kuroo for being a smartass, he can't handle being mad for too long. today must be one of those days because as soon as kuroo gets up, he can feel it in the air, how electric it is. if it hadn't been a sunday morning, he wouldn't have asked kenma what triggered him.

but today is a sunday, technically an off day for the both of them, and he's not sure if he wants to fight this morning. he sighs, sits up on their bed and sighs again when he sees the empty space beside him. he rubs his face, groans a little as he gets ready for whatever

kind of storm is about to hit him and eventually heads out to find his husband. and he finds him, or rather, kenma bumps into him. ” ah, you're finally awake! „ kenma instantly hisses, hands on his hips as he scowls at kuroo. ” good, because we need to talk! „ kenma

continues, and kuroo turns on his airplane mode. they've been married for five years, five perfect years with those funny bumps - it's only funny once the high drops and they think back on those weird fights they have, giggling at their own sillies. he gets into the kitchen,

followed by his angry husband still babbling around about laundry and dishes and how dirty the furnitures got because none of them cleaned up the house this week. kuroo starts the coffee machine and as kenma is about to raise his voice, he turns to him and stares into his eyes.

” are you listening?! the cats were begging me to feed them, did you feed them yesterday when you came home?! „ that's a ridiculously dumb question, but kuroo sighs and only nods, taking his hot mug of coffee. kenma is own for a monologue and he needs a coffee to handle it.

” right, of course you fed them, that's literally the only thing you ever do in this house! „ kenma harshly says, crossing his arms over his chest. kuroo gives him half of a raised eyebrow before sipping from his mug, they both know kenma's being unfair, and that's why kenma

is suddenly blushing. unless he's really that mad? ” are you done? „ kuroo speaks softly, and kenma's eyebrows furrow further, his nose scrunches up, and he wants to burst again but kuroo stops him. “ good morning baby... „ kuroo smiles fondly, leaning to smooch kenma's

lips softly. it's a sweet kiss, kenma melts instantly and his tensed shoulders relax finally. kuroo wraps his arms around kenma's waist, pulling him closer as he presses his forehead with kenma's, and the pudding head blushes, pouts also, because kuroo won again...

” i'm furious... i really am this time! „ kenma huffs, and kuroo hums fondly. he knows he hasn't been around much, and he hasn't helped much also, but he knows exactly how to sooth his husband. ” go back to bed, i'll make- „ kenma cuts him off, ” breakfast and bring it to

you... yeah, alright... „ he pretends like he doesn't like it, like kuroo won't not only make breakfast but clean up whatever kenma was complaining about. ” i'm mad at you! „ he still precises and kuroo can only sigh and accept it, they'll be better by tonight.

kenma slips out of kuroo's grasp to find their bed and bundle himself up with the covers and his blanket while kuroo makes breakfast as promised. he prepares pancakes, and soft tea, cuts some strawberries and gives himself a shoulder pat when his pancakes finally

not only taste good but actually look decent. ” for my princess~ „ he teases as soon as he enters their bedroom and hands over a plate for kenma. kenma gives him a glare but doesn't comment, because he kind of like that nickname, and takes his plate, holding it up to

receive his share of food. ” about all the cleaning and laundry, you know we can take care of it today together? „ kuroo softly goes back on their previous one-way argument. kenma gives him an unimpressed look, because he knows that kenma also needs a moment to himself, but

they're two in this relationship... they've been through this many times, and kenma understands but he can't always say amen to everything kuroo decides on. ” so let's... take care of the laundry, i'll do the biggest part and you get to watch your sexy husband do chores~ „

kuroo continues to tease as he wraps an arm around kenma's shoulders. ” not that sexy... „ kenma deadpans to be a brat, and kuroo chuckles as he takes a gentle bite of kenma's cheek. ” c'mon, it'll be fun! „ kuroo pushes, and as usual, kenma caves.

he knows he'll spend his time sitting on any surface, playing games, while kuroo does everything. ” fine, fine... „ kenma chews on his pancakes and swallows, giving kuroo a side glance, ” you're the worst. „ ” that's not nice, i made breakfast! „ kuroo protests,

and kenma lets out a tiny giggle because once again, he made a big deal out of nothing and they're back to normal. sometimes he wonders if it's normal that kuroo never bites back when kenma is being pushy, loud and annoying, and he supposes it's because kuroo knows him

better than anyone else. he knows it's only because they've missed each others, and he always had a hard time showing how thankful he is, for literally everything kuroo does for him. ” i love you, you know? „ kuroo grins, he's been waiting to hear this. kenma always reminds

him when they're having an off day, it's always good to hear it, even if he does know. “ i know, don't worry. i love you too. „ kuroo pulls kenma closer, kissing his temple. by the end of the day, kuroo has done all the chores kenma was reproaching him to have not done,

and kenma isn't mad anymore, cuddling up to kuroo's sad like their cats would. kuroo can brace himself for a next off day, but for now, he enjoys their cuddles and loves on kenma until they fall asleep.

,,somedays i'll write proper angst,, but today is not the day yet,,, 🥹🩷