#makeout?

"Great now everyone in your company calls you Mr. good at everything" Tobio casually complains as he closed the door to their apartment, this has been his thing ever since he knew that Kei was so popular on his work to the point where someone asked him on a date.

"Cut it off, I’m tired let's just change and rest" Kei responded hanging his coat on the rack beside him. Tobio smiled as if he got a million-dollar idea on his head. "they're wrong though, you suck at kisses"

Tobio chuckled as he escaped the scene because he knows Kei would stare at him like he wants to tear him apart, first because he is tired and anything annoys Kei and second, he hates it when Tobio mocks him. "haa? says the one who bit my tongue trying to get a oui kiss!"

Kei shouted across their hall just enough to be heard by Tobio, the other was just giggling on their room as he was changing to comfier clothes. 'fell right on the plan' he thought. "just say french kiss Kei it sounds weird plus you're the one who can’t keep up!"

Kei tugged his hem as soon as he got out of their room and closely stare on his eyes, "let's see who gasp for air first" Kei spoke as if it was going to be a battle on the court, picking it up Tobio smirked and led the way to their couch. "brings me back to high school, 3 sets?"

Since their first few months of dating back in high school they've been having this thing where they treat everything as volleyball, Kei suggested this due to Tobio being really slow when it comes to relationship things. Hugs? they challenge each other on who will let go first.

It’s the same with other forms of affection and eventually it just faded out as their relationship was strengthen with the time they spend together "no I’m the one to sit on your lap, I just did a bunch of paper works or maybe you got too weak to even carry me on your lap?"

Tobio snickered, he wanted to be cradled plus he can easily lead Kei while he's on his lap. Old habits never die, Tobio always wants to make Kei shut up whenever Kei speaks about his flaws on affection but this time he wanted to feel new things—just them switching places.

"Fine Tsuki, I guess you're tired that means I have a higher chance to win" Tobio chuckled as he stopped Kei from removing his glasses "wear it so you can see me clearly" Kei just did as he was told, he was tired really and he doesn't want to spend more energy arguing

Adjusting their position, Kei rested his head against Tobio's shoulder "tired already? we haven't even started yet" Tobio asked teasingly leaning back to Kei's head "I know your plan Kageyama, we've been together for few years, just ask me to kiss you"

Tobio giggled as he wraps his arms around Kei's waist "ahhh you saw right through me, I really just wanted a kiss but you seemed a little bit tired so I kinda mocked you to challenge me" Kei laughed at the way Tobio was speaking, "you're always like this"

Kei faced Tobio looking at him so tenderly, he planted kisses on the other's forehead down to his nose, cheeks and his lips "I told you, I’m fine with you kissing me anytime and anywhere" Kei assured his lover for the nth time, knowing Tobio this is what he wanted to hear

"I’m yours Kageyama, you're entitled to do so, ah just don’t do it when I’m shitting on the toilet that's gross" and with that their laughter filled the room entangling each other as the both of them adds whatever it is for them to prolong this moment.

"This is why I chose to be with you for the longest time Kei, I love you" Tobio caressed Kei's cheeks and leaned in for a tender kiss. Kei kissed back but it wasn't as soft as what Tobio did.

"A-air!" Tobio pushed Kei's shoulder gasping for air, he lowered down his head trying to breathe "i love you to Kageyama but I win" Kei announced standing up from Tobio's lap. "Now Mr. loser go cook our dinner as a penalty"

Tobio gave Kei a dirty look but deep inside he knew this was gonna happen. after all Kei always wins—even his very own heart. "Yes Mr. good at everything but be careful i might put some poison in it" he jokingly said while heading to the kitchen