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Tanka: [“Do you want to come too?”]
Your boyfriend had been busy all of yesterday. He’d been up at the crack of dawn for a run, followed by volleyball practice, and a couple practice games. So you really hadn’t seen much of him since he kissed you goodbye at four yesterday morning. Luckily, you were making up for that today with late morning cuddles. “Pick your head up my arm fell asleep.” He mumbles. You move your head off his arm and he pulls it away to tuck it under his pillow. You press your face into his chest as you let out a soft whine. “Stop moving and let me cuddle. You weren’t around yesterday so I’m deficient.” He chuckles and sneaks a hand under your shirt to rub your back. “Sorry, I’ll stop moving.” He promises as he presses a kiss to your forehead.
You two lay there for a few minutes, just breathing and holding each other close, but the peace is disrupted with a sharp bark. Tanka groans as you roll away from him to help your tiny black Pomeranian onto the bed. “Couldn’t you just let him outside or something?” He says half-heartedly.
Your boyfriend has somewhat of a love-hate relationship with your little dog.
“Come on Ryuu, Night just wants some love.” You say as you press your nose against the dogs, which causes him to lick it. You let out a giggle before placing him down on the bed beside you. Night pads over to Tanaka and crawls onto his stomach before laying down. “See, he likes you. You just don’t like him.” You tell him with a smug smile on your lips. “He’s okay, I guess.” He replies, scratching the little dog’s head lightly. You watch happily as your two boys get along before Tanaka gives you a glance. “What time is it?” He asks, trying to get a look at the clock on the nightstand behind you. You take a look before answering. “Nearly one, why?” “I was gonna head to the store in a bit. I need to pick up some things.” He says.
When you don’t answer him he looks over at you, noticing the disappointment written on your face. He looks back at your Pomeranian and pets its head. “Do..,” he clears his throat, “do you want to come too?” You glance at him, with a little smile on your lips. “Can I?”
Your beaming face is really cute, and hard for him to say no to. “Of course.”
Ukai: [“Come here. Let me fix it.”]
You pound your fist on the bathroom door once. “Hurry up in there.” You say before heading over to your closet to pull out an appropriate outfit for this evening. You were having dinner with your husband’s family, and would be celebrating his grandfather’s birthday. That is if you could leave on time.
“I’m almost done, woman!” Ukai, your husband, calls from the bathroom. Which means two more minutes. You decide to get a head start on changing by stripping to your undergarments and pulling a knee length dress over your head, not bothering to zip it. Moving over to your nightstand you pick up a tube of lipstick just as your husband exits the bathroom, suit on but his tie undone. “Finally,” you murmur. “All yours ____.” He says gesturing to the open doorway. You pass by him, pointing at his tie has you enter the bathroom. “I’ll get that when I’m done with my lipstick.” You promise.
The lipstick proves to be uncooperative but you manage to make it look presentable somehow.
“We don’t want this to be like Thanksgiving, so please don’t get into anything with your cousin this time.” You warn as your skilled fingers tighten his tie to perfection. “You and I both know that it was h-” You cut him off before he can finish his sentence. “Don’t.” You say with a meaningful glare. He holds his hands up in surrender. “Fine.” You place a hand on his shoulder as you slip your feet into your heels. “Thank you.” You tell him, pressing a kiss to his cheek.
You follow him out of your bedroom, fiddling with your zipper. You let out a groan as you manage to get it stuck. You struggle with it a little longer before your husband’s hands slip over your own. “Come here. Let me fix it.” He offers. You remove your hands from the zipper and allow him to take over.
The zipper dislodges, zipping up easily after a couple of seconds. You let out a sigh of relief. “Thank you, honey. I love you.” You say and wrap your arms around Ukai, pressing a kiss against his lips. “I love you too.”
Oikawa: [“You’re important too.”]
“How long?” You ask, yawning slight after your question. You pacing boyfriend stops abruptly before making eye contact with you. “What do you mean, how long?” He’s giving you a confused look. You roll your eyes, giggling at your dumbfounded boyfriend. “How long will you be gone? That’s what I mean you dork.”
“I’m not going.” The look in his eyes takes you aback. It’s the look in his eyes just as he’s preparing to serve. The look in his eyes when he’s serious.
“What do you mean you’re not going? This is an amazing opportunity Tooru! Not to mention they asked for you specifically.” You say, flipping your book closed and leaning back, crossing your arms. He sighs and sits at the foot of his bed, about an arm’s length away from you. “I don’t, I can’t leave you.” You shake your head reaching out to touch him. “You’re not leaving me. It’s just distance Tooru, it doesn’t mean we have to break up.” You reason, your hand rubbing his shoulder. He reaches up and stops your hand, taking it in his.
You give him a reassuring squeeze. “I love you Oikawa Tooru, and no amount of distance will change that. Ever.” He lets go of your hand to pull you close to him, burying his face in your neck. “I just hate the idea of being so far away. Not being able to hold you, like this, when I want to. Not being able to wake up to your pretty face every morning. I don’t want to sacrifice all of that for something I’ve been doing my whole life. Not when I can be here and do the exact same thing.” He explains, his hands running up and down the length of your back. “It is not the “exact same thing” and you know it.” Your statement causes him to laugh dryly.
“You love volleyball. If there’s anything I know about you, it’s that. So please stop making me feel bad and just accept the offer.” You say, pulling away to look at his face. “I want what’s best for you, and this is it. Even if that means I don’t get to see you all the time.” Cupping his face, you press a chaste kiss to his lips.
His eyes search yours as his hands cover your own. “You’re important too.” He whispers, a tear sliding down his cheek. You give him a soft smile. “I know. So is volleyball, though. This is your future we’re talking about here.” You say, wiping away the tear with your thumb. “You are my future, ____.” He replies and presses his lips to against yours in a painstakingly sweet kiss.
“You know you never answered my question right?” You say, a smile dancing across your lips. “Shut up.” Tooru murmurs, sliding his fingers into your hair and pulling you in for another kiss.
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