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Happy birthday, Kuro
November 17th 2023
I think I cried at one point or another. I just think he's kinda neat
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Tetsurō Kuroo-November 17th, 1994
Happy birthday to Nekoma’s roosterhead🐓
#kuroo tetsurou#haikyū!!#love him fr!!!!#happy birthday Kuroo#tetsuro kuroo#roosterhead#Nekoma#hq kuroo
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“Oikawa, who the hell is that?”
Oikawa turns to look in the direction Kuroo is pointing and then whacks his friend on the back of the head.
“That’s my Iwa-chan!”
“No, dipshit, I know who your Iwa-chan is, you only drone on about him every chance you get. I’m talking about the adonis standing next to him,” Kuroo says, turning Oikawa’s chin slightly to the right.
“Dai-kun? I guess you could call him an adonis.”
Kuroo groans, “What’s his actual name?”
Oikawa gets a sly grin on his face that Kuroo knows means trouble, “Tetsu-chan, why do you want to know his name? Do you think he’s sex-”
Slapping his hand over Oikawa’s mouth, Kuroo regrets ever becoming friends with this fool. Oikawa bites him.
“What the fuck? Did you just bite me?” he snaps, pulling his hand back.
Oikawa huffs at him, “You’re being rude, Tetsu-chan, and I don’t think I’m going to give you Dai-kun’s actual name.”
“Fuck, I’m sorry,” Kuroo replies, his eyes pleading.
Oikawa rolls his eyes, “Well, that might be the most pathetic thing I’ve ever seen. Okay, his name is Sawamura Daichi. He and Iwa-chan have classes together. Iwa-chan claims he’s a good guy.”
Sawamura Daichi.
Kuroo think he might be in love. Is love at first sight a thing? He sure hopes so.
He’s so lost in his thoughts that he forgets Oikawa is sitting next to him.
“Oi,” Oikawa smirks, “no inappropriate thoughts at the lunch table about a boy you’ve never even met.”
“Help me meet him.”
“No, I’ve done my good deed for the day by giving you his name.”
“Oikawa, please, help me figure out a way to meet him.”
“Fine, but you’re buying my coffees for a month.”
Kuroo says, “Deal!”
Oikawa pauses for a moment and then says, “What do you think about throwing a party this Friday?”
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“Who’s party is this?” Daichi asks as he climbs up the stairs next to Iwaizumi who’d invited him along.
“Some science nerd invited Oikawa to this party and he invited me and I invited you,” Iwaizumi drawls with a shrug.
Daichi looks over at his friend with a disbelieving look on his face.
“Okay, I can’t keep up when they start talking their space shit so you are my talking partner tonight,” Iwaizumi confesses.
Laughing, Daichi slaps Iwaizumi on the back, “Sounds like a plan.”
They can hear the music emanating from the open door at the end of the hallway and head that way. As soon as they walk into the apartment, they both freeze.
“I thought you said a nerd was throwing this party,” Daichi hisses as they look into a room filled with college athletes. Iwaizumi shrugs helplessly, “That’s what I thought.”
“Welcome,” a voice purrs from their right. Leaning against the doorframe is the most beautiful man Daichi has ever seen.
“You must be Oikawa’s friends,” the stranger continues, “welcome to the party. Drinks and food are in the kitchen. Iwaizumi, Oikawa’s challenging Bokuto to beer pong, you might want to go control your boyfriend.”
“Not my boyfriend,” Iwaizumi sighs, heading in the direction the stranger pointed.
“But he wishes Oikawa was his boyfriend,” the stranger laughs.
“You’ve picked up on the pining too?” Daichi asks, sliding his shoes off.
“If I have to hear one more instance of Oikawa droning on about how he could swim laps in the green of his Iwa-chan’s eyes, I might just shove them in a closet myself. I’m Kuroo by the way,” Kuroo says, tilting his head for Daichi to follow him.
“What does that even mean?” Daichi asks, laughing as he picks up a cup and pours some beer into it.
“Who the fuck knows? It’s Oikawa.”
Speaking of the devil, Oikawa appears out of nowhere and throws an arm around Kuroo’s shoulders, “Tetsu-chan, I see that you’ve met Dai-kun.”
“Oikawa,” Daichi says exasperatedly, “please just call me Sawamura.”
