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Their illicit entanglement started when Tetsurou was assigned to promote the Division 2 of the Japanese Volleyball League. Even if Tetsurou begrudgingly obliged his bosses, there was nothing he could do but accept and adapt to the changes that were swiftly brushing by in his life. Other than the fact that he was just recently promoted, this project could help him garner the experience he desperately needs.
But what he wasn't expecting was for him to be transferred to Miyagi, a prefecture in the North where his old rivals came from.
The Sendai Frogs have been promoted to Division 2 recently, right after the V.League season just ended. And even if they have amassed popularity among the locals, they are not nationally known and recognized by the Japanese people. Although Sendai Frogs is a team that has recently gained several fans, their identity is nothing more than a blank slate to investors and sponsors.
So Tetsurou has one job: to polish the diamond in the rough.
It was an easy task at the start if not only for the distractions keeping him up at night.
Tetsurou and Kei both created a relationship that is meant to be hidden from the eyes of the public. Their connection with each other was purely built out of the need to fulfill carnal desires and to ease the ache of loneliness. At first, Tetsurou was hesitant because he knew what consequences he would face if he were to be seen with Kei, a rising volleyball player of Division 2, but his mind, later on, changed when he wanted to rekindle the remaining embers of flames hidden inside his heart.
The brunette was fine with the conditions of their hidden affair; limited texts, short calls, and brief private chats were exchanged. Tetsurou was satisfied by the heated nights spent with the blonde, who was so pliant and so needy for physical pleasure and gentle caresses that only the brunette could provide. However, during the nights when Tetsurou needed to return to Tokyo for his monthly reports, his mind was filled with sentiments of "what if," and "I wish."
Their relationship has been ongoing for almost three years, neither of them complaining about the conditions of their amorous entanglement. Even if Tetsurou returned to Tokyo a year ago, it didn't stop them from meeting with each other even if they can only have sex two or three times a month. Even if the blonde became popular with the media and magazines, he devotes himself to being Tetsurou's stress reliever albeit his schedule made it impossible to do so.
"Tsukki, you never told me you are so famous on Twitter!" Tetsurou exclaimed after he exited the bathroom while his eyes were currently glued on his phone, busy eyeing the trending hashtags on the blue app. "Hashtag Who-is-this-Blonde-Cutie, hashtag Tsukishima-as-Japan-Vogue-Cover, hashtag Sendai-Frogs are the current trends in the nation!"
"Don't be ridiculous, Kuroo-san," Kei dismisses him from where he is currently seated. "Those are just trends created by Hinata and Kageyama's fanbases. You do know that Yachi-san is one of the trendsetters of the hashtags because she is the head of the National Team's PR."
Tetsurou rolled his eyes in retaliation before sitting on the carpet, mere inches away from the blonde's crossed legs. Even after Kei was offered to become a model for Kimiko, a famous sportswear brand in Japan, he still envisions himself as the Chaotic Duo's shadow.
"Don't be such a party pooper, Glasses-kun." Tetsurou says. "Who cares about Hinata and Kageyama? You are on the cover of Vogue magazine, which is a feat in itself!"
Kei sighed in defeat. "It's just a magazine and a short interview about my lifestyle, Kuroo-san. It's really no big deal."
"Oh shut it, Tsukki. You being on the cover means that more investors and sponsors will fund your games. Aside from that obvious fact, players around Japan will obviously rule the Frogs as one of their options for membership applications. Not only that, but your team is also on par with the popularity polls of those of Division 1! How amazing is that?"
Kei stared at Tetsurou before responding, a small smile decorating his lips while Tetsurou was still busy scrolling on his phone.
"You're still a volleyball junkie and a capitalist. How come your personality got worse after you've graduated college, Kuroo-san?"
Tetsurou did an immediate 180, pointing an accusatory finger at the blonde. "Hey, I'll let you know that I am the Top Employee of the Year for two consecutive years! Do not underestimate your Master like this, Tsukki! I will not accept such slander!"
To Tetsurou's surprise, the blonde's tongue was encircled around his finger lightly sucking and teeth grazing his golden skin. Kei looked like an absolute menace while his eyes lingered on Tetsurou's own.
"Gonna miss me that much?" Tetsurou says and Kei just nods.
