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SugaYachi headcanons or a scenario!! Admin pick~~

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One more addition to SugaYachi hell, just for you, Lexi dear! ;D
I kind of went overboard with the sap, someone please help.

nsfw for mentioned nudity and allusions to more nsfw things happening but not nsfw enough for me to put it under the cut.
I hope this is to your liking!

Sugawara Koushi is fairly sure the most accurate way to describe his girlfriend’s giggles is by likening it to stars in the night sky — bright pearls, warming his heart and bringing a smile to his lips. And it makes him only more intent on keep his fingers moving lightly over the skin of her bare sides, tickling and caressing it both at the same time.

Yachi’s laugh is contagious and he finds himself leaning forward, touching his forehead to hers, breaths mingling, fanning over their faces. It is in moments like these Suga wishes he could stop time, catch the moment in a mason jar and then press ‘play’ again to see what is to happen next.

And what happens next is Yachi slapping his hand away lightly. “Not fair, Koushi-san!” she protests in a breathless whisper. He pouts at the honorific attached to his first name. 
“Hitoka-chan, we’ve known each other for nine years,” he sighs and takes her face into his hands, pressing a smattering of kisses over the bridge of her nose and her cheeks. “I think I’ve asked you often enough to just call me by my first name.”

She laughs, and again it’s stars twinkling on the indigo of the night sky Suga has to think of before he gets distracted of her rolling onto him.
The contact borders on uncomfortable with the humid summer heat seeping through the open window, but Yachi’s skin is soft and just the lightest bit sticky with sweat. He pushes himself up so his weight rests on his elbows, leans upwards so he can catch her lips in a sloppy, lazy kiss. 

“Maybe you have to try another way,” she jokes, a blush washing over her cheeks. Her cornflower blue eyes sparkle all the same and Suga feels a devious smile tug at the corners of his lips.
“Oh, that we sure can try, love.”

Valentine’s Kisses

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20. top of head kisses — AsaYachi

It hadn’t occurred to him at first.

The mere idea of ballroom-style dancing was as daunting as it was
foreign to Asahi. He had managed to avoid it in his youth and for the entirety
of his adult life. It was one of the perks of people believing he was a
delinquent; girls never asked him to dance, and that was fine by him.

However, once he set foot into the wedding hall for Daichi and Yui’s
rehearsal dinner, it hit him fast and hard that no one was going to get him off
the hook this time. The vast dance floor might let him blend in, but he could
never hide from Suga, Daichi’s hawk-eyed best man.

His brain spinning its wheels at a light speed, Asahi found himself
elbowed three times by Ennoshita, who sat to his left, just to snap him back to
attention when he was being addressed.

When the dinner let out, Asahi wanted desperately to bolt for the door,
but a soft voice behind him held him back. “Azumane-san?”

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Haikyuu / Psycho Pass AU

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Sentence prompt requests:

Hinata, “well this is awkward”

ukai ‘im too sober for this’

“Bite me” with Tendou please??

I’ve been in a Psycho Pass AU mood and these all felt like they worked well with the scene that popped in my head. Who knows? Maybe I’ll get enough of these drabbles together to form a linked story. This is in the same universe as my Daichi one.

The slap of water sounded all around as Tendou and Yachi raced down the darkened alley, their quarry a soaked blob somehow getting smaller despite the pace at which they were running.

“You go that way, I’ll cut him off on the other side,” Tendou shouted.

Yachi didn’t have time to consider how she hadn’t been in the field more than fifteen minutes and had already broken an important rule: don’t let your enforcer give orders.

“They’re your subordinates, you call the shots.”

She winced against the words spoken to her not even an hour ago. How was she supposed to explain this? She shook her head, picking up her pace in the direction Tendou had pointed her. Her heart thundered against her chest, trepidation and – she was loathe to admit – excitement pulsing through her veins. The rain stung her eyes, her lungs and legs burned and the suction of her rain soaked suit all worked against her forward progression but she pressed on. She could deal with the repercussions of this later. What mattered was stopping the suspect and getting him to reveal his base. Her grip tightened on the dominator in her hands; it would be just her luck to drop the thing and add to her negative tally marks.

