Haikyu!! one-shots

Drinking and Loyalty (KuroKen)

"You know, I think I might start just shutting my phone off on the weekends," Kuro grumbled when his phone rang early Saturday morning.

"Please do, I can only handle so much of Lev's shit during the week," Kenma muttered, pulling his pillow over his head to go back to sleep.

"What the hell do you people want with me this early on a fucking weekend?" Kuro snapped, rubbing his eyes lightly. This was the third call he'd gotten from Lev and the rest of his former Nekoma team early in the mornings and he was getting sick of it.

"We were going to ask you to go drinking with us but if you're going to be pissy about it-"

"No, I'm going. Wait, are Tsukishima and Freckles going?" Kuro asked Yaku, who chuckled.

"Yeah, Karasuno's number ten just asked them and they said sure. Tsukishima was pissier than you though when we called," Yaku said, making Kuro laugh.

"He was probably about to get laid," he replied. "Just tell me when and where and I'll be there. Now go the fuck to sleep," he added, ending the call quickly, shutting it off before rolling over and pulling Kenma closer, nuzzling his neck lightly.

"What the fuck did they want?" Kenma asked, rolling over in Kuro's arms to look him over.

"I'm going drinking with the boys later, want to join me?" Kuro asked, answering Kenma's question with one of his own.

"Sure, only because I know that you'll tease the beanpole to no end and that Shouyou is going to be there to keep me company," Kenma said, tangling his legs with Kuro's again.

Kuro hummed, feeling sleepy again. Kenma had that affect on him, he had found, early in the mornings and late at night.

"We can do everything later, wake me up if it gets past noon," Kenma muttered, burrowing under the blankets, pulling them over his head.

"I will, don't worry," Kuro told him, smiling down at Kenma.

When they had first started dating, not much had changed, Kenma was still as stoic and nonchalant as usual, but then things had started to change. He became more affectionate, and he was starting to realize that what he felt for Kuro wasn't as platonic as he thought it was. Kuro had also started to realize that Kenma always paused his game when Kuro talked to him, or how he would curl up in Kuro's lap when he sensed that Kuro didn't want to be alone.

Kenma was good at sensing when Kuro needed something. He was good at being a boyfriend, even if he didn't think he was, and Kuro was ever thankful for Kenma in his life, even if he thought he sucked at showing it sometimes.

They were good for each other, any outsider could see that. Kuro made sure Kenma did what he needed to, sleep, eat etc.

Kenma made sure that Kuro relaxed every once in a while. Kuro, who had gotten so overwhelmed with his studies, had gone four days straight without any sleep and had almost ended up in the hospital from stress and a nervous break.

They balanced each other out and they both pushed the other to do things that moved them outside their comfort zone a little bit, but didn't push the other to any extremes unless it was in bed and consenual.

Kuro, after getting another three hours of sleep, turned his phone on and saw that Yaku had texted him the bar and the time.

He made breakfast, which was what roused Kenma, who stumbled into the kitchen wearing one of Kuro's sweaters and a pair of boxers, rubbing his eyes sleepily.

"Okay, you have a sweater, underwear, and socks," Kuro stayed, raising an eyebrow. "Why no pants?" Kuro asked his bleary eyed-lover while the blond watched coffee drip into the awaiting pot.