The scene quickly escalated from there. Tetsurou and Kei's banter dissipated immediately in the shared hotel room that they are residing in. Only the staccato moans of Tetsurou can only be heard in the atmosphere and the wet squelching sounds that Kei is entirely to blame. When Kei is in charge in bed, Tetsurou could only hope that his weak stamina could only catch up with the beast.
"K-Kei," Tetsurou keens. "That's enough, baby. Please put it in."
Kei heeded Tetsurou's prayers like the angel that he is. In no time, Kei's tongue is discovering the dark cavern of Tetsurou's open mouth. His calloused, rough hands roamed around Tetsurou's exposed sliver of skin, exploring every scar and flaw while the brunette could do nothing but whimper with the several sensations that Kei was generously giving him.
Tetsurou always wanted it like this. With several sensations clouding his mind, he could temporarily forget the hidden adoration that he has for the blonde. With him being a debauched mess, he could temporarily relieve the ache of being in an unrequited love.
"Kei, baby," Tetsurou whispers, "'m close."
"Tetsurou-san," Kei calls out his name like a mantra.
And they both came from their high, with contented sighs filling the ivory room.
Tetsurou and Kei parted ways after the next day. Since Kei's visit to Tokyo is abrupt, only a one-day seminar for his Museum work, he doesn't have any reason to stay with Tetsurou longer than he should have. Tetsurou could also understand Kei's hastiness, and besides, it's not like the brunette could also stay with the blonde longer since his work demands most of his time.
After Tetsurou checked out of the hotel room that he didn't use, he immediately boarded the train to Osaka since he had a scheduled meeting with the PR committee of the National Team. Aside from the obvious fact that there is a continuous rise in popularity due to the constant use of multiple media pages, Tetsurou has to provide the list of several companies that reached out to JVA after watching the progress the National Team has made in the previous championships.
It wasn't long before he was already inside the building and was welcomed warm-heartedly before inviting him inside the conference room to discuss crucial matters.
"Well, that concludes the first matter. I'll just leave it to Yachi-kun and her team to schedule interviews with big entertainment channels and upload the latest lifestyle vlogs of the team," Tetsurou explains. "Now for individual popularity gains, I can definitely say that Miya-kun, Kageyama, Hinata, Bokuto, and Sakusa-kun have the largest fan bases. To reach further heights, we also need to increase recognition for the other members. It's a good thing that various companies reached out to JVA."
The discussion ended after five hours, with lengthy propositions and proposals yet to be approved by the upper bosses of the JVA. After finishing reorganizing his binders, he immediately went outside the conference room where he met Koutaro who was waiting for him patiently.
"Kuroo!" Koutaro exclaims with a grin adoring his sharp features. His hair was down since he just came out of the shower which is not an unfamiliar concept for Tetsurou.
"Bokuto!"
They both initiated a crushing hug with each other as they shared boisterous laughs.
"Man, you look like you've aged, Kuroo!" Koutaro exclaims good-heartedly. "Well, you're still as handsome as ever."
Tetsurou cackles. "At least I don't get to brood in here like a lonely man."
"Hey! That's offensive! How could you?!"
They both laugh at each other's antics. How Tetsurou missed sharing nonsensical conversations with Koutarou.
"How are you and Akaashi doing?"
They found an empty seat near the vending machine so it was a good spot for them to catch up while Tetsurou was drinking espresso in a can.
"Hmm? Haven't you heard? Keiji is in Europe with his team, currently busy publishing a novel. I haven't seen him for months but he promised that he'll be back here in Osaka before Christmas. He's a busy dude, and we haven't been calling each other recently because there are adjustments to be made in the book. Which is kinda shitty but I understand." Koutaro explains. "It's his job after all. As long as he loves his job and he doesn't skip his meals, I'm happy."
Tetsurou pats Koutarou's shoulders. "Man, you've really grown up. If we were still in high school, you would be flying all the way to Europe without even a passport because you're that impatient."
Koutaro's expression soured. "Oh shut up, rooster head."
"Hey, you're mean to my hair. Be thankful that you are witnessing this beauty."
Koutarou just sticks out his tongue like a kid and his expression morphed akin to curiousness.
"How about you, Kuroo? Are you still a bachelor at your age?"
"Fuck off, dude," Tetsuoru replies. "I'm busy enough as it is."
"Well, you can be busy and be committed in a relationship, like what Keiji and I currently have."
"Not all of us can have what you have with Akaashi. 'Sides, in your case, it's going to be different — you've been in a relationship with Akaashi since his sophomore year. The time you shared with Akaashi is a huge aspect that affected the kind of relationship you have with him now."