Losing sight of the suspect, she pushed herself harder, rounding a corner in the direction she hoped he’d taken only to cannon into something, her body sprawling onto the water logged asphalt. A hiss escaped her as the uneven ground scraped her skin raw before she landed with a heavy thud. When she applied pressure to her hand to push up she let out a gasp of pain but it was the voice beneath her that drew her eyes open to meet wide brown ones.

“Gah! Are…are you ok, Yacchan?” Hinata cried out, arms flailing since he wasn’t sure he should touch her.

“Well, this is awkward,” Tendou’s voice sounded from behind them. “And that,” he continued, pointing towards the tangled pair as more of their enclave made way to assist, “is why I wear trainers despite the suit.”

Hinata glared over Yachi’s shoulder. “Bite me, monster.”

She flinched at the sharp retort but the object of Hinata’s wrath merely pushed away from the wall and yanked her off him to her feet, a smirk on his face. “Now, now, inspector, you know we dogs aren’t even allowed to bark.” Though his words were directed to the still prone Hinata, his breath on her neck made Yachi shiver. She’d not been this close to an enforcer before and though she knew she shouldn’t be, she couldn’t help feeling nervous. He let her go as soon as her balance returned and she rotated to extend assistance to Hinata but Ukai-sensei was already dragging him to his feet.

“I’m too sober for this,” he grumbled around the cigarette hanging loosely between his lips, struggling to light it against the fall of rain.

He stepped under the cover of Tsukishima’s umbrella long enough to catch the flame against the stick of tobacco. The bespectacled inspector sent his fellow blonde a look of distaste before turning his attention to Tendou. “Where’s the suspect?”

Tendou, hands thrust in his coat pockets, nodded down another alley. “Doing an impression of modern art…or a Rorschach test. Personally all that red reminds me of Valentine’s day, but then again, I’ve always had a fucked up way of looking at things.”

Tsukishima grimaced, gritting his teeth. “We needed him alive you idiot! How else are we going to find the victim now?”

A shrug. “It was that or let him get away, figured it would be better not to give him a chance to grab who knows how many more.”

“Damn dog,” Tsukishima huffed, turning on his heel. “Let’s go, leave the clean up crew to take care of that mess while we work on the now infinitely more difficult task of finding his hideout.”

They all fell in line after him, the inspectors taking refuge in their cars while the enforcers returned to the back of their truck. With a sigh, Yachi allowed her head to fall against the headrest, eyes looking out the rain streaked window. How were they going to do this with their last lead a smatter of blood and guts? The thought turned her stomach and she wondered if she’d be able to handle seeing such a sight should the day come where she had to pull the trigger.

“You ok, little bird?” Ukai’s voice made her start, water droplets flinging against his shirt when her head whipped towards the direction of his voice.

Despite her pale face and trembling body, the little inspector nodded. “Just…tired. I guess I need to spend more time on the treadmill,” she replied, rubbing the back of her head with an uneasy smile on her face.

Ukai hummed but made no further push to get her to speak. In the loosely named driver’s seat, Tsukishima eyed the recent addition to his unit and shook his head to no one in particular. How she had been tapped to become an inspector was beyond his comprehension but then his was not to wonder why; it was to do or die.

I’m actually really proud of this piece and I hope people enjoy it.

Valentine’s Kisses

karasunovolleygays:

17. height difference kisses where one person
has to bend down and the other is on their tippy toes — UshiYachi

The entire time she stands next to the front door of her apartment, just
waiting for her date to press the buzzer and summon her down, Hitoka bounces on
the balls of her feet and lets her thoughts run away with her.

He’s so tall, she thinks,
wondering if she should wear bigger heels so he can at least see the top of her
head at eye level. Towering nearly forty centimeters above her in height, it’s
possible for her to walk in front of him without him even seeing her. It’s a
trait that’s held her in good stead throughout her life when she doesn’t want
to be noticed, but not this night.

No, Hitoka asserts to herself, I
want him to notice me.

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Haikyuu / Psycho Pass AU

Sentence prompt requests:

Hinata, “well this is awkward”

ukai ‘im too sober for this’

“Bite me” with Tendou please??

I’ve been in a Psycho Pass AU mood and these all felt like they worked well with the scene that popped in my head. Who knows? Maybe I’ll get enough of these drabbles together to form a linked story. This is in the same universe as my Daichi one.

