YES… thank u

Gives nose/forehead kisses: Fukuda probably… I can see him initiating it more than Furi

Gets jealous the most: Both of them?? i guessPicks the other up from the bar when they’re too drunk to drive: Furihata, lol. better safe than sorry and this is an opportunity for me to say “don’t drink and drive”Takes care of on sick days: Both, if one or the other is sick. Drags the other person out into the water on beach day: Most likely Fukuda, bc Furi will be all “NO, the water is cold” and Fukuda just says “no u wimp, it’s hot out and the water is gonna help u cool down”Gives unprompted massages: Furi. He just knows if Fukuda has a sore muscle or w/e, and just goes to work, lol

Drives/rides shotgun: Furihata drives, Fukuda always calls shotgun. It’ll be the other way around sometimes, but it’s usually that way. If Kawahara is with them, he and Fukuda will usually have to settle it with rock paper scissors while Furi’s threatening them to leave them at home and drive off himselfBrings the other lunch at work: Furihata :’)Has the better parental relationship: ehhhhhhh, both of them?? kinda unsure of this, orzTries to start role-playing in bed: Fukuda, in which Furi will get second-hand embarrassment from it and doesn’t get turned on depending on what it is tho. He sometimes doesEmbarrassingly drunk dancer: Furihata. oh god, when this little boy gets too much to drink, he’ll start getting up and dancing. “Furi. What the hell are u doin” “I’m dancing, come join me, Hiroshi!” “No.”Still cries watching Titanic: Fukuda. As much as he hates to admit it, he still sheds tears towards the end. Firmly believes in couples costumes: Both of them. and i can totally see them wearing this but it was obviously Fukuda’s ideaBreaks the expensive gift rule during Christmas: Furihata. All the damn time.

Mod M already recc’d a bunch of TakaKuro: 

- Here, along MayuKuro and IzuKuro- Here, along more crossdressing fics- Here you have TakaKuro friendship- And one more here!

Some more under the cut, with TakaKise and the Seirin Freshmen Trio! (I couldn’t find much on Seirin, if anyone has anything, please share with us!)

This is a lengthy list so... it's under the cut! (Also, there is no AkaFuri in this list, that will be a different rec!!)

fandom:knb

characters/pairing: fukufuri from kawahara&kuroko pov

rating: t

summary: They've either figured it out or they're totally hopeless.

They had sex at Furihata’s place once on a quiet morning in late summer when his parents had left for work and Fukuda had stayed over the previous night; it was so hot the previous night that neither had been able to sleep much especially so close to the other and when the cooler morning had broken like a fever they’d managed to catch a few hours. They were both fuzzy and disoriented and Furihata’s bed was so tiny they did it on the hardwood floor instead and Fukuda got a splinter in his elbow that almost killed the mood but then he’d leaned against the wall and Furihata rode him and their hips moved in a near-perfect rhythm with each other and it was worth it, but only as a one-time thing.

They do it sometimes when Fukuda’s parents are home; their bedroom is across the house and they think Furihata’s just a friend, their son’s nice classmate—they do homework until they’re sure Fukuda’s parents are asleep and then they shower together, voices muffled by the crash of the water and the dampness of the thick wooden bathroom door and the way they swallow each other’s words and sounds when their lips are joined.

Fukuda’s parents work a lot; they go on business trips and leave him alone in the house with instructions to not bring over any girls and somehow Fukuda tells them he won’t with a straight face and has Furihata over instead. Furihata feels dishonest about it but Fukuda tells him not to worry so much, and it’s hard to worry when Fukuda cooks him dinner and burns the rice again and apologizes so sweetly with the right kind of furrow in his brow and dinner doesn’t matter really when all Furihata can really think about is Fukuda’s hand on his thigh.

The slow after-dinner retreat to Fukuda’s bedroom is quietly adventurous in a way Furihata loves, Fukuda taking his hand and Furihata surprising himself with his own boldness and playing with the buttons on Fukuda’s shirt and pressing kisses to his jaw and listening for the little whines that Fukuda makes. The plaster on the ceiling of Fukuda’s room is cracking; he’d concentrated on that the first time that was awkward and halting and slow and they’d both apologized afterward because it was probably too soon for either of them to be comfortable with.

But now the slope of Fukuda’s back is comfortable under Furihata’s fingertips and it’s easy to look into his eyes as he slides inside and starts thrusting. Their rhythm is familiar and easy and his fingers are warm around Furihata’s cock and yet it’s not old hat; neither of them is tired of it yet, of exploring each other’s bodies and sliding hands up each other’s rib cages for the shivering reaction, of climaxing together (or one so shortly after the other that it doesn’t make too much of a difference), sloppy kisses in the aftermath and napping until midnight when they get up for round two.

this is p short like idk how they’d do it & i only wanna write the softest softcore when it comes to these two whoops

HELLA THAT’S A THIRD MY HAREM IS COMING ALONG NICELY THESE ARE ALL CONJECTURE BTW WE DON’T GET ENOUGH OF THESE SEXY SOBs