“Well, Sa’amura,” Kuroo purrs again and Daichi feels an electric tingle shoot up his spin at the way his name sounds coming from Kuroo’s mouth, “what do you say to a beer pong match between us and the pining idiots?”
Oikawa’s eyes go hard in an instant, as he says, “Careful, Tetsu-chan.”
Daichi smirks at Oikawa, “That sounds fun. But let’s make it a little more interesting. Losers have to kiss.”
“WHAT?” shrieks Oikawa so loudly that Iwaizumi comes rushing in.
“The hell is your problem, Oikawa?” he snaps, glaring at his best friend.
Kuroo’s grin goes a bit feral, “I like how you think, Sa’amura. Iwaizumi, we challenge you to beer pong, losers have to kiss in that closet for 5 minutes.”
Iwaizumi freezes and looks at Oikawa who is very much NOT looking in his direction. But then he nods, “Okay.”
Oikawa whips around to stare at his friend.
“Oh and no throwing the match,” Kuroo smirks, “we’ll know if you aren’t playing your best.”
Daichi and Kuroo head to the far side of the ping pong table to get it set up.
“Has anyone ever told you that you’re a bit devious?” Daichi asks, pouring beer into the cups Kuroo’s handing him.
“Devious is my middle name,” Kuroo quips, with a wink.
Oikawa and Iwaizumi finally make their way to their side of the table and the game starts. It’s pretty evenly matched with each side wanting the other to secretly win. But in the end, Kuroo sinks the winning shot as all the color leaves Oikawa’s face.
“Drink up, Toto,” Kuroos grins, “Sa’amura, would mind showing these two to the closet? I’ll set the timer.”
Daichi opens the door to the small closet and pushes Iwaizumi and Oikawa inside, “Well, have fun you two. We expect messy hair and swollen lips. And look, there’s even a lock on the inside so just lock the door when you feel like you need more time.”
And then he slams the door shut.
Kuroo hands him another cup, this time with water, as they sit on the couch and watch the door.
“How long do you think they’ll be in there?” Daichi asks, looking at his watch.
“An hour?” Kuroo says seriously, “they’ve got a lot of making up for lost time to do.”
Daichi chuckles, “It’s almost like you planned for this to happen, Kuroo Tetsurou.”
Kuroo turns to face Daichi on the couch, and says, “Well, the goal was to meet you. Getting them together was an unintended bonus.”
Daichi slides slightly closer, “Well, I think you deserve a prize for all that hard work.”
“Oh?” Kuroo asks, leaning in just so.
“Yeah,” Daichi whispers against his lips, “I mean you planned this whole party to try to meet me and you got our friends together. Seems like you deserve some kind of reward.”
Kuroo pulls back stunned.
“YOU KNOW?”
Daichi just laughs and points to the closet, “Oikawa’s got a big mouth and I think you’re kind of cute when you’re trying to be a mastermind.”
Kuroo groans and leans his head back against the back of the couch, “This is really fucking embarrassing, Sawamura Daichi.”
Daichi pats his cheek, “It really is.”
There’s a loud bump from the closet. They both turn to see Iwaizumi fall backwards out of the closet, a shirtless Oikawa toppling on top of him. It’s like the music screeches to a halt as everyone in the apartment turns to stare at the pair.
Kuroo whistles at them which sets of cheers as Iwaizumi pushes OIkawa off him, hands him his shirt, grabs his hand and then hauls him out of the party.
Daichi leans in to Kuroo’s space again, whispering, “Closets free.”
“Sa’amura, this is my place. Let’s at least go makeout on my bed.”
“Aren’t you the host?” Daichi asks standing up to look around.
Kuroo huffs and then yells, “Oi, Bokuto, make sure they don’t trash the place. I’m gonna go make out with this hottie.”
Daichi goes red, “For fucks sake, now they’re gonna be listening at the door.”
Kuroo leans down to whisper in Daichi’s ear, “Then let’s give them a good show, Sawamura.”
And oh do they put on a loud show.
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I cant believe kuroo is 29
#happy birthday kuroo#you’ll forever be my favourite#lemme be your wife#please#please marry me#I love him sm#GOD#j thinks thoughts
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Happy Birthday cItY bOy 🥰
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happy birthday to prettiest guy, kuroo tetsuro
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Kenma and Kuroo - ❝I'll Stand Up with You❞
Ever since Kenma Kozume was young, he has not had the best of luck in making friends. It is not like he has a problem with people in general, but he also does not mind being by himself either. He tells himself that it does not bother him. He does not care if he is different or is interested in other hobbies from other people.