"Well, true." Koutaro just nods. "Makes sense."
"Of course it makes sense, I'm smarter than you after all."
Koutarou grunted and rolled his eyes at the banter thrown by Tetsurou. They continued catching up until Tsukishima Kei's name dropped like a bomb.
"Hey, Kuroo, are you aware of the rumors going around with the League? Since tabloids and media are two entirely different entities with the rumors going on with the League, I'm going to give you an inside scoop that will blow your balls."
Tetsurou cringed. "Please don't use balls in this context."
"Shush, you." Koutarou shuts him up. "Okay, so apparently, Komori, Omi-kun's cousin from EJP Raijin, caught Suna chatting with Tsukki on his personal account!"
Tetsurou's smile disappeared from his expression. It was as if he was finally slapped with the reality of Kei entertaining someone other than Tetsurou. He never even expected things to escalate so quickly. From what Tetsurou heard from the blonde, Suna was just a middle blocker that he admired back when he was in high school. But what the fuck? They were chatting using their personal accounts when Tetsurou rarely received any messages from the blonde.
"Man, I even heard that Suna visits Tsukki's matches and hang out after games. Kuroo, Tsukki is finally getting himself a boyfriend, isn't that great?"
Tetsurou forced himself to grin and agreed with Koutarou's sentiments before excusing himself using the reason that he had to return to the headquarters. They bid their goodbyes and Tetsurou was alone to finally deal with the demons that were lurking from the back of his mind.
A month has passed by again without any signs of stopping. Tetsurou is determined to just stay busy and drown himself in the mountain of his paperwork inside his own office, avoiding any outside communication. If he were to take hold of his personal phone, he would let his thumb take control of his fate once again and search for the familiar photo of the blonde wearing his red scarf around his neck.
Not until fate decided to fuck his peace again when he was reassigned to Sendai to focus his attention on the growing popularity of the Sendai Frogs. He doesn't know what his bosses want this time, but he agrees without any complaints. What good would it do to him anyway? It's not like they were both in a romantic relationship and as far as Tetsurou knows, he's the only idiot between the two for harboring unwanted emotions in the first place. He could only blame himself for being in this complex and awkward position.
As soon as Tetsurou made eye contact with the blonde inside the indoor gymnasium of the building, he knew that he was an unlucky man that is unfortunately born in this timeline.
Sometimes, he regrets agreeing to be Kei's bedwarmer.
"Kuroo-kun!" Reiki-sensei, the Head Coach of Sendai Frogs, greeted him with a surprised expression plastered on his face. "What brings you to our humble abode?"
"Reiki-sensei, long time no see!" Tetsurou politely replies. "It seems like I was assigned to be the Head of your PR team."
Reiki's eyes widened in delight. "My, I wasn't expecting the JVA to assign you! Usually, it would be fresh graduates or interns. Well, I'm just glad to see such a familiar face coming in and out of this building."
"You flatter me too much, Reiki-sensei."
"Nonsense! Anyway, I need to introduce you to our new faces. Because of your promotional projects, even players all across the country applied for memberships. We have 10 players that we personally hand-picked after the tryouts. Two of them are international college graduates."
Reiki gathered all the players who were busy training their individual skills. But Tetsurou couldn't give a damn about them when his eyes were glued on Kei's figure, taped fingers setting the ball with accuracy and precision — his sets improved after three years. It's a beautiful arc, fast and easy to hit by the spikers.
It made Tetsurou's heart ache.
"Everyone, this is Kuroo Tetsurou, the head of our PR team. Please respect him, and treat him as if he is part of our team. There will be projects to increase your popularity rankings so please consider them instead of rejecting them. He'll be here with us for a very long time so be nice."
The training ended once the sun's last remnants of light disappeared. After the short introduction, Reiki insisted on having a practice game while Tetsurou immediately beelined himself towards the conference room on the fourth floor. Tetsurou met his subordinates and they immediately planned on what would be the course of action that they would take once the season starts. Some suggested holding a press conference before the season officially starts, introducing the new members while others suggested being noisy on social media to increase their followers and their stats.
But Tetsurou thinks of these ideas as too boring.
No one would be interested in listening to what the new members have to say if he were going to be honest. If Kei is the one being interviewed, he would immediately be Internet famous just by uttering less than ten words. The Frogs were also noisy on Twitter, Facebook, and Instagram so he disregarded the second idea.
