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Kuroo gets home late, his body aching, and his mind somehow sore. Listening to underqualified people talk for over an hour really puts a strain on the mind.
He just wants to come home, eat some dinner, take a long, hot shower, and lay with his spouse. Instead when he opens the door to his home, he is greeted with the melodic sound of a piano. He was so tired that he barely comprehended it, so when he walked in and kicked his shoes off (he knew he would get scolded, so he inevitably placed them neatly with the others), and slipped his jacket off did the music finally hit him. The music was coming from a farther part of the house, so he couldn't quite distinguish it, but he knew it was beautiful.
And he knew it was you.
(Or he sure hoped so, because he wasn't planning a break-in piano player)
Kuroo walked quietly through the halls of your shared home and into the office where the piano always sat, and gently put a hand on your lower back. You jumped, but quickly smiled at the sight of your husband. He looked exhausted and you were about to fuss over him when Tetsurou cut you off quickly. He sat down in a chair next to the piano and urged you to keep playing. Tetsurou always loved it when you played the piano. You were so delicate with the keys and you played so well. Tetsurou didn't even bother to change, eat, or shower, like he had planned.
He distinctly remembers you telling him how your mother was a piano teacher, specifically when she was pregnant with you. Maybe that altered your brain chemistry or something. If it did, he sure is grateful, since he loves to hear you play the piano at any moment. It was so soothing, and he found you doing it whenever he was stressed. Did you somehow know when he needed it?
Tetsurou lays his head back as you begin to play the piano once more. He doesn't quite know the song, but he thinks it's from a video game that Kenma and you both played. He's sure Kenma would give him shit for not remembering it. Tetsurou also remembers you playing this song frequently. You would give him shit for not remembering that.
Tetsurou doesn't want to think any longer, and he's not quite sure he can when your playing the piano so well. It's so calming. It made him want to have his heart beat along with the music and fall asleep to the gentle lull of the piano. It sure wouldn't be the first time he's fallen asleep due to you playing, and it sure won't be the last.
As he gets more comfortable in his chair, he thinks that he ought to buy you a prettier piano with the new raise that he's getting. Christmas is soon, isn't it?