Ship: Kuroo Tetsurô/Kozume Kenma Fandom: Haikyû!! Major Tags: None Other Tags: None Square: Falling asleep in your clothes Word Count: 1058 words
So, this didn't go in the direction I was expecting it to XD But I still think I turned out quite well. There's much fluff so I hope you'll enjoy :3
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Kuroo had always marveled at how easily Kenma seemed to be able to fall asleep absolutely anywhere and under any circumstances. “Naps”, he called them. When they were just kids, this behaviour had been encouraged by their parents. “Kids take naps”, they had said, philosophically. It was considered normal. Healthy, even. And he even remembered being telling him off every time he would skip nap time. They had come up with the idea of making them sleep together, because Kuroo had always seemed to fall asleep incredibly fast around Kenma. He didn’t know exactly why. He had always felt so relaxed when watching him sleep so peacefully, and combined with the playing with his best friend’s hair with his fingers made him drop on the mattress, sleeping like the dead.
Kenma had liked his sleep when he was younger. Not that he didn’t enjoy it still, but his love for video games was hardly compatible with his previous sleeping schedule. He would now spend his nights playing and his days sleeping. He was either sleeping, playing video games or practicing volleyball. Not that the later occurred often. And as his close, childhood friend and neighbour, Kuroo would be in his company most of the time, and as such, Kenma would inevitably fall asleep on his shoulder. The first time it had happened, they were going home after an official match and Kenma had drifted off, probably lulled by the soft engine of the bus. When they had arrived to their high school, Kuroo had had to wake him up and as he has pulled away from him, Kenma had instantly shivered. He had opened his eyes slowly, adjusting to the situation. He had shivered once more and Kuroo had taken off his Nekoma jacket to drape him in. The second-year had crunched his face at the smell but didn’t make any move to take it off. If anything, he had tightened it around him before his sleepy mind had cleared up a bit and he had zipped it all the way.
From then on, it had become some kind of ritual. Kenma would now look at Kuroo intently every time he would feel sleepy, and Kuroo, weak as he was would hand him his jacket. Once, Kenma had even called Kuroo in the middle of the night asking him if he could bring him his jacket because he had trouble falling asleep after finally defeating a boss. Kuroo hadn’t questioned it at that moment, way too used to Kenma’s antics and had mechanically grabbed his jacket and headed, still in his pajamas, next door, entered the house by the back door which was always left unlocked, climbed up the stairs, opened the last door on his left, thrown the clothing on his friend and dropped down on the bed.
Kuroo looked at Kenma playing on his PSP on their way back home. It was still early since they didn’t have practice on mondays, and the train was crowded. He slipped closer to the setter as he was pushed by the passengers to make more room from the newcomers. Kenma looked at him when he invaded his personal space and then, registering the situation, glared at crowd. They now had too little space for Kenma to keep playing and he reluctantly put his gaming console back in his bag. Kuroo was bracing himself. Because a non-playing Kenma was a sleepy Kenma, even if he hadn’t stopped playing by choice. Soon enough, the little head started nodding and finally nestled on his chest. Kuroo could feel Kenma falling asleep as his weight was put on him and he silently thanked the crowd for giving him the support not to fall on his ass. He ended up carrying Kenma back to his him. He had pondered whether he should wake him up or not but he had chosen to passed it off as exercising. When he opened the door to his neighbour’s house he was greeted by Kenma’s mother.
“Oh, god, Tetsurô-kun. Is he asleep ?”
“He fell in the train, he couldn’t play.”
She just nodded as it was hardly a rare occurrence.
“I’m so grateful that you’re still such a good friend for my son after all these years, but you should be a bit firmer with him. You spoil him way too much, he must a pain sometimes.”
Kuroo knew it was true, but ever since they were little, he had wanted to protect this small, cute boy and he wasn’t about to stop now.
“It’s fine, Mrs. Kozume. Look, he’s not even heavy. He should eat more.”
“Yes, I always tell him but he’s so stubborn. Well, if you’re sure then, Tetsurô-kun. I’ll leave him in your care, I have some errands to run, I’ll be home in around an hour to make diner. Won’t you stay with us ? As a thank you for now.”
He smiled at her.
“Yes, I will. Thank you, Mrs. Kozume.”
He then headed up the stairs, making sure Kenma’s head wouldn’t hit the wall and finally dropped him on the bed. Kuroo separated himself from him, just to take his shoes off. He had just planned on making the short way to put them at the entrance when Kenma shifted and opened his eyes.
“Kuro ?”
“Shh, it’s fine keep sleeping I’ll be right back.”
Kenma made a grabbing gesture towards him.
“Jacket.”, he whispered.
Kuroo stayed stunned for a few seconds and then laughed.
“I know, I know.”
He let it slip off his shoulders and as he handed it to Kenma he couldn’t help himself but ask.
“Why my jacket ?”
Kenma put the jacket on top of him, like a blanket and Kuroo wanted to laugh once again at the absurdity of the situation as he glanced at the perfectly well-made bed.
“Because it keeps me warm.”
And then, Kenma’s breath evened as he went back to sleep.
Kuroo felt even more confused than before. Of course the jacket was warm, but wouldn’t his be just as good ? He sat on the bed, staring at his best friend, and he started to feel his eyes getting heavier. In less than five minutes, he was laying beside the younger boy, playing with his hair. And as he finally succumbed to sleep, he thought that he understood a little bit what Kenma meant.