The slap of water sounded all around as Tendou and Yachi raced down the darkened alley, their quarry a soaked blob somehow getting smaller despite the pace at which they were running.

“You go that way, I’ll cut him off on the other side,” Tendou shouted.

Yachi didn’t have time to consider how she hadn’t been in the field more than fifteen minutes and had already broken an important rule: don’t let your enforcer give orders.

“They’re your subordinates, you call the shots.”

She winced against the words spoken to her not even an hour ago. How was she supposed to explain this? She shook her head, picking up her pace in the direction Tendou had pointed her. Her heart thundered against her chest, trepidation and – she was loathe to admit – excitement pulsing through her veins. The rain stung her eyes, her lungs and legs burned and the suction of her rain soaked suit all worked against her forward progression but she pressed on. She could deal with the repercussions of this later. What mattered was stopping the suspect and getting him to reveal his base. Her grip tightened on the dominator in her hands; it would be just her luck to drop the thing and add to her negative tally marks.

Losing sight of the suspect, she pushed herself harder, rounding a corner in the direction she hoped he’d taken only to cannon into something, her body sprawling onto the water logged asphalt. A hiss escaped her as the uneven ground scraped her skin raw before she landed with a heavy thud. When she applied pressure to her hand to push up she let out a gasp of pain but it was the voice beneath her that drew her eyes open to meet wide brown ones.

“Gah! Are…are you ok, Yacchan?” Hinata cried out, arms flailing since he wasn’t sure he should touch her.

“Well, this is awkward,” Tendou’s voice sounded from behind them. “And that,” he continued, pointing towards the tangled pair as more of their enclave made way to assist, “is why I wear trainers despite the suit.”

Hinata glared over Yachi’s shoulder. “Bite me, monster.”

She flinched at the sharp retort but the object of Hinata’s wrath merely pushed away from the wall and yanked her off him to her feet, a smirk on his face. “Now, now, inspector, you know we dogs aren’t even allowed to bark.” Though his words were directed to the still prone Hinata, his breath on her neck made Yachi shiver. She’d not been this close to an enforcer before and though she knew she shouldn’t be, she couldn’t help feeling nervous. He let her go as soon as her balance returned and she rotated to extend assistance to Hinata but Ukai-sensei was already dragging him to his feet.

“I’m too sober for this,” he grumbled around the cigarette hanging loosely between his lips, struggling to light it against the fall of rain.

He stepped under the cover of Tsukishima’s umbrella long enough to catch the flame against the stick of tobacco. The bespectacled inspector sent his fellow blonde a look of distaste before turning his attention to Tendou. “Where’s the suspect?”

Tendou, hands thrust in his coat pockets, nodded down another alley. “Doing an impression of modern art…or a Rorschach test. Personally all that red reminds me of Valentine’s day, but then again, I’ve always had a fucked up way of looking at things.”

Tsukishima grimaced, gritting his teeth. “We needed him alive you idiot! How else are we going to find the victim now?”

A shrug. “It was that or let him get away, figured it would be better not to give him a chance to grab who knows how many more.”

“Damn dog,” Tsukishima huffed, turning on his heel. “Let’s go, leave the clean up crew to take care of that mess while we work on the now infinitely more difficult task of finding his hideout.”

They all fell in line after him, the inspectors taking refuge in their cars while the enforcers returned to the back of their truck. With a sigh, Yachi allowed her head to fall against the headrest, eyes looking out the rain streaked window. How were they going to do this with their last lead a smatter of blood and guts? The thought turned her stomach and she wondered if she’d be able to handle seeing such a sight should the day come where she had to pull the trigger.

“You ok, little bird?” Ukai’s voice made her start, water droplets flinging against his shirt when her head whipped towards the direction of his voice.

Despite her pale face and trembling body, the little inspector nodded. “Just…tired. I guess I need to spend more time on the treadmill,” she replied, rubbing the back of her head with an uneasy smile on her face.

Ukai hummed but made no further push to get her to speak. In the loosely named driver’s seat, Tsukishima eyed the recent addition to his unit and shook his head to no one in particular. How she had been tapped to become an inspector was beyond his comprehension but then his was not to wonder why; it was to do or die.