But, no matter how many times Kenma says that he is just fine with being by himself, Tetsuro Kuroo always seems to be close by.
Kenma has such a close bond with Kuroo that he would often shorten his name to “Kuro” instead.
Of course, Kuroo does not mind this one bit since it was Kenma who gave him his name.
Kuroo lives in Kenma’s neighborhood, and since he is the only one who is close to his age, Kuroo always goes over to Kenma’s place and plays with him. He enjoys being with Kenma. Everything seems so peaceful and tranquil with him, and just being around him can make Kuroo’s problems go away for just a little while, but even Kuroo knows that he has to be the one to convince Kenma to try new things every once in a while. He is not going to let his closest childhood friend grow up and become a hermit who just plays video games all day. It is a beautiful world out there with a lot of interesting and colorful activities to try out and do, so Kuroo makes it his mission to try to make Kenma come out of his shell a bit more.
Despite constantly complaining about every single idea that Kuro always manages to come up with when it comes to even taking one step outside his room, Kenma attempts to try because he trusts Kuro. If Kuro is around, then he should at least be obligated to try. Whatever they are doing, it should not feel like it is the worst thing in the world.
…
Or at least, that is what Kenma keeps telling himself.
…
Well, the sooner they do the thing that Kuro wants them to do, the sooner Kenma can go back to his video games.
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Everything seems to be better for him whenever he is with his tall friend, and for someone with Kuro’s height, Kenma knew about his fascination with volleyball. So of course, it did not take any time for Kuroo to eventually ask his gamer boy to come play volleyball with him. Kenma figured it would not be so bad to play on the same team with Kuro.
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Kenma does not often share the same passion for volleyball compared to his companion, especially when his difference in age becomes part of the factor of the added problems he currently has with the sport. Sometimes, Kenma wishes that he was born sooner or that he would be able to skip a grade (because he knew Kuro is way too smart for his own good to flunk and be held back a school year) just so he could get Kuro to understand what he is going through. But even Kenma knows that he does not have to say anything to let Kuro know that he has a lot of problems running through his mind right now. After all, they grew up with each other after so many years. They knew each other’s quirks, interests, and frustrations. And they also know how to make each other feel better whenever they are together.
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Despite being apart from each other by one grade year, Kuroo has always been looking out for Kenma, especially during his first year of high school. There is a lot of pressure being involved with being the newbie student of a new school, especially for someone with Kenma’s lonesome personality. Kuroo was somehow able to convince Kenma to join the volleyball club when he got to high school, saying phrases like, “It’s our last years together” and “C’mon, you’ll have a great time, especially with me around.”
Kenma despises Kuro of saying such sentimental words like these. It is not like Kuro is planning to leave anytime soon, and they always hang out and practically do everything together. Even if Kenma is engrossed deeply into a new video game he had just got, Kuroo has a way of making his presence known to the gamer.
Despite the awkwardness of meeting new people on a team again, Kenma agrees to it because Kuro is there. He does not want to disappoint his closest bud, especially since Kuro has done a lot for him, even during those times when he was not feeling all too well to where no amount of video gaming was not going to make him feel like himself. Age should not have been a factor when it comes to volleyball, or any club activity in general, but somehow, according to Kenma, it really is.
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Kenma has been thinking a lot lately. He wants to quit, but he has trouble trying to tell that to Kuro. He does not want to let his best player two down, but he cannot keep pretending that he wants to endure through all of this. It pains him to his very core, and he feels even more isolated than what he has been going through before.
As he continues to sit on the stairs and contemplate how Kuro would take his news, Kuroo already knows all about this. He is not blind or oblivious to the situation after all. He can see how Kenma is struggling during practice, how much he despises being treated this way from the older teammates, and how much it stresses him to balance this extracurricular activity with school and his time for his video games.
But he also knows that Kenma is not a quitter and that he hates to lose.
So, instead of accepting Kenma’s reasons for feeling this way, Kuroo is going to convince his compadre that he is never going to let him fall. He has to keep going. Even if it will take him a while to get into the rhythm of his new daily life, Kuroo is going to make sure that Kenma can overcome anything and that he will always make sure that Kenma knows that Kuroo will always be around.
