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Sunday morning, rain is falling
Kuroo woke up to find the curtains drawn completely at the sides of the window. Raindrops hit the glass panes of the window making a rhythmic pitter-patter sound. The weather was one of those weird sunny and rainy combinations so the sky wasn’t completely gray. The raindrops that stuck to the glass shone from the sunlight coming in through the windows.
Steal some covers, share some skin
Beside him, the blankets stirred with movement and a head of blonde and black hair emerged slightly from underneath. Kuroo smiled, remembering that Kenma stayed over that night. Kuroo managed to put away his game once it got too late and the two had cuddled together under the blankets, sharing their warmth while they slept. He reached a hand out and began stroking his soft hair.
Clouds are shrouding us in moments
Kuroo pulled the blankets down slightly to reveal his boyfriend’s sleeping face. He slept just like a cat: legs and arms curled up into himself. His head resting on the pillow with a peaceful expression settled on his face. He leaned over to his ear and whispered a gentle “Wake up Kenma…”
It’s unforgettable, you twist to fit the mold that I am in
“Mmmm…” he groaned in response as his face scrunched up. Kuroo resisted the urge to poke his nose or squish his cheeks. Kenma buried himself into Kuroo’s side and pulled the blankets over his head.
Fingers trace your every outline, oh yeah
Kuroo chuckled and continued to comb his fingers through his boyfriend’s hair, knowing that he liked it a lot whenever he did that. His thumb reached down to draw circles on his cheeks that were sprinkled with tiny, tiny freckles that Kuroo loved.
That maybe all I need, in darkness she is all I see
“Kenma, you have to wake up. It’s too late to be sleeping already,” he said, giving his shoulder a nudge with his hand.
“Shut up Kuroo,” he responded, swatting the older boy’s hand away. “It’s Sunday anyway. That means I get to sleep as much as I want.”
Change of weather, still together when it ends
Kuroo gazed out the window. Even the lazy weather seemed to agree with Kenma. The rain showed no signs of stopping which meant that the two would probably spend their Sunday together indoors. Kenma hated being outside during the rain anyway.
Paint a picture with my hands
Kuroo chuckled and lay back down on the bed, pulling Kenma closer to his chest. The blonde-haired boy moaned in response and opened his eyes to reveal golden-colored pupils. His expression looked like a pissed-off cat that was woken up from its nap. Not like there was any difference between the two.
That someday it would lead me back to you
“Fine, you win Kenma. We’ll laze around in bed as much as you want,” Kuroo smirked. Kenma hummed and buried his back in between his pillow and Kuroo’s side.
“However…” Kuroo continued, flashing a grin at Kenma who had just closed his eyes to go back to sleep. “I get to do…this!” He wrapped his arms and legs tightly around the smaller boy beside him. Kenma gave a small yelp which was later muffled by Kuroo rubbing his nose against his.
“Kuroo…” he said, looking even more like a really pissed-off cat. A small blush dusted his cheeks and he wrapped himself up tighter in the blankets.
Driving slow on Sunday Morning, and I ain’t never want to leave
“Sorry, I couldn’t help it,” Kuroo chuckled, not looking sorry at all for what he did.
“Whatever… just let me sleep…” Kenma grumbled, the corners of his mouth turned up in a slight smile that even Kuroo couldn’t miss.
“Sure, Kenma,” he answered, hugging Kenma to his chest. He buried his face in the shorter boy’s sweet-smelling hair. Kenma nuzzled his face into his boyfriend’s neck, a hidden but content smile etched on his face.
“’Night… Kuroo,” he yawned.