@lovenwar --- “Even demons need some love.” Because Numai is going to give smooches
“ uh --- ” kuroo’s train of thought halts ; hands pausing on the controller and rearing his head back , neck straining from the awkward angle where he’s sat on the floor , staring wordlessly at the other looking back at him. there’s a look in kazuma’s gaze , speculating , like he’s trying to work something out in his head and kuroo wonders if he even meant to say it out loud. had he somehow given off that impression ? he’s a demon. they don’t exactly thrive off affection or anything , not that kuroo can even remember the last time someone offered it. he doesn’t expect it , nor does he really think he deserves it , either. “ no offense , but , what ? ”
kazuma shifts in lieu of a reply , sitting on the edge of the couch and leaning to the side , arm propped across his knee. kuroo’s brain is telling him to move , but the determined glint in kazuma’s eyes is enough to keep him still , frozen in place. it’s not the first time kazuma’s been this close. kuroo’s adapted pretty well to daishou’s circle of friends , though kazuma has definitely been one of the more curious ones out of the group , hanging around more often than not. kuroo doesn’t mind. they get along pretty well and the company is nice. but it’s a thing , apparently , so if kazuma sits a little closer to him sometimes kuroo doesn’t try to stop him.
whatever the thing is , though , doesn’t linger on his mind for long ; because a kiss presses to the tip of his nose , scorching heat across his face and spreading to his ears. what the fuck ? another one presses against his forehead , next to one of his horns , and kuroo about loses it. “ oi , kazuma ! ” a final kiss smacks on his cheek , before kazuma leans back with a smirk , and kuroo is so fucking embarrassed he punches him right in the leg. “ seriously ?! what the hell was that ?! if you wanted to kiss me you should have just said so ! ” no , shit , wait --- he definitely didn’t mean to say that. fuck.
