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To Terushima, Kita was an underrated book, one that everyone thinks they know, the kind you see in libraries, almost hidden from view, but somehow you know it's there. The cover is not flashy, the spine is worn as are the pages, and it is a delicate book containing wonderful words.
"Yuuji" Kita whispers, opening his eyes slowly "Are you okay?"
Terushima was crying as he looked at Kita, it was ten in the morning and the breeze was moving the window curtain, the early light coming through the glass. There was a faint aroma of baking brownies, probably Grandma Kita was awake.
Shinsuke's love is silent, calm, a kiss on the cheek, a touch between his fingers, sometimes like a cup of tea with lots of sugar, other times like a cold night.
Oh, Kita Shinsuke is so many things and Terushima loves every one of he.
Kita leans on one arm to cup Yuuji's cheek, looks at his bright eyes, his soft lips, and places a perfunctory kiss on the tip of his nose, running his fingers through his dyed hair, stopping at the back of his neck. He settles between his legs, Terushima only wearing his sports shorts with Kita's Inarizaki t-shirt, his long legs on either side of Shinsuke.
"Yuuji" Kita repeated, waiting for an answer, and Terushima rubbed his eyes, hiding the tears from her "What's wrong?"
"I'm sorry, just— I love you so much" Terushima said in a very low voice because he's embarrassed even though they've been dating for more than a year.
"I love you too, Yuuji"
Shinsuke laughs nasally, sliding his fingers over her pale, soft inner thighs, his hands up to his hips, waist, and leans down to kiss his boyfriend. He's soft, warm and wet, and he's not desperate either, but Yuuji is eager and sensitive and shudders at the feel of Kita's crotch against his butt.
"Shin" He gasps into the kiss, his hands sliding over Kita's skin, caressing his sides and then his back, scratching softly when he feels a tingle on the lower part of his abdomen. "Shin— Your graduation. . ."
"We have time. . ." Kita whispers, trailing kisses along his neck, nibbling softly near his Adam's apple.
"It's ten o'clock, K—Kita!" A low cry escapes his as Kita lies on top of his, wrapping his arms around him and they spin until Terushima is on top of Shinsuke.
"Maybe we're a little late" Kita closes his eyes for a moment, his tousled and wavy hair giving him a tender and sexy image.
Terushima sits on his lap, Kita is only wearing dark underwear, he has six-pack abs and a couple of bruises from volleyball training. Yuuji slides his index finger over Shinsuke's chest, down to his navel, causing him to tingle. Kita opens his eyes, takes his waist and caresses his up and down.
"Yeah, maybe we're a little late" Terushima leans in to kiss his boyfriend's chin, each cheek, jaw and forehead and finally his lips, the kiss is short "I dyed my hair a different shade to look good in the photos. Do you think Atsumu wants this color too?"
Kita frowns, closes his eyes again and wraps his arms around him to pull him against his chest. Ever since Atsumu said Terushima was fun, hot, and blah blah blah, Kita has been a little protective, not jealous.
"Oh. . . Is my cute boyfriend jealous?" Terushima hums between the space of his shoulder and his neck, feeling Kita's fingers between his hair and his lower back. "Kita. . ." He threatens in a whisper, knowing the boyfriend's intentions.
"What if I am?" Kita shoves one of his hands into his sports shorts and squeezes one buttock hard, as if it were a stress ball.
Terushima doesn't say anything because he's resting both hands on the sides of Kita's head, frowning as he tries not to gasp.
"Shin, we have to go."
"But it's my graduation, I can be late if I want"
"That's not what a good captain would do, besides, Atsu—"
And Kita pinches Terushima's pierced nipple, enjoying how his boyfriend trembles against him and his skin turns red up to his neck, he was too patient not to leave any marks.
It was too late when he heard footsteps, the door burst open and he saw the Miya twins with balloons, Suna behind filming.
Oh, it was an awkward moment.