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The young boy inhaledat the soft spoken words; his freckled cheeks BLOOMING a light pink colour. As he heard the little whisper, he thought about what he may have actually looked like in one of Kuroo’s shirts; the larger fabric just looselyfalling off of his shoulder.

                       He gulped—-
                                         happy to hear that Kuroo was
JUST excited though.

                                            “That would be lovely~”

He muttered, following closely to the taller, dark haired boy. His muted hazel eyes stealing a few glances at his neck, down his back and —–      he blushed SUDDENLY as his eyes caught a glimpse of Kuroo’s rear. His thoughts wandered and he couldn’t help himself.

                                            “And tea would be lovely; I am not in
                                            the mood for anything
too bitter right
                                            now.”

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                        “Ahah— That’s a good thing,
                   I’m not a huge fan of coffee, so I don’t actually know if 
                                          I have any left over.”

So long as it woke him up, he didn’t mind it, but otherwise, he didn’t generally keep it around. He did have a bit of hot chocolate ready for the winter though, that was always very important. He didn’t allow for visitors often, so he didn’t think before he asked; something he should really remember in future.

                                          “You’re not allergic to anything, right– ??
                                             I mean, I don’t usually cook anything
                                           fancy—- But I should know just in case.”

I wasn’t unusual for someone to have lactose intolerance, or an allergy to nuts, not that he planned on having peanuts at any point, but still. 

Kuroo would cut a sudden turn, trotting up the path to his house so he could unlock and open the door, holding it open for Tadashi to go inside first. Kuroo didn’t really ever feel at home in this house, but with Yamaguchi there, he felt his tension ease a bit.

                                             “Make yourself at home, throw anything
                                            anywhere. You know where my room is—
                                              you can unload everything whenever.
                                                       I’ll go make that tea.”

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HW