Denmark X Reader - DanceDenmark X Reader - Dance by Indolency
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Bright, colorful signs, ticket advertisements, and huge bulletins blanketed bland, industrial colored walls. Blaring announcements signed to everyone in your school - one of the biggest school dances of the year was coming up, and the entire building seemed 100% invested in not letting anyone slip through the cracks and stay home that Friday evening.
You, of course, were determined to do exactly that, just as you had the past few years - hanging out at home with a couple movies the night of the event. Of course, the majority of your friends were hell-bent on getting you to the dance - and Matthias Køhler was no exception.
Your best friend for as long as you could remember, the wild Dane was completely invested in getting you to at least one dance during high school - and he was running out of time.
You two had known each other since kindergarten, when a 5 year old Matt had moved to the vacant house right next to yours. You were basically an extension of his family now - him,
alone time. | kuroo tetsurou alone time. | kuroo tetsurou by missxrainyday
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Kuroo Tetsurou X Reader
(warning: slight sexual themes)
So it's been a week since you and Kuroo have been dating. Kuroo was happy, elated to be exact. After the constant flirting and teasing during volleyball practice every day (resulting in his rejection in the form of deadpanned remarks), you were finally his.
The problem is you haven't showed him any sort of affection at school. No holding hands, hugs, nor kisses, NOT EVEN ON THE CHEEK. And whenever he initiates one of these actions, you'd run off, muttering 'baka'. He loved you, don't get me wrong, but even kitty needs his affection sometimes!
Today he was walking you towards your class like normal, and you knew he would try to kiss you again. You wanted him to. You really did. But you would feel your fellow classmates stare as he tried, which would always result in you turning him down due to embarrassment. This even happens at practices with his team. That'
broken glasses and first names. // tsukishima keibroken glasses and first names. // tsukishima kei by HumanitysShortest
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The soft rays of the setting sun spread in the classroom, the pungent smell of rubbing alcohol filling your nostrils, and the low hisses escaping your slightly wounded boyfriend's lips entering your ears. Your fingers would tenderly clean the several small wounds on his face, a worried look adorning your features. You knew deep down that the cuts on his face were not ultimately dangerous, but seeing the blood made you freak out a bit. Maybe more than a bit.
"How many times do I have to say it to convince you to get sports glasses, Tsukki? What I've feared actually happened," you sighed, fumbling through the first-aid kit for more cotton.
"I'll get them soon enough, mum," he commented, earning a flick on the forehead from you.
"Don't sass me, Tsukishima Kei," you put one of your fists on your side, poking a finger at him using your other hand, and angrily pouting at him for being so careless and snarky.
"Fine, fine, I'll ge