FILL: TEAM GRANDSTAND, C3, G
Fandom: Haikyû!!
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: None
Square: Falling asleep in your clothes
Word Count: 1058 words
So, this didn't go in the direction I was expecting it to XD But I still think I turned out quite well. There's much fluff so I hope you'll enjoy :3
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Kuroo had always marveled at how easily Kenma seemed to be able to fall asleep absolutely anywhere and under any circumstances. “Naps”, he called them. When they were just kids, this behaviour had been encouraged by their parents. “Kids take naps”, they had said, philosophically. It was considered normal. Healthy, even. And he even remembered being telling him off every time he would skip nap time. They had come up with the idea of making them sleep together, because Kuroo had always seemed to fall asleep incredibly fast around Kenma. He didn’t know exactly why. He had always felt so relaxed when watching him sleep so peacefully, and combined with the playing with his best friend’s hair with his fingers made him drop on the mattress, sleeping like the dead.
Kenma had liked his sleep when he was younger. Not that he didn’t enjoy it still, but his love for video games was hardly compatible with his previous sleeping schedule. He would now spend his nights playing and his days sleeping. He was either sleeping, playing video games or practicing volleyball. Not that the later occurred often. And as his close, childhood friend and neighbour, Kuroo would be in his company most of the time, and as such, Kenma would inevitably fall asleep on his shoulder. The first time it had happened, they were going home after an official match and Kenma had drifted off, probably lulled by the soft engine of the bus. When they had arrived to their high school, Kuroo had had to wake him up and as he has pulled away from him, Kenma had instantly shivered. He had opened his eyes slowly, adjusting to the situation. He had shivered once more and Kuroo had taken off his Nekoma jacket to drape him in. The second-year had crunched his face at the smell but didn’t make any move to take it off. If anything, he had tightened it around him before his sleepy mind had cleared up a bit and he had zipped it all the way.
From then on, it had become some kind of ritual. Kenma would now look at Kuroo intently every time he would feel sleepy, and Kuroo, weak as he was would hand him his jacket. Once, Kenma had even called Kuroo in the middle of the night asking him if he could bring him his jacket because he had trouble falling asleep after finally defeating a boss. Kuroo hadn’t questioned it at that moment, way too used to Kenma’s antics and had mechanically grabbed his jacket and headed, still in his pajamas, next door, entered the house by the back door which was always left unlocked, climbed up the stairs, opened the last door on his left, thrown the clothing on his friend and dropped down on the bed.
Kuroo looked at Kenma playing on his PSP on their way back home. It was still early since they didn’t have practice on mondays, and the train was crowded. He slipped closer to the setter as he was pushed by the passengers to make more room from the newcomers. Kenma looked at him when he invaded his personal space and then, registering the situation, glared at crowd. They now had too little space for Kenma to keep playing and he reluctantly put his gaming console back in his bag. Kuroo was bracing himself. Because a non-playing Kenma was a sleepy Kenma, even if he hadn’t stopped playing by choice. Soon enough, the little head started nodding and finally nestled on his chest. Kuroo could feel Kenma falling asleep as his weight was put on him and he silently thanked the crowd for giving him the support not to fall on his ass. He ended up carrying Kenma back to his him. He had pondered whether he should wake him up or not but he had chosen to passed it off as exercising. When he opened the door to his neighbour’s house he was greeted by Kenma’s mother.
“Oh, god, Tetsurô-kun. Is he asleep ?”
“He fell in the train, he couldn’t play.”
She just nodded as it was hardly a rare occurrence.
“I’m so grateful that you’re still such a good friend for my son after all these years, but you should be a bit firmer with him. You spoil him way too much, he must a pain sometimes.”
Kuroo knew it was true, but ever since they were little, he had wanted to protect this small, cute boy and he wasn’t about to stop now.
“It’s fine, Mrs. Kozume. Look, he’s not even heavy. He should eat more.”
“Yes, I always tell him but he’s so stubborn. Well, if you’re sure then, Tetsurô-kun. I’ll leave him in your care, I have some errands to run, I’ll be home in around an hour to make diner. Won’t you stay with us ? As a thank you for now.”
He smiled at her.
“Yes, I will. Thank you, Mrs. Kozume.”
He then headed up the stairs, making sure Kenma’s head wouldn’t hit the wall and finally dropped him on the bed. Kuroo separated himself from him, just to take his shoes off. He had just planned on making the short way to put them at the entrance when Kenma shifted and opened his eyes.
“Kuro ?”
“Shh, it’s fine keep sleeping I’ll be right back.”
Kenma made a grabbing gesture towards him.
“Jacket.”, he whispered.
Kuroo stayed stunned for a few seconds and then laughed.
“I know, I know.”
He let it slip off his shoulders and as he handed it to Kenma he couldn’t help himself but ask.
“Why my jacket ?”
Kenma put the jacket on top of him, like a blanket and Kuroo wanted to laugh once again at the absurdity of the situation as he glanced at the perfectly well-made bed.
“Because it keeps me warm.”
And then, Kenma’s breath evened as he went back to sleep.
Kuroo felt even more confused than before. Of course the jacket was warm, but wouldn’t his be just as good ? He sat on the bed, staring at his best friend, and he started to feel his eyes getting heavier. In less than five minutes, he was laying beside the younger boy, playing with his hair. And as he finally succumbed to sleep, he thought that he understood a little bit what Kenma meant.