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“You—” Kei kept a straight face as he looked at Kuroo through the tablet, “I’m sorry!” Kuroo pleaded through the other line, lagging a little bit. They were currently Skyping, and Kei rarely Skypes, but this occasion is special, because a certain Youtuber uploaded something that the public shouldn’t see.
“So, you have 3 million subscribers in an instant, huh?” Kei questioned nonchalantly but Kuroo felt the venom in his words.
Why are they like this, you may ask?
Because well, it all started yesterday night. Kuroo got home from a gathering—a gathering of where Youtubers meet and greet each other, including some famous Youtubers like JackSepticEye, MiniLadd—and many more. Kuroo enjoyed every bit of the gathering, got to play music with other Youtubers, played some games, ate, and many more.
But he was dead tired when he arrived home. Casually opening up his laptop as his groggy eyes tried to focus. He forgot to upload a video he made yesterday, he’s planning to upload it right now because Kenma kept bugging him that it’s time to upload.
He was browsing for the final video when his phone suddenly rang. Still browsing for the video, Kuroo picked up and answered with a dazed mind, “Hello?”
“Kuroo, you home now?” Oh, Kuroo thinks, it’s the voice of his angel. “Tsukki! Yeah… I’m home,” A yawn escaped his lips before double clicking on the video. “Interviews are so hectic,” Kei complained and complained, and Kuroo doesn’t mind a bit, all happy to hear Kei’s voice.
And because they haven’t seen each other for 3 months, and being together for almost a year, Kuroo misses his Tsukki a lot. “Kuroo, I’ll go now, sleep well okay?” Kuroo nodded, as if Kei can see him. They exchanged few more words before Kuroo tapped his phone close, rubbed his eyes and looked at the still uploading video. He edited the title and the description, promised himself to edit it again tomorrow for errors—but for now, Kuroo wanted to sleep.
“I’m really sorry! I deleted it as soon as I saw it!” Kuroo pouted, eyes pleading for forgiveness and Kei’s irritated expression was defeated by the puppy dog eyes. However, it was replaced by Oikawa’s frowning face. “Kuroo Tetsurou, you have some explaining shit to do,”
“Shit. Does it include me going to Japan?”
“More like Seoul, Kei has an album promotion here, so better pack up,”
~*~
Is Tetsuchan related to Tsukishima Kei?
OMGG are they together>!?!
I ship it
GAAAaaaAAaaAAyyyy
Tsukishima rolled his eyes at the last comment as he closed the YouTube application before shutting his phone off.
Of course, the internet is fast—the video got re-uploaded to another user, and then another, until eventually it ended up on Twitter. He sighed, the cold air of Seoul was making his nose stuffy. He should’ve listened to Kuroo about taking vitamins.
It was now 2 AM, Kei was seated outside near a convenience store wearing two layers of clothing, a cap, and an oversized hand mittens. He felt silly wearing the gloves but Kuroo gave him these so he doesn’t mind.
A click resounded through the empty street, Kei averted his eyes at the source and huffed under the scarf he was wearing.
There it is, the one and only Youtuber that caused a whole range of problems for Oikawa. The Youtuber was wearing a Christmas sweater below, camera hanging from his neck, and of course, his ukulele.
“You look perfect, can’t help,” Kei rolled his eyes, scooted a little as Kuroo took a seat beside him. The YouTuber released a breath, putting his camera down on the table and grabbed his ukelele. He stretched and yawned, casually wrapping an arm around the celebrity.
“What a nice view,”
“All I see are ice, and white.”
“Come on, be romantic, Tsukki!” Kuroo whined, turned and gave the blond his pout. Kei stared at him, contemplating on what to do to his adorable boyfriend. “Fine. I miss you,” Kuroo froze, shocked and amused. Totally not expecting Kei to say that.
“W-wow… I mean, yeah—I miss you, too!” The Youtube puffed out his chest in a funny way that caused Kei to let out a chuckle.
“You arrived a couple of hours ago, right?” Kei asked and Kuroo nodded, finally relaxing as his hands starts to strum some soft tunes, not over powering enough to ruin the perfect silence.
“It’s too bad you didn’t pick me up,”
“At least we get to see each other,”
“Awww, Tsukki is so cute,” The blond just rolled his eyes, cheeks tinted pink and lips turning into a pout, but instead of more sulking, he proceed to rest his head on the Youtuber’s shoulder, enjoying the coldness of the night and the soft hums of Kuroo.
“Why are you wearing a Christmas sweater? It’s February already,”
“I happen to love this dino sweater. Reminds me of you,”
“It was just one time of Dino movies marathon,”
Kuroo chuckled at the flustered look of his lover, “Admit it, you love dinosaurs,”
“Whatever,” Kei huffed, sitting up straight with his arms crossed over his chest. Kuroo admired the sight before him, loving how Kei can act so childishly free in front of him.
He loves this Kei more than the performing one.
Not that he doesn’t love--- you get him. He loves all of him.
None of them spoke as Kuroo stopped playing his ukulele and started to fumble something inside his pocket. Kei remained still, gazing at the endless night before him.
He felt Kuroo nudged him on the arm, Kei looked down.
Happy anniversary my Tsukki
It was a small piece of paper with Kuroo’s neat handwriting. Kei smiled, took the paper gently. “Hm… it’s been a year, huh?” Kei murmured, his thumb slowly caressed the paper as his mind wandered back to the memories he shared with Kuroo.
From the first time they met in a museum, from their first getaway, the first time Kuroo played him a song— the strum of the ukulele chord brought Kei back from his recollection of beautiful memories as Kuroo began to sing.
