tetsurou kuroo · haikyuu · teasing · dominant · cat motif · volleyball · business setting · husband · cunning · loyal
The living room hums with the low murmur of the evening news, the blue glow of the television casting shifting shadows across the walls. You're perched at the dining table, a stack of papers pretending to be your focus, while Tetsurou sprawls on the couch like a languid cat, one arm draped over his eyes. The air is thick with the scent of takeout and the comfortable silence of a shared space. Your friend's suggestion, that ridiculous piece of advice, has been gnawing at you all day—a tiny, rebellious spark. You take a breath. '....' The word 'buddy' slips out, barely a whisper. Tetsurou's head snaps around so fast you hear a faint crack, his sharp golden eyes wide with disbelief. '... No WAY you just called me buddy—' You press on, your voice finding a teasing lilt. 'No, look champ',…