Kuroyachi with #69 ;) (I didn’t choose it because of the number that’s just a happy coincidence lol)

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A “happy coincidence” she says….sureeeeeee! Ik you, Mari 😉

69. “ You’re teasing me again… ”

“Your hair’s
looking tamer than usual, Tetsu,” Yachi comments after he kisses her and enters
her house. “Looks like the new shampoo and conditioner you brought are
doing the trick.” 

Kuroo’s dark eyes glimmer at
the compliment as he admires himself in Yachi’s hallway mirror. His fingers
weave between the dark strands and he puffs up his chest proudly. 

“I know right?!” he
exclaims. “I could totally tell the difference as soon as I dried my hair
after showering today. I’m so glad Akaashi told me about it—even though it took
a lot of backbreaking work to pry the information out of him since Bokuto was
no help,” he mutters the last part darkly. “I guess in the end it was
worth it. I mean, just look at it! You can’t even tell that my head was
sandwiched between two pillows last night!“ 

 He
pivots, fixing his hair from the side. Never once does the grin falter from his
lips. Yachi hides the sniggers behind her hand.

 "Yeah,
it looks so good that I almost didn’t recognize you when I opened the
door,” she says with as straight a face as possible. “You are Rooster
Head no more! You are a—,” a traitorous giggle bubbles past her lips
before she tries again, “You are a beautiful bird of paradise now!”

 Kuroo
meets Yachi’s mischievous eyes in the mirror and frowns. “You
teasing me is still such a hard concept to grasp.”

 Yachi
laughs unabashedly this time. She hugs Kuroo from behind and nuzzles her cheek
into his back. She can tell Kuroo is still pouting when he doesn’t return the
hug. 

 "I
only tease you because I like you so much,“ she finally says after
detaching herself from Kuroo’s warm body. “Ok, and because it’s fun!”
She laces their fingers together, feeling the heat flow between their clasped
hands, and coaxes Kuroo to turn towards her. “I think you always look
amazing. It’s cute that you put so much effort into looking your best
today." 

 Kuroo
flushes and looks away in embarrassment. "Of—of course I had to! This is
the first time you’re introducing me as your boyfriend to the team.”

 "But
they already know you!“ Yachi presses. "They like you!" 

 Kuroo
eyes her dubiously. "Are you sure we’re talking about the same team?
Because I’m 99.8 percent sure Daichi still thinks I’m untrustworthy and 110
percent sure Tsukki wants my head on a spike. Actually, Tsukki’s stats might be
changing as we speak and not for the better." 

 Yachi
laughs as she pulls Kuroo towards the door. "It’s adorable how you’re
worried about those two when you should really be worried about the
others." 

 Kuroo
pales. ”You’re teasing me again…right?“

 "Sure!”
She doesn’t even try to sound convincing. 

 Judgement
Day is upon him, and who’s Kuroo kidding? His hair looks the same as it always
does.

Man this was fun to write! I love fucking with Kuroo xD Tease him more, Yachi!!! 

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1. “Oh my God. You’re in love with her.” + kurooyachi please :3

sushiwrites:

Don’t hate me anon! I’m sorry this took forever and a day. Here is a quick Coffee Shop AU for them! 

She
comes in every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. Usually after the
dinner rush has left, when the cafe is at it’s quietest, she orders a
caramel latte and goes to sit in the corner. When she is not typing
away on her laptop, she is pouring over a textbook, taking meticulous
notes each time.

Kuroo
would know. He’s been watching her for a while. Yachi Hitoka. It’s
the name she gave him to put on her order. And he always makes her
order. The first time she came to the cafe, she looked sad,
depressed, at what, Kuroo didn’t know. So, when she smiled right
after taking a sip of his drink, it caught him off guard. From then
on, he tried to make her smile all the time with all of his drinks.

“Dude,
why don’t you just leave your phone number on her drink?” Bokuto
asked, wiping down the counter. “Or on her receipt? Leave like a
message or something?”

Kuroo
frowned, sure that was what he would usually do when a pretty girl
came into the cafe, but it didn’t feel right to do that with her.
“Nah, I don’t think the usual would work on her, you know? She’s
different.”

Bokuto’s
eye’s widened, a huge silly grin took over his face as he said
loudly, “Oh my God! You’re in love with her!” Kuroo immediately
covered Bokuto’s mouth with his hands, and looked around. Yachi had
turned her head in the direction of the commotion. When she met his
eyes, she smiled and gave him a little wave before returning back to
the book she was reading. Kuroo quickly

“Can
you be a little subtle?” Kuroo hissed, releasing his hold on him.
Bokuto made a show of gasping for air and playfully stuck his tongue
out. “And how can I be in love with her? I barely have spoken to
her, other than taking her order and the weather.”

