo, it will be so late at night."
"Don't care. Bye!"

Kuroo sighed as soon as the call closed out and rolled onto his back. He seemed lost in thought for a second, then turned to Tsukishima, "Wassup?"

"I have determined that I like Yamaguchi."

Kuroo was not amused, "Yeah, I could've told you that."

"No, I'm attracted to him."

"Mhm."

Tsukishima scowled, still hovering somewhat in the bedroom's doorway. Kuroo smiled at him, trying to be a bit more gentle. He was not always good at these kinds of things. He had the habit of rambling his way through heavier moments. Kuroo sat up, scratching his head. "So... uh... do you wanna do that unpack thing people usually want to do when they come to.. terms? I guess? With their sexuality? Y'know, back in high school, we had this terrible group chat for all the guys who liked guys, me, Oikawa, Bokuto.. Kenma hated it. Pity you didn't figure it out sooner, honestly, the memes were good-"

"I don't. I don't know about all that. Okay?" Tsukishima looked away, self conscious. "I just know I like Yamaguchi."

Kuroo folded his hands under his chin, "Oh, so it's like a soulmate thing-"

Tsukishima quickly closed the door behind him, "NEVERMIND."

Soulmate. The words bounced around in his head for awhile, but it felt very big. Very frightening. He decided to put it away for the time being.

Yamaguchi was laying sideways, his head on Tsukishima's lap, the TV narrating something about frogs. Kuroo came in, briefly looked at them, and raised an eyebrow. Tsukishima rested a hand on Yamaguchi's head, staring back.

"Can I help you?"

"You have literally taken over my house", Kuroo laughed.
He was happy, seeing the pair in such a domestic way.  "Yeah, and it's cleaner than it's ever been.", Tsukishima responded lazily, leaning his head against the back of the sofa. Yamaguchi chuckled slightly, so Kuroo gave him a side eye, "Cool it, Freckles."
The tall, raven haired man joined them on the couch. He wrinkled his nose as the frog on the TV snapped a tongue out, taking in a dragon fly. Ek.
"Friendly reminder that Kenma will be back in two days. We need to figure out how to have a conversation with him about all this", Kuroo muttered, still a bit queasy from the sight of the creepy, elongated amphibian tongue lashing through the air. Tsukishima nodded, "Are you excited? For him to be home, I mean."