I know I don’t do the ships much, but if you guys want KuroKen, BokuAka, or ships like that, I don’t mind. Just letting you guys know. But for this one, in case you’re not comfortable with that Anon-chan, I will do Kuroo with Yachi. I know, super rare, but some people have shipped it. Pictures! Fics, not sure. And since Yachi is pure love and a baby that must be protected (totally not because she was in the last request either) I believe Kuroo could fancy her just so much. Enjoy!
“K-Kuroo-san, we need to go, it’s already-”
“Stop calling me that, we’re not at training camp, Hitoka,” Kuroo murmured as he continued to pepper kisses along Yachi’s neck. Kuroo began to snicker as he felt Yachi flinch at the sound purring out of Kuroo’s mouth. “Just five more minutes.”
“N-No, Kuroo-san!” Yachi squealed, launching herself out of Kuroo’s arms and bed.
Yachi always had to use all of her will to defy Kuroo. He never believed her whenever she admitted it, since she could deny him plenty of times. But it was the truth. Yachi always got weak in the knees whenever Kuroo just looked at her. Whenever he said her name, all deity’s forbid he whisper it in her ear, there’s no telling what she would do for him. All he had to do was ask right after and she would oblige obediently.
“Hitoka, wait!” Kuroo called out just as he grabbed Yachi’s hand before she could escape. Her head slowly turned to Kuroo, a look of hesitation meeting him.
“Y-yes, Kuroo-san?” Yachi’s will was withering, she could feel it in her twitching smile.
Yachi watched as Kuroo sat up, that handsome crooked smile a few inches away from her faces. She could feel her knees buckling just from those golden brown eyes looking into hers. Thank goodness her knees were leaning against the edge of the bed.
“Please, don’t leave,” Kuroo beamed, his face moving in closer into hers. If Yachi’s heart could explode, now would be the time she would expect it too. Along with the other times Kuroo got to her. Kuroo moved passed her face, bringing his lips close to her ear. Yachi could feel Kuroo’s warm breath as he quietly breathed. “Hi-to-ka.”
An awkward squeal left Yachi’s mouth as she froze. Her heart exploded, she knew it was going to happen. Her body fell against Kuroo’s, her head leaning into the crook of his neck, her body fitting perfect against his broad shoulders and chest. Kuroo smiled, hearing Yachi hum from her lips, distressed.
“Okay… Tetsurou,” Yachi whispered quietly. Just as his name left her lips, Kuroo brought Yachi’s body into his arms and rolled her over his body, laying her on the other side of the bed into his arms, continuing to pepper kisses all over her again. Just this time with laughs and no attempt to go to the training camp that was supposed to happen in twenty minutes.