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Summary:

Little one shots from twitter prompts/requests. Various pairings, named in the chapter titles. All the same rating, nothing too heavy or explicit, just some mild language~

Chapter 1: KuroTsukki

Notes:

Hello~

This one is for Adriana, the Queen of KuroTsukki (no seriously go read her fics), who requested "Surprise Kiss". This is probably not what you expected but i hope you like it <3

(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)

Chapter Text

Kei isn't sure how he ended up this way.

 

Cake and frosting cover his hands, bits smashed on his cheek. The living room is a disaster. Couch cushions and pillows thrown astrew, the coffee table on its side like a barrier, and, gods , how did part of the cake get all the way over there.

 

And yet, Kei is laughing. Giggling, even.

 

Kuroo is behind the table, peering up at him, a handful of the destroyed food ready to be thrown. “You think this is funny? You think this is a game, Kei?”

 

The laugh turns into a snort and Kei covers his face with a hand. “Of course not, Tetsu. This is a war.”

 

“You look wholly unprepared.”

 

Raising a brow, Kei grabs the last mushy pile from the plate, never  breaking eye contact. “Try me.”

 

A shit eating grin forms on Kuroo's face. He darts back down under his cover. Kei tries, really tries hard, to not laugh when he sees Kuroo army crawl, his ass wiggling way more than necessary.

 

“That won't distract me.” Kei says around a chuckle. He steps onto a dining room chair, giving himself a broader view. Kuroo is being showy in his crawl, the hand holding the cake held high, and Kei already knows how he's going to win.

 

Biting down a smirk, Kei throws his mushy lump directly at Kuroo's face. There's a yelp, a curse, and then undignified spitting, but Kuroo does not drop his weapon. Instead, he looks up, face covered in remnants of the baked good, and pouts at Kei. “That was unfair.”

 

Kei shrugs. He watches Kuroo, waits. Waits for the man to crawl closer. Waits for him to spring up onto his feet. Waits for Kuroo to smile like the devil he is, feigning a look of terror as he realizes he's trapped. Waits until the arm is poised to throw--

 

And then Kei grabs Kuroo's cheeks and gives him a big, messy kiss full of sugar.

 

The cake in Kuroo's hand falls to the floor.

 

Kei pulls away, looks into dazed hazel eyes, and gives a crooked grin. “Who was unprepared?”

 

Kuroo blinks once. Twice. Shakes his head and lets out a laugh. “That was dirty.”

 

Kei shrugs again, steps down. “‘All's fair in love and war’, dear Tetsurou.”

 

Notes:

You can find me screaming on twitter