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Kenma is grateful for Kuro for pushing him to go past his negative thoughts and be better at his craft. Sure, he becomes the official setter for Nekoma his second year, which he always says that it is not a big deal, but it really is. Kenma has Kuro to thank for that. He glances at Kuro from across the room and gives him a little smile. Even at such a young age, Kuro always takes care of him and is quite observant. In sickness and in health, they both are so good for each other.
It is so rare to catch Kenma smiling over something that is not a video game, but Kuroo notices and cannot help himself but to beam back at the setter. Kuroo smiles a lot, but this is big of Kenma to do. Kuroo knows that Kenma has a nice smile and wishes he would often do this from time to time, but to know that Kenma even relies on him even when facing a hard level on a video game, that is good enough to let the middle blocker know that he is still important to the setter. And he is glad that no one moved away ever since they had met and that they can both take the same train ride together back home every day after school and practice.
Kuroo is a great middle blocker, but he is also protective of this team, especially over Kenma. It really helps that Kuroo is quite tall and intimidating. He does not let Kenma be bad-mouthed around by other players and lets everyone know that Kenma has a reputation of being Nekoma’s brain, heart, and soul. This team functions when Kenma is around, and Kuroo is certainly not going to let his favorite guy down.
Even though while growing up Kenma was only playing volleyball for Kuro, he cannot help but also enjoy what he has gone through with this sport. From the time he could barely catch a ball with his hands and always let it hit his face and when he first joined a team to where he is now, standing with a solid team with very uplifting chances that they could possibly win multiple games and advance to higher levels, the setter looks forward to these games. It is even better to know that even if this is their last year of playing volleyball together, he is happy to be able to do this with Kuro, especially knowing that this is his last year for him. The setter is even able to talk to other people whether they are on the same team or opposing teams because of the middle blocker, and for that, Kenma will always be grateful.
They might not be able to admit it right now, but they really do love being with each other. They care so much and deeply know and understand one another. From the moment they met, they instantly clicked, and it did not even matter what kind of issues they were dealing with on their own. They were able to work it out and encourage each other one way or another. They both grew up sharing the same interests and they both know that they are so good together. Maybe one day, when the timing is right, they might confess their own feelings, but for now, they will stand up with each other forever.
Edited: July - August 2022 (Video), August - November 2022 (Story)
Uploaded November 17, 2022
Kenma and Kuroo - ❝I'll Stand Up with You❞
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Happy Birthday Kuroo!! I adore him!!
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Kuroo: I have excellent observation skills
Kuroo: I can determine a person's character and emotions from a single glance-
Akaashi: kenma is in love with you
Kuroo: WHAT
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Happy birthday, Kenma
October 16th 2023
I didn't make the artwork for this specifically but I might as well put it out today. I'm actually quite glad I found it in me to finish it even after some setbacks. I just wish Kuro's hair had a shape
And my god, have i been horrible with remembering to credit reference photos. Sorry about that. Took some digging and a bunch of russian translation, but I believe I found the photographer's pinterest and instagram.
Check out their work here:
https://www.pinterest.com/uwounded/
https://www.instagram.com/uwounded?igshid=99kwxf14nz0e
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work outfit
multiple characters x reader
Warnings: smut, fem!reader, mentions of oral (m), sexual content, a little pervy character, husband!character.
A/N- reposting again cause tags were being a bitch. Let me know how y'all like it. A main focus of this fic is Iwa-chan cause it's his birthday and happy belated birthday to the love of my life
He loves it when you wear your work outfit. It's not even anything scandalous or "slutty" yet he feels the stir in his pants as you step out of the bedroom. Slack pants adorning your beautiful legs. He can see the little cleavage that peeks out of your shirt that is slightly unbuttoned. Your hair damp from the shower and sticks on your neck and the whole room fills with the dab of the sweet perfume that you just wore. He hugs you from behind, burying his nose on your neck and nipping your skin softly.
“What are you doi–” your laughter broke into a soft breathy moan as you felt him growing against you, softly grinding his hard crotch against your ass as he walked over to the nearest wall, pressing you against it. Soft whimpers escape your mouth as his hands find the way towards your breasts and squeezes it harshly, crumpling that part of the shirt. But who cares? You look so professional. So gorgeous and so damn sexy.