He kind of regrets assigning Yachi to the National Team.
As Tetsurou exited the building while stretching his stiff neck, someone called out his name.
"Kuroo-san."
He saw Kei walking towards him wearing his parka jacket while his scarf was drowning his soft features. His wavy, blonde hair curls below his eyebrows and his nape while the lenses of his wire-rimmed glasses were fogged up.
If Tetsurou had the right to call Tsukki cute, he would gladly shout out that fact to the whole globe.
"Oya? My favorite junior is waiting for his senpai?" Tetsurou says with his usual playful tone to mask his real emotions. "Isn't this surprising?"
Kei's expression soured. "Go feed your own delusions, Kuroo-san."
"Tsukki, you could at least lie. You're hurting my feelings here."
"And who's to blame?" Kei responded with a sigh.
They started walking side by side along the pavement under the soft glow of the lampost. It's nearing seven in the evening, with the crescent moon decorating the Autumnal midnight skies. Kei and Tetsurou were silent most of the time, neither of them initiating the conversation.
"Kuroo-san."
Tetsurou responded with a hum.
"Do you want to have sex?"
Tetsurou stopped in his tracks at the same time the traffic lights shifted to the harsh color of red. Tetsurou was at a loss for words, tongue-tied from the question he usually hears when they are bored by their usual cycle of work and shared conversations with friends. Did Tetsurou want to have sex after work hours? Tetsurou does not know anymore. Does Kei only see him as nothing more than just a man who satisfies his carnal desires?
Tetsurou raised his eyes to look at the blonde and responded, "Maybe not today, Tsukki."
"Kuroo-san, are you alr —"
"There's my stop, Tsukki. See you tomorrow. Take care, superstar." Tetsurou says as he waves Kei goodbye.
An endless repetition of eating breakfast, leaving for work, working, avoiding any meaningless conversation with the players, going home late in the night, pulling an all-nighter, sleeping, and then waking up again. It's a horrendous cycle of self-destruction for Tetsurou who solely desires to avoid being alone with Kei once again.
Before Tetsurou could even process what was going around with his surroundings, it was already the start of the Volleyball League season and the brunette was busier than he could ever imagine.
Endless updates on every social media page, directing photographers and videographers, even hiring several sports newscasters just to solely focus their attention on the Sendai Frogs, and even posting billboards featuring the Frogs around the streets of Sendai. Tetsurou was even hands-on in creating official paraphernalia just for the fans to take an interest and buy them.
The start of the season was indeed a hectic time for Tetsurou and it didn't help that it was already the D-day for the Frogs' match against another Division 2 team.
"Kuroo-san, the official Frogs merch is sold out in less than an hour. What should we do?" his staff member approached him.
Tetsurou sighs and massages his throbbing temples. "Release the link for our official merchandise page. We can just ship orders nationwide."
"Noted, boss."
After Tetsurou made sure that there weren't any matters to attend to, he found himself seated on the bench in the dark hallways of the Sendai Gymnasium. Even if he is not the one to physically exhaust himself on the court, his body is going to pass out from spending too many sleepless nights making sure that everything is well-attended. As the back of his head met the cold, gray wall, someone called out his name in such a soft tone.
"Kuroo-san."
"What the hell are you doing here, Tsukki? Go back to the court. You have a game to attend to," Tetsurou says from where he is sitting.
"I know, but I want to see you before the match starts," Kei says with a decisive tone.
Tetsurou spared a glance at the blonde who was standing in front of him. He hated how he has to crane his neck just to fully absorb the jock version of Kei Tsukishima. His skin tone perfectly matches the bright green shade of the jersey. He can't believe how he gets to see Kei wearing arm compression sleeves and sports glasses up close for free.
God, how can he be so hot and adorable at the same time?
"Thank you for your sentiment but you really have to go back to the court," Tetsurou says.
"Have you been avoiding me, Kuroo-san?"
Tetsurou's forehead wrinkled at the accusation. "This is not the place to talk about that, Tsukishima. Your match is important as of the moment."
"Fuck the match," Kei says with anger bubbling in his tone. "You haven't been speaking to me for two months, Kuroo-san. Two fucking months."
"If you wanted to have sex that badly, you could have easily pulled other guys. I have my own job and I'm fucking busy as it is. I wouldn't care either way," Tetsurou spewed lie after lie between his teeth.