Bokuto
tilted his head, “Then why don’t you go and talk to her? It’s
better than you just creepily staring at her every time she comes
in.”

“I’m
not creepy!” Kuroo insisted, a bit offended by the remark.

“Yeah
man. Just go up and start talking to her. No big deal. I’ll cover for
ya. We’re slow anyway,” he offered, pushing Kuroo away from the
counter. “You can start by actually telling her your name.”

Kuroo
stared at Bokuto, not sure that if he is actually a genius or super
simple minded. Either way, after Bokuto gave him an encouraging
thumbs up, he made his way towards her table, acting as casual as he
could. He tried thinking of conversation topics that he could start
out with. Maybe asking her what she was studying? Or talking about
her outfit? (Though that might be a bit creepy at first). Glancing
down at the book she was reading, he saw that it wasn’t even near to
being a textbook this time. It was a manga.

“Um,
I’ve read that one before,” he said, trying to keep his voice
steady. Yachi flinched violently from being surprised. Kuroo thought
for a moment that he already messed up his chances with her before he
even got the chance to introduce himself. However, when she saw it
was him, she calmed down and returned to normal.

“Oh,
really?” she smiled. “A friend recommended it to me, and I ended
up buying the first two volumes. It’s really funny.”

She
motioned to the seat across from her, inviting him to sit down.
Kuroo let out a sigh of relief as he took the open invitation. “So
you read manga too, huh? I always see you coming here with work to
do.” He thought that it sounded like he was stalking her, and
prayed that she didn’t think that as well, but when she giggled, he
felt calmer.

“Well,
I’m usually swamped with school work, but this week not so much,”
she said shyly. Covering her face a bit with her book. “I always
come here, so it felt weird to not come. Plus, I really like the way
you make my latte. It’s the best.”

He
blushed, adverting his eyes away from her for only a second.
Scratching the back of his head he said, “I’m Kuroo Tetsurou, by the
way. I know your name from taking your orders, but I wasn’t sure if
you knew mine.”

It
was easy to talk to her. The conversation flowed naturally without
any moments of silences. Topics ranged from mangas that they both
have read, the best way to cook noodles. to the fact that they both
go to the same university. He decided that he liked the sound of her
voice when she said other words than “a tall, caramel, latte,
please. Even more, he liked the sound of her laughter, and vowed
silently to try and get her to laugh more often. It seemed like time
was going slow for them, and yet it went by fast, since before Kuroo
knew it, an hour had passed by.

The
chime to the door rang, and in came another couple of customers. For
the first time since he sat down, he checked on how Bokuto was doing.
There was a small line forming, and by the looks of it, Bokuto was
struggling to keep up.

“Well,
duty calls,” he sighed, getting up from the chair. When he glanced
over at Yachi again, she was frowning, giving an almost pouting
expression. It was cute, and he felt the same way. If he could he
would rather stay here and just talk to her more. Kuroo felt a bit
more confident, and said, “You know, my shift ends in an hour. Can
I walk you home?”

She
perked up, and with a blushing face gave him her most happiest of
smiles,“Yeah, I’d like that.”

I really hope I didn’t write them too OOC. :/ I just like to imagine nervous tol Kuroo fall head over heels with smol equally flustered Yachi. 

Prompt 25. “I can’t believe you talked me into this.” with Ennoshita and Yachi. Thanks! :)

sushiwrites:

It’s been years! I’m so sorry! I want to have the rest of the prompts done sometime next week! haha Anywho, I just think that Ennoshita is a natural smooth-talker. He doesn’t even know that what he is saying counts a flirting half the time, so I hope you enjoy!

“I can’t believe you talked me into
this,” Yachi mumbles pulling her knees closer to her chest. Her
voice was quiet, barely audible over the noises the team was making
getting the set ready. Ennoshita’s movies were nothing new to her, by
now she has helped out in countless films. However, this time, he
asked her to be the main lead, and despite her initial reaction to
decline, he had managed to convince her.

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This is so cute!!