Nobody can fathom that this is the same woman who loudly moans out like a slut as he drills his cock inside your cunt every night. Nobody but he can see your fucked dumb face after he makes you cum for the umpteenth time the same night. No one but he has to know that the woman who is held in such high esteem in her office gets intoxicated as he fucks her mouth till he’s raw and both are shuddering in overstimulation.
That’s what he loves about you– he loves how you can be extremely professional during the day in your work. The woman whose intellectual mind is beaten by no one. Yet you are the same woman who is fucked dumb every night by your loving husband as he rewards you and your hard work.
“Princess, you feel so good. f-fuck I’m gonna cum,” He groans out against your neck, snapping his hips against you, right at the spot which was enough to send you to haze.
“ we’re g-gonna be late– fuck!” you squeal out as he hits that one spot that has you cumming in mere seconds. You feel his hands dancing around your body, groping every curve till he reaches for your chin, tilting it up towards him and engulfs your lips. His tongue fights against yours at the same time he increases his pace down below.
He snaked his hand down towards your neglected clit. He took the nub between his two fingers, pinching it hard, which was the final blow to you.
Your body blissfully floating in high and soon enough you feel him spurting his own orgasm inside you with a drawing moan of your name.
You breathe out heavily to regain your composure, feeling his hand caressing you to bring you down from high. The room filled with the smell of sex and of your own perfume, your slacks piled in one corner. He looks at your disheveled state and grins.
“Sorry, princess, you look too irresistible when you get dressed for work.”
IWAIZUMI HAJIME(28) ATHLETIC TRAINER, Bokuto, Tendou, Mattsun (this fucker has a very specific outfit kink i just know), Kuroo (he would ask you to keep his cum the whole day in your panties) , Atsumu, Suna, Daichi
Reblog or I'll shoot you
Thanks for reading
©- tetsuswhores2022 — do not copy, repost my works on any other platform. Please refrain from plagiarizing.
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Happy birthday Tsukki 🧡💚
my salty moonshine😭 iluvusomuchbb
#tsukishima kei#tsukki#haikyuu tsukishima#haikyuu!!#haikyuu#haikyuu art#haikyuu fanart#hq fanart#happy birthday#Moonshine#kuroo testuro#Bec that's his hand right there
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[Kuroo x f!reader]
“Tetsuro, you’re a dork,” Kenma grumbled, taking a bite out of his slice of pie.
“Me?! You have no idea what you’re talking about. You literally have no love life.” Kuroo scoffed indignantly.
You, Kenma, and Kuroo decided to meet up at a bakery to hang out. You met Kenma a few years ago and have become close friends ever since. He introduced you to his best friend and you three quickly became a close trio.
His friend raised a brow, “Oh really? You don’t know that.”
You snorted and Kuroo screeched, “what the fuck?! Even if you do have game, the only reason those women get with you is because you’re famous.”
Kenma sipped on his drink and eyed him, “They didn’t even know my name. Besides, I’m not the one who’s so socially incompetent that I can’t recognize when a girl is flirting with me.”
You giggled, “He has a point there, love.” Kuroo glared at you, “You mind your business.”
“See? She’s literally flirting with you and you don’t even notice.” Kenma pointed out.
“Are you talking about her calling me ‘love’? She calls everyone that! That’s not flirting, that’s just her being affectionate.” He stared at the both of you, upset that his two friends were ganging up against him and calling him out on his lack of love life.
You and Kenma exchanged a knowing look. Kenma knew of your crush on him, but it wasn’t really hidden either. You flirted with Kuroo at every chance that you got and this buffoon still couldn’t take the hint. You normally would be worried that Kuroo was just denying your advances, but you’ve known him long enough to see that he was an absolute idiot when it came to anything romantic.
You decided to slightly alter the subject. “So Kenma, if you’ve been with girls, what are some hot things that we do?”
You were genuinely curious, wanting to get a guy’s perspective on the subject of attraction.
Kenma shrugged, “All girls are pretty. It depends on the guy. I personally like someone who’s laid back and doesn’t-”
“I don’t think she cares about your personal taste, Kenma. She wants to know what girls do that you think are hot. Now I’m curious about my best friend’s taste. I bet he likes it when she’s bold though,” he elbowed you and you snorted at your crush’s comment. “Be nice,” you muttered and looked at Kenma, awaiting his answer.