The brunette stood up from where he was seated to walk away from the heated argument that he was having with the blonde. But his attempts were deemed futile when Kei proceeded to grab him by his wrist to kiss him fully on his lips without giving Tetsurou the time to process things.
Kei's kisses were decisive, they were filled with longing and warmth that Tetsurou was too familiar with. And it didn't help that one of the blonde's hands found its way to cradle Tetsurou's jaw while the other was still encircled around his wrist. The brunette has no means to escape, not when he is clearly enjoying the kisses that Kei is giving him.
Tetsurou's eyes fluttered, and he later accepted Kei's advances. His moan bubbles within the confines of his throat and escapes when Kei's lips land on Tetsurou's cheek. Everything feels warm for the brunette, and he feels so secure just by being in Kei's arms despite avoiding him for two months straight.
"T-Tsukki, baby…" Tetsurou voices out weakly. "You have a game."
"I miss hearing you call me baby, Tetsurou-san," Kei whispers. "Call me baby again? Hmm?"
"Kei, baby…" Tetsurou heeds his request. "Kei, Kei, Kei."
Kei continued to pepper him with kisses while Tetsurou stood there like a molten mess. His expression debauched and ruined in an instant when Kei's hands landed on him.
"The reason why I didn't sleep with other guys is because they are not Kuroo Tetsurou-san. I could never be happy and satisfied if you were not the one sleeping beside me."
Before Tetsurou could even respond, they heard the hurried footsteps of someone and yet, neither of them attempted to fix themselves. Kei continued murmuring sweet things while his fingers intertwined with Tetsurou's hair. It was an intimate moment between them and Tetsurou wanted to cherish and treasure it.
The footsteps were now within earshot and yet Kei continued clinging onto the brunette, never wanting to let go.
"Tsukishima, Coach —" Kyoutani's voice died down when he saw the JVA employee being engulfed by Kei's lanky figure. When Kei made eye contact with Kyoutani, his right eyebrow raised, sending him a threatening glare which the latter immediately understood.
"Coach, no, everyone is looking for you out there."
"I'll be there in a minute," Kei says.
Kei is the one who broke their little bubble and Tetsurou didn't seem to mind. The dim lights of the narrow hallway cast a soft glow on the blonde's honey irises, making them shine iridescently. Kei and his eyes were always so pretty to Tetsurou.
"Let's talk later, yeah? That okay for you, Kuroo-san?"
Tetsurou nods. "Later sounds good," he whispers.
"Watch me win, okay?"
Tetsurou's forehead landed on Kei's chest.
"I'll be expecting hundreds of kill blocks from you, superstar."
Kei blushes at Tetsurou's new endearment.
"That's impossible but let's make that happen."
In the end, Kei scored most of the points during the second and third sets of the game. Because of his quick-witted nature, he analyzed and devised a plan on how to easily make their opponent lose in straight sets. Sendai Frogs quickly bagged their win in the first game of the season. His block points and his spikes also garnered points which raised the morale of the team and Tetsurou just couldn't be any more prouder.
After the game, Sendai Frogs were pulled into a press conference so Tetsurou had to deal with the media and his staff members. It wasn't long when the wave of supporters finally died down so the players had to go to the locker area to finally take a quick shower and rest.
Tetsurou waited for Kei at the parking lot, where the blonde's car was parked. It didn't take long before Kei arrived and they were immediately on their way home. The car ride back home was mostly silent, but Kei still gave Tetsurou what he desperately needed by linking their fingers together on the brunette's lap. The older man was soft and warm all over, and Tetsurou couldn't be happier.
Fuck, Tsukki is so cute.
They arrived at Kei's apartment complex. Even as they were heading towards where the elevator was located, Kei still kept their hands intertwined, like two idiotic high schoolers who were going on a date for the first time. Tetsurou is flying on cloud nine, and he wishes that whatever the outcome of their conversation is, they could end it on a good note without inflicting twin bruises.
"Do you want tea, Kuroo-san?" Kei asked when he closed the door to his apartment. Tetsurou respectfully declines.
"Can we talk instead?"
Kei looks at him with the softest gaze. "If that's what you like."
They both sat on the sofa facing each other, ready to wear their hearts on their sleeves and confess their sins in the shared space of secrecy and privacy.
"Kuroo-san, can I start by asking you a question? If that's okay with you." Kei bites his lower lip in anticipation which Tetsurou eases with a brush of his thumb on the blonde's lower lip. It stained Kei's lips in burning red.