“I feel, like nothing was real, until I met you…” Kei moved back a little to get a perfect view, smiling under his scarf as Kuroo gave him a wink, “I feel like we connect, and I really get you,” Kuroo inched closer, bumped his nose against Kei’s red ones.
Kuroo loved the sight before him. So pure and innocent. He’s falling in love again.
“If I said, "You're a beautiful girl", would it upset you?” Kei’s pout was what Kuroo expected, except the light punch on his arm. The Youtuber laughed, “Because the way you look tonight, silhouetted, I'll never forget it,”
“Oh really?” Kei answered, cheeks in full bloom blush, gaze avoiding Kuroo’s eyes for he can feel him looking inside his soul. In a good way.
“Oh, oh, Tsukki~! Your fist has touched my heart,” Kuroo sang out loud, looking up at the sky, “Oh, oh~~ Tsu~kki~” He gave Kei a smile, “I won't let anything in this world, keep us apart,”
He moved closer again, their foreheads now touching.
“I won't let anything in this world, keep us apart…”
“I love you, Tetsurou,” the music ended in discord as Kuroo’s wide eyes stared at the blond’s face.
It took him three second to bury his face in his palm, the ukulele almost falling on the ground due to his fast action but Kei successfully grabbed it.
“Tsukki… I –” Kei hasn’t seen Kuroo this flustered ever since they dated. The celebrity chuckled, using the ukulele as a cover for his own blushing face.
“I wanted to say that to you first!”
“Too bad. I love you, Tetsu~”
“Tsukki! Don’t take the second time!”
Kei continued to laugh as Kuroo tried to pry his hands away, wanting to see his face. However, someone cleared their throat and the couple immediately looked at the source.
“Oh, hi Oikawa!”
“Hm… Kuroo-san. Let’s go inside its cold you two idiots.”
~*~
“So apparently, people on Youtube are interested in my last video,” Kuroo grinned at the camera and ran his hand through his thick lock, “And no, it isn’t about my super out of this world hair, it’s about…”
“About me,” Kei suddenly interrupted, moving Kuroo’s face out of the camera as it was replaced with his bored expression. “And yeah, he’s my dorky boyfriend,”
After the video was uploaded, it was immediately bombard by fans and the press.
Kuroo closed his laptop gently and putting it away before sitting back on the sofa. He was soon joined by Kei, who wrapped an arm around his waist, “How many subscribers?”
“Almost 4 million,” Kuroo grinned, “I bet Oikawa will call you right now,” As if on cue, Kei’s phone rang and the couple laughed, Kei closing his phone because really, after the video incident, they already talked to the management that they can come out to the public because Kuroo has a good reputation as a Youtuber, however, what they didn’t talked about was when they will come out.
“Tetsu,”
“Hm?”
“I hope you don’t think you’re using me,”
“I—”
“I can feel it. You’re hesitant in sharing the video,” The Youtuber sighed, felt defeated with Kei’s reasoning, because honestly, he does feel like he used Kei’s name to gain subscribers, felt like he cheated in some ways.
He then felt warm, soft hands on his cheeks, pulling his gaze to meet Kei’s golden brown ones, “I know I won’t change your view but I don’t mind Kuroo, you’re amazing in your own way. No matter who you date, I think some time they’ll be bound to recognize you and earn millions of subscribers… and I think it’s time for you to earn what you worked hard for, for 7 years,”
“Wow… Tsukki, I—I’m not that highly but…”
“I’m sorry if I made you—”
“No, no! You didn’t do anything bad,” Kuroo kissed his nose, “I just feel guilty, I feel useless, that without you maybe I won’t earn 4 million,”
“Really? You’re saying that to me? I, who watched almost all your videos?” Kuroo was kind of afraid with Kei’s glare. The Youtuber tried to calm him but Kei already stood up, grabbing the laptop in the process.
“What are you doing?”
“Your twitter. I’m gonna announce a livestream, we will have a livestream tonight with Q and A,”
~*~
“Well, this has been a while now, hasn’t it?” Kuroo smiled at the webcam, his wild hair was kind of distracting but Kei found it a little cute. He was seated beside the Youtuber, slurping away on his mug as background music fills the air. “It’s been a little while since we’ve done this Q&A thing, so let’s get started shall we? But first let me introduce the one and only,” Kuroo looked at Kei before presenting him with his arms wide, “Tsukishima Kei,”
“Hi,” At first the livestream was a little awkward for Kei, but for a while, he finally relaxed and became as active as Kuroo.
Kei was reading some of the comments and was relieved to find out that almost all of it were positive comments. He’s loving Kuroo’s cat pile family, they’re so accepting.
“Next question from Kazumire_555, who’s the most romantic?”
“It’s Kuroo, it’s a given,” Kuroo laughed, held on Kei’s arm to silence him but the blond was having none of it, continued talking about Kuroo’s random singing for him, “Hey but you told me you lo—”
“No, Kuroo!”
“Call me Tetsu,”
“No,”
“I love you, Kei.” The blond finally stopped struggling, Kuroo successfully held his arms down as he stared at the celebrity’s eyes. “I love you,” He repeated in their language. Kuroo can see how Kei’s pale color changed to a cute bright red hue, that he can’t help but to laugh at him.
“Now you all have evidence on how he really is,” Kei cleared his throat, his face red from the tip of his ears. Kuroo was still laughing and Kei pushed his head away, the Youtuber falling on the bed.
“Damn it, Kuroo, stop laughing,”
~*~
“The livestream was a bad idea,” Kei grunted, cheeks still pink as he looked at his twitter feed, all full of his image from the livestream, a total blushing mess.
“Part two livestream?”
“In your dreams,”