He rolled his eyes at Kuroo’s interruption. “I’m not going to lie. I find it hot when girls tie their hair up. Or anything that takes it out of their faces.”
You snickered, “I wonder why.” Then quickly took a sip of your drink laughing at Kenma flipping you off. “What about you Kuroo? What does the handsome nincompoop that can’t take a hint like girls doing?”
Kuroo scowled at the insult then stirred his drink in thought. After a moment, he responded.
“I think I would love it if a girl were to grab my face. The boldness is really hot-”
Before he could make another sound, your hand shot up to grip his jaw. You pulled your faces together and brushed your lips against his. You then grazed it along his jaw until your lips were against his ear.
“Like this?” you murmured, your breath fanning against him. You turned your head to face him, then slowly backed away, smirking. You took a sip of your drink, staring at him from your periphery. You were shocked at your sudden action, but you were also growing impatient. You hoped that this would’ve been enough to show him your feelings towards him.
To say that Kuroo was red would be an understatement. His entire face was flushed and he was stuttering. You weren’t even sure he knew what he wanted to say.
He grabbed his cup and shoved the straw in his mouth. After a few moments of tense silence, he mumbled.
“Yeah... Like that.”
Kenma groaned loudly, rolling his eyes. “For fuck’s sake you guys need to get a room.”
#happy birthday kuroo!!!!#ill let yall in on a secret#kuroo was my first haikyuu crush ;)#so it makes sense that i would do something for him#haikyuu#kuroo tetsuro#haikyuu imagines#haikyuu x reader#kuroo tetsuro x reader#kuroo x reader#unknown records
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happy kuroo day! 🐈⬛
#kuroo tetsurou#haikyuu fanart#haikyuu#kozume kenma#kuroken#hoppyart#my art#kuroo day#happy birthday kuroo!
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this is for my migraine girlies and my migraine girlies ONLY
warnings: nausea description and vomit mention
Tonight was supposed to be fun, you think bitterly as you slump into a free seat on the train. Instead, the second you sat down at the restaurant hours earlier, a drink in hand and food on the way, you felt the familiar, creeping pain of a migraine start to settle behind your eyes. Naively, you thought it wouldn’t be too bad. You thought that with food and a glass or two of water under your belt, you’d be fine, that the dull ache in your head would subside.
But oh, how wrong you were. The dull throb wormed its way deeper and deeper into your temples until you found that even the crisp night air on the walk to the movie theater around the corner did little to ease the nauseous feeling making its home in the pit of your stomach. You knew you should tell Tetsurou that you weren’t feeling well — you knew that he’d understand; but you hadn’t had a date night in weeks, and you couldn’t bring yourself to dull the sparkle in his eyes as you sat down in the theater. He’d been waiting for this movie to come out for months, and you couldn’t bring yourself to cut the night short.
The bright screen and the thundering sound effects only worked to exacerbate your symptoms, leaving you rubbing at your temples and willing your stomach to settle for nearly the entire runtime. And as you made your way back to the train station, you faked conversation as best you could.
“That was awesome!” Tetsurou announced excitedly, moving your intertwined hands through the space between you as he analyzed the different scenes and characters.
“Oh she was my favorite,” you chime in, forcing a smile as your head seemed to be splitting in two. “She was definitely cooler in this one than in the last one!”
“Right!?”
Riding the train was pure torture, your stomach flips and turns, your vision swimming as images and buildings flash by the windows. You bounce your leg in a feeble attempt to distract yourself.
“Hey,” Tetsurou questions from his spot in front of you, a finger tapping against the crown of your head as his other hand holds the railing to steady himself. “You alright, angel? You look pale.”
You close your eyes for a moment as another pang of pain washes over your forehead, feeling as if an axe is being driven through your skull. Weakly, you force yourself to nod. “Mm, I’m alright.”
His palm rests flat on your head before he gently ruffles your hair. The motion and the warmth of his hand gives you a brief flash of relief. You sigh at the feeling. “Feeling tired?”
“Mhm.”
Tetsurou eyes you carefully, his hand migrating down to stroke your cheek. His brows furrow when he catches your gaze, and seeming to sense that something isn’t right, he replies, “We’re almost home, okay?”