"Go on," Tetsurou urged him.
Kei's eyebrows furrowed and his lips opened and closed a few times before letting his question out of the atmosphere.
"Why did you avoid me out of the blue, Kuroo-san? Did I do anything to make you mad?"
Tetsurou avoided Kei's eyes, opting to look at the lavender curtains that are covering the dim luminescence of the evenings in the countryside. The brunette's ears were flushed crimson, wine spilling from the tips of his ears down to where his neck and shoulders were connected.
Tetsurou was at a loss for words, stammering, and producing syllables that did not exist in the English alphabet. It wasn't good for Tetsurou's heart to be in the hot seat but Kei was a dear, an angel with a patience so long waiting for Tetsurou to gather his thoughts and organize them before spilling a glass filled with words.
"The League suspected that something was going on between you and that Suna guy from EJP Raijin." Tetsurou started with a huff. "I hated the fact that you were conversing with him using your personal account, while I, someone who has known and been beside you for years, only exchanged a couple of messages and short calls. It made me think how it was so unfair, but it was so selfish of me to think about it that way when I know that I do not have the right to feel jealous and possessive over someone that I do not own."
"It's kinda stupid, but it hurts." Tetsurou blinked his tears away. His eyes returned to Kei's honey ones and he continued with his confessions. "It pains me to think that I am going to lose someone whom I had feelings for the past three years. That's why I avoided your ass — I avoided you because I don't want to continue hoping that you feel the same for me, Kei."
Kei's eyes widened in surprise, his lips forming an 'O' with the sudden revelation of Tetsurou's harboring adoration for the blonde. The older man's heart was about to burst, and his face was touched by a stronger shade of pink.
"Y-You love me?" came Kei's reply.
Tetsurou nodded, with a relieved grin plastered on his face. "Why do you think I agreed to stay beside you after all these years, blondie?"
Kei's reaction was something the JVA employee didn't expect. The blonde grabbed Tetsurou's palms and placed them on his forehead with Kei's fingers delicately holding them in place. Tetsurou looks like a god being worshiped and graced by an angel.
"Kuroo-san, I have loved you ever since I was in high school," Kei says while his eyes are glued onto the material of the sofa. "That's why I was so happy to see you again when you were transferred here in Sendai three years ago. I only established and offered you this relationship because I didn't want to risk losing you when you were so close and attainable but, my actions only inflicted you pain and suffering. If only I had mustered up my courage to confess and say all the things I have wanted to say before you graduated, maybe, maybe —"
Kei wasn't done with his emotional outburst but Tetsurou already engulfed the blonde in a tight hug. Every nerve inside his body is burning with a newfound energy that Tetsurou welcomes openly. He doesn't need words of affirmation to validate anything now that Tetsurou has gotten a gist of Kei's internal turmoil for the past years. Both of them suffered too much from this illicit affair that lies behind closed doors of shared hotel rooms and borrowed apartments.
"You're such a dork, Tsukki." Tetsurou exclaims as his nose is burrowed in Kei's neck. "Let's stop blaming ourselves and be boyfriends already. We're too old for crappy regrets anyway."
Kei pulled back from the hug to look at Tetsurou incredulously. "B-Boyfriends? Y-You want me to be your boyfriend?"
Tetsurou grins. "Being your boyfriend is not enough for dear Tsukki, huh? How about husbands? Does that suit my superstar's liking?"
Kei's cheeks are now dusted crimson and his lips formed a pout. A mannerism that would be the cause of Tetsurou's death.
"Why do you have to be so infuriating?" Kei grumbles. "You can just propose like any normal human being."
"Eh? Being normal is fucking boring. And being boring is not included in the queer linguistics," Tetsurou exclaims. "Besides, we are not like any other trope out there. We literally started out as fuck buddies!"
"Kuroo-san!" Kei grumbles in disbelief. "Must you really do this?"
Tetsurou grabbed Kei's waist to shift their positions on the sofa. Kei is now straddling Tetsurou's waist while the brunette's hand remains on Kei's slim waist. The blonde looks so mesmerizing under the bright lights.
"Tsukki, do you want me to be your boyfriend?"
Kei's hands found the back of Tetsurou's nape which urged them to let their foreheads touch, and smiling giddily as Kei whispered away the answer to Tetsurou's question.
"My answer will depend on your performance this evening."
"Bold, aren't we?"
