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The knock on his office door pulls Kuroo from his internal ranting. He mutters a gruff ‘come in,’ clicking furiously at his computer. He was supposed to have left already. He was supposed to spend the evening with his boyfriend, who had travelled up specifically to
The knock on his office door pulls Kuroo from his internal ranting. He mutters a gruff ‘come in,’ clicking furiously at his computer. He was supposed to have left already. He was supposed to spend the evening with his boyfriend, who had travelled up specifically to
Tsukki visiting Kuroo at his office at the JVA late at night, Kuroo has been working so hard he needs a bit of a break
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He doesn’t look away from his screen to greet whoever opens the door, simply waiting for them to speak. His reputation as an easy going, calm in a crisis, shoulder to lean on was going straight down the drain and right now? He couldn’t care less.
Tsukki’s voice is a balm to his frayed nerves. He snaps his head away from the computer, his neck groaning at the sudden change in position. Tsukki smiles at him, but he sees the worry in
‘Baby,’ Kuroo sighs, scooting his chair back. He moves to stand but Tsukki is quicker, keeping him planted firmly in the chair as he leans between Kuroo and the desk, breaking eye contact completely with the computer for the first time in hours.
Kuroo groans, burying his face in Tsukki’s abdomen. He lets his boyfriend pet through his hair as he gives voice to his internalized rant. An intern had
With the rant out of his system, all that was left was to mourn his chance to spend his evening like this, his face pressed into any part of Tsukki within reach, recharging after a brutal separation. It had been far too long.