Almost there, you think, counting the remaining stops in your head.
4... 3... 2... 1...
The long, agonizing minutes between your stop and the one before it have you bouncing your leg faster, sweat starting to bead along your brow. You felt hot and shaky all at once, like you were about to crawl out of your skin. Your tongue flashes out to wet your dry lips. If I don’t get off this train now, you think with clenched teeth, I’ll be throwing up in public tonight. You squeeze your eyes shut when the train pulls up to your stop, and you feel unsteady on your feet as Tetsurou guides you to the platform, a comforting hand resting against the small of your back.
Your apartment is a short walk from the station, going by quickly as you’re too focused on steadying your stomach to pay much attention to the familiar path along the sidewalk, through the lobby, and up in the elevator. When you finally, finally, reach your apartment, your hands shake as you try to get the key in the lock. Tears of frustration and pain start to well in your eyes.
“Hey,” Tetsurou calls gently, taking the key from your hand, “Let me get it, okay? Are you sure you’re alright?”
With the comfort of your apartment waiting just behind a single, locked door, and with Tetsurou’s soft, caring voice washing over you, you finally break. The migraine that had been mounting all night has now reached its peak and you finally allow yourself to cry.
Tetsurou is quick to push the door open and bring you inside, pulling you into a hug that keeps your head tucked just beneath his chin. “Oh, angel.” He coos sweetly, rubbing your back. “What’s wrong?”
You’re dragged into a vicious loop, where the tears make your head throb more, which causes even more tears. You feel pathetic and childish when you know you shouldn’t, hating to be doted on for something that you should’ve been prepared for — you feel like the image of a child, tired and unwell, telling their parents they’ve just thrown up.
“I have the worst migraine, Tetsu.” It’s a meek response, one that has your breath fanning his neck and your eyes clenching shut.
He tuts, squeezing you closer. “Sweetheart, why didn’t you tell me?”
“Didn’t wanna ruin date night.”
“You wouldn’t have ruined a thing.” He kisses your hairline once, twice. “I’m sorry.”
“‘s not your fault.”
He breaks away to lead you down the hall, your vision spotting as you manage to lower yourself to the edge of your bed. Tetsurou doesn’t let you lift a finger — taking your shoes off for you, changing you into your pajamas before leaving you in the dark, quiet embrace of your bedroom.
“I’ll be back.” It’s a promise that leaves you aching for his return, and when he finally does, he drops migraine medication and a cold glass of water into your palms.
“Take those and then we’ll try to get some sleep, okay?”
It takes you a while to settle once you’re beneath the covers, feeling hot and cold all at once as your head pounds. Before Tetsurou joins you, he presses a cool compress to your head, just how you like it. The room is pitch black and deathly quiet when he finally crawls into bed, his hand finding yours beneath the sheets. His thumb traces a pattern along your skin, a welcome distraction from the pain.
“Is there anything else I can do?” His voice is barely above a whisper, and even in the darkness you can sense the softness in his gaze.
“No, thank you.”
That night, you’re up and down, making frequent treks to the bathroom to feel the cool tile beneath your thighs and linger by the edge of the toilet bowl. Bile rises and falls in your throat, but it never comes. Tears of frustration and discomfort travel down the apples of your cheeks as you lean back against the tub. Tetsurou comes to sit beside you, a hand on your thigh.
“Tetsu, it’s late,” you remind him, your head on his shoulder, eyes closed as you will the nausea to subside.
“I know, but I can’t sleep if you’re not feeling well.”
He sits beside you on the bathroom floor through the dry heaving and the threat of vomit, uncaring that you’re a sweaty, shivering mess. When you feel well enough to stand, he guides you back to bed and coaxes you into his arms.
The silence is broken by the sound of a hum that you can feel rumble through his chest. “I love you.”
You can feel it. You can feel it in the way Tetsurou’s arm tugs you close to his chest, can feel it in the ginger way he speaks and the tender way he’d prepped you for bed. No boyfriend had ever even tried to care for you like this, had ever spent an hour sitting next to you on the bathroom floor. Love seeps into your blood just as the medication does, and you know you’ll feel better in the morning as long as he’s by your side.
You kiss the column of his throat once, nuzzling your nose against his skin. “I love you, too.”
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