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Kuroo likes to be the big spoon and Sawamura can’t complain; after all the height gap between them is important so it’s more comfortable like this.
Sawamura uses to curl up a little and tangle his feet with Kuroo’s while Kuroo wraps his arms around him. His biceps are a nice pillow, actually. “I bet your hand is dead because the blood can’t reach.” Sawamura usually says, chuckling. Kuroo waves it off because he doesn’t mind, though he often can’t feel his fingers after a while.
Kuroo likes that he has a great view; he has always liked Daichi’s neck and broad shoulders and in this position he can stare at those all the time he wants, until he falls asleep. He likes it when Daichi takes off his shirt so he can kiss his freckles too.
Sawamura likes to be this close to Kuroo, that’s what important to him. He can feel Kuroo’s beating heart against his back and his breath on his hair. It all soothes him.
One day, Kuroo comes home but a very long face. He groans and drops his bag by the door as he closes it. Sawamura frowns and looks over. “What’s wrong?” He stands up from the small table they had in the living room.
“Everything.” Kuroo groans again, running his hand through his messy hair. “University sucks, my classmates suck, the teacher sucks, that subject sucks!” He huffs and looks over at Sawamura who was taking his hand and pulling him to their room.
Kuroo pouts and takes off his jackets before flopping on the bed and Sawamura follows, wrapping his arms around him and nuzzling his face into his neck. Kuroo smiles at that and sighs.
Sawamura snuggles up against him and Kuroo curls up a little, wanting to be pampered by his lover. Sawamura knows him all too well, so it’s easy to comfort the cat he has for a boyfriend by cuddling him since sex doesn’t always get all the moody feelings out. Kuroo likes it when he sniffs into his neck because it tickles him a little and he lets out a soft giggle. To Sawamura that sounds almost like a purr.
The smaller man is warm, like always, and his strong arms feel way too good around Kuroo’s torso. It’s funny how they don’t use this position often when it feels so good to Kuroo.
“Take it easy, it’s just one subject and the next semester you won’t have to deal with this again.” Sawamura says softly before leaving a kiss on Kuroo’s neck. “You’ll see it’ll be over soon, you’re smart enough.”
Kuroo smiles wider and fiddles with Sawamura’s fingers, nodding. “Yeah, you’re right…”
Kuroo likes to be the big spoon for different reasons, but when Sawamura decides to switch it’s the best feeling he can get, and he likes to save it for special occasions like this one.