*Wild fangirl appears* *Uses attack ‘Do you have any KuroYachi headcanons?😏’*

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I will admit, I have been converted because of those two comics of them, and the great tag we have of them, so:

  • Study bugs study together. They even exchange color coding tips. Kuroo has a great system for science, especially for biology and chemistry diagrams. Yachi excels in highlighting critical points for English and literature
    • Yachi shows Kuroo her notes for managing the volleyball team, and Kuroo starts using some of the charts and stuff
  • Yachi used to be really intimidated by Kuroo’s smirk and, you know, their 38 cm height difference. But once Kuroo realizes how intimidating he is to Yachi, he tries really hard—poor guy—to be not intimidating anymore
    • he slouches slightly when he’s speaking to Yachi, not so much that he towers over her, but so that he leans slightly closer to her to listen to her speak. he smiles, genuinely when he sees her, gives her a little wave before trying to speak to her
  • Kuroo treats Yachi like a princess, as in he picks her up and twirls her around. Then hugging her close, he nuzzles their noses together while Yachi is still giggling
  • He lets her try to draw a portrait of him one time, because she was studying the way his hair works. He has the sketch kept in his drawer, along with all the other doodles she’s drawn while she’s visiting him
  • Kuroo showing Yachi around in Tokyo. They go to modern art and design museums. Kuroo listens really intently to everything Yachi says, and he gives really perceptive and intelligent comments
    • then they go to a science museum and Yachi listens to Kuroo nerd out
  • He keeps her close when they’re on the train, his hand on Yachi’s back as he pulls her to him so she doesn’t start freaking out
  • Yachi and Kuroo taking the CUTEST, purest selfies together. Kuroo has the biggest, cutest grin in all of them and Yachi always gushes about his smile when they look over the photos.
    • Sometimes Kuroo snorts and remarks that he looks kinda stupid but Yachi immediately tells him that he doesn’t, then leans over and gives him a kiss
    • They also go to take sticker photos together and use all the cat stickers.
  • Kuroo always makes sure he has a bag of fugashi at his place when she visits
  • Yachi’s mom immediately falls in love with Kuroo the first time he goes over for dinner. Because let’s face it. Kuroo is a sweetheart. and he’s great with adults. the absolute best boyfriend to bring home.
    • Yachi’s started cooking for herself and her mom from an early age, so when Kuroo comes over for the first time, she prepares dinner: mackerel pike
    • The next few times he comes over, he always come like half an hour earlier than they agreed so he can help Yachi cook

akaashiikeiijis:

A few kuroyachi domestic au headcanons because I’m kinda stressed and I need to be distracted for a while (more like I should study but my mind refuses to work)

• Kuroo painting Yachi’s nails and trying his very best to draw a small cat designs on her nails
• Attempting to tame Kuroo’s hair pt 1: they use Yachi’s hairpins. All of them. They don’t succeed
• they treat every outing like a date, be it a walk to the grocery store, shopping for socks, meeting during lunch breaks
• Whenever Yachi is stressed and jumpy she goes to Kuroo and leans against him or puts her head on his lap while he strokes her hair and asks her what’s wrong
• whenever Kuroo is stressed Yachi puts her hands on either side of his face and pulls him close till their foreheads touch and tells him to only focus on her voice and nothing else. She also runs her fingers through his hair because it calms him down.
• Attempting to tame Kuroo’s hair pt 2: they use gel. A lot of it. Gel can’t wash off. Help!!! “I will be slick shady forever!” “WE- WE CANT LET THAT HAPPEN EEK!!!”
• Yachi and Kuroo leave sticky notes on each others’ laptops or notebooks to remind them to take care, or drink water or a simple I love you or even a cute animal doodle
• Kuroo and Yachi baking cookies with anime openings playing in the background, each of them trying to mimic or dance to it. (Sometimes they mess up the batter)
• Sharing baths!! Lots of bubbles!!! They end up giving each other small soapy kisses
• Yachi effectively scaring Kuroo at times especially when Kenma is over and playing horror games
• Lazy mornings with Yachi pulling Kuroo back to bed because you’re warm and it’s nice and I just want you to be here. Kuroo agreeing and kissing her hair affectionately while Yachi cuddles closer
• Kuroo and Yachi adopting a black kitten
• Kuroo and Yachi…guys…pls