"Please shut up and kiss me, Kuroo-san."
Kei grabbed Tetsurou's burgundy necktie to languidly trace his tongue all over the brunette's lips before kissing them properly. The heated atmosphere inside Kei's apartment continued to increase as the scenery quickly shifted from innocent banters to shared moans.
Sweaty garments adorned the wooden floorboards while two souls were intertwined with each other on the blonde's uncomfortable mattress. They were both panting, and they were both drenched in their sweat but this didn't hinder them from their activity to reach the heavenly gates of zenith. Tetsurou was doing most of the work pampering the needy blonde. Every caress shared, every moan that spilled from their lips, every time Tetsurou hit the right spots inside Kei's messy interior — it was more than enough for them to reach their high.
"Kei, baby…" Tetsurou calls out. "Love you."
The blonde smiles and reaches out to kiss his partner's forehead.
"Love you too, Tetsu."
They shared their night with their legs intertwined under the dirty, ivory sheets with small, contented smiles adorning their features.
After they privately confirmed their blooming relationship inside Kei's apartment in downtown Sendai, it wasn't long before someone discovered them. As they were exchanging an innocent kiss under the mistletoe of the shabby restaurant in Roppongi, a paparazzi from a small publishing company took the liberty to capture the perfect scenery shared between them. It wasn't long before Kei and Tetsurou were dubbed as Internet famous. Their budding relationship reached international news and they were even labeled as the "It Couple" of the year.
The trending hashtags lasted for about a week, with Twitter users fully supporting their amorous entanglement. While Tetsurou received an earful from the JVA, his bosses and co-employees continued to cheer on Tetsurou for successfully escaping his bachelorhood. Kei couldn't escape the buzz from interviewers left and right which kind of pissed the blonde, but every time a question that involves Tetsurou escapes from the interviewers' lips, he answered them briefly, honestly, and with a soft expression adorning his face.
Tsukishima Bags Home His Trophy!
Kei Tsukishima Confirms His Relationship With A JVA Employee?!
Sendai Frogs' Kei Tsukishima Is Caught Up In A Scandal?!
High School Love Affair: Tsukshima from Sendai Frogs Admits His Adoration For His Senior
Tsukishima Kei Single No More!
These were some of the headlines of several tabloids that described the surface level of Kei and Tetsurou's relationship. It even altered some of the actual answers that Kei has given out which frustrated the blonde, but so as long as people see their relationship in a good light, then there's no problem, right?
This news also caused a huge uproar within the entire V.League. From Division 3 to Division 1, they wanted to know all the minute and important details there are. What's worse than the freaking situation of them all was Koutarou demanding their presence in Osaka to explain what the hell just transpired in Miyagi.
"Yeah, no can do, Bokubro. Tsukki and I are currently busy dealing with things on our end here. Just read the articles. Bye! Say hi to Akaashi for me!"
"What? No, Kuroo get your ass back here! How dare you touch our precious Tsukki —"
"Bye, Bokuto!" and with that, Tetsurou ended the call.
Kei closes the book he is reading when he feels Tetsurou's arms encircling around his waist. Tetsurou really likes keeping his hands on the blonde and Kei is willing to devote himself to being on the receiving end of the brunette's affections.
"I take that it didn't end well?" Kei asks.
"Nah," Tetsurou shakes his head in disagreement. "More like Bokuto accusing me of a crime for something I didn't do."
"Hmm." Kei hums. "Did you regret publicizing our relationship?"
Tetsurou's eyebrows furrowed. "What? No, dummy. More like I'm stressed but, it's a good type of stress."
Kei's lips purse in disbelief. "It doesn't make any sense."
"It doesn't have to make any sense, baby," Tetsurou assured Kei. "This wave of new dawn of realization will eventually fade when Miya-kun and Chibi-chan get heated and announce their engagement without even informing their PR team."
Kei laughs. "You're right. They are absolutely airheads who don't have any self-preservation."
Their bubble of serenity was destroyed when there were consecutive notification rings in Tetsurou's phone. Tetsurou grabbed it from the headstand and placed his phone between them so they could both see the fuss on the blue app.
Tetsurou reads the article aloud: "Miya Atsumu and Hinata Shouyo confirm their engagement on their personal Instagram pages."
"Speak of the devil and he shall appear," Kei monotonously said.
"They are both pain in the asses," Tetsurou exclaims as he received a call from his boss a minute after reading the headlines.