Not long. [Tsukishima says appearing behind Kuroo seemingly out of nowhere. He's been messing with his senpai about his arrival before, but he's not actually tardy. And since he got dragged into this, he might as well go through with it.]
...no offense Kuroo-san, but you look like a burglar. [Only the harshest of truths come from Tsukishima's mouth.]
I can't exactly blame my genetics for that, can I? I mean I can, but that would be rude to my parents.
[ Salty-chan—er, Tsukki is always as frank as Kuroo expects him to be, but Kuroo doesn't actually mind it. Kenma could be worse, and has been worse; flashbacks to when Kenma first joined the volleyball club remind Kuroo of how much their older teammates didn't appreciate the brutal honesty the younger man presented.
[Tsukishima says with a shrug and shoving his hands into the pockets. He's not as brutally honest as Kenma because he doesn't know Kuroo that well and that long so certain amount of respect needs to stay.]
Where did you leave him? Is he actually still under the table?
Eh, let's see, Bokuto's stiiill— [ kuroo unceremoniously opens the door to the hole-in-the-wall watering hole, quietly padding over to the room they'd paid for to stay in, and lo and behold. ] On the floor.
Right where I left him.
[ the university jacket kuroo had draped over bokuto's face has migrated down to his waist, though, and akaashi's gently (very gently) snoring where he's slumped over the table. (it's more of a nasal whistling than a snore, but kuroo refuses to let reality erase what little imperfections he can ascribe to the team vice.)
kuroo crouches right on top of bokuto, a cat-like grin making its lazy crawl across his expression. ]
It's bad manners to wake someone up with slapping, right?
[Tsukishima follows Kuroo inside and just sighs when he sees Bokuto sprawled on the floor. At least Kuroo was nice enough to cover him with his jacket.
He walks over to Akaashi to check on him and feels relieved when he notices that his senpai didn't throw up. He gently nudges him back and then picks him up. Quite easily. He most likely tricked Kuroo.]
Yes, it is Kuroo-san. Also, he might kick you in the nuts out of reflex. [How much do you treasure them Kuroo?]
[ He almost - almost - goes through with it anyway, but there's pain for the sake of pleasure and then there's getting kicked in the nuts for being stupid. Kuroo likes to think he's not that dumb.
Which is why he's grunting and throwing his back out trying to lift Bokuto up. Dude's built as fuck and Kuroo's slightly regretting being a supportive friend right now. ]
This freakin' hooty tooty dumbass, he got heavier. Oy, Tsukki, help me out a bit! Seriously!
[Tsukishima watches from safe distance Kuroo's attempts to lift Bokuto up. It's both funny and sad at the same time. Bokuto is a dead weight. Finally taking mercy at Kuroo, he pulls out a cellphone from his pocket.]
Wait, you'll break your back. I'm calling a taxi.
[They can't carry both Akaashi and Bokuto.
When he hangs up, he leaves Akaashi on the chair and goes to help Kuroo lift Bokuto up.]
I'm putting the transportation fees on their account.
—Oh, good idea. Put it on Akaashi's. He'll get mad in the morning but he'll get Bokuto to pay him back. Bo-chan doesn't wanna die by setter fury. Neither do I...
[ Still, though - he's only half-carrying and half-dragging Bokuto as it is. All those eggs they are over the years finally make sense for one of them. Kuroo taps Tsukki on the cheek when the Karasuno blocker comes over to help, too. ]
Took you long enough. You have no pity on your senpais.
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and anyway, you wouldn't be karasuno if you weren't all so hot to go from zero to a hundred in a heartbeat. that's your thing.
...and so what if i'm wearing a hoodie. it's ass cold.
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That's definitively not my thing. That's their thing.
[Tsukishima is Tsukishima. He's not hot-headed like most of his teammates.]
I was just asking Kuroo-san, no need to be edgy :)
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[ he can hear bokuto snoring. that means he's total deadweight by now, and he's not looking forward to carrying an extra heavy owl. ]
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...no offense Kuroo-san, but you look like a burglar. [Only the harshest of truths come from Tsukishima's mouth.]
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[ Salty-chan—er, Tsukki is always as frank as Kuroo expects him to be, but Kuroo doesn't actually mind it. Kenma could be worse, and has been worse; flashbacks to when Kenma first joined the volleyball club remind Kuroo of how much their older teammates didn't appreciate the brutal honesty the younger man presented.
It's cold, too. Hoodies are warm. Cold weather + warm hoodie = toasty Kuroo. ]
Come on, I have a hooty tooty dumbass to lift. Let's get this over with.
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[Tsukishima says with a shrug and shoving his hands into the pockets. He's not as brutally honest as Kenma because he doesn't know Kuroo that well and that long so certain amount of respect needs to stay.]
Where did you leave him? Is he actually still under the table?
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Right where I left him.
[ the university jacket kuroo had draped over bokuto's face has migrated down to his waist, though,
and akaashi's gently (very gently) snoring where he's slumped over the table. (it's more of a nasal whistling than a snore, but kuroo refuses to let reality erase what little imperfections he can ascribe to the team vice.)
kuroo crouches right on top of bokuto, a cat-like grin making its lazy crawl across his expression. ]
It's bad manners to wake someone up with slapping, right?
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He walks over to Akaashi to check on him and feels relieved when he notices that his senpai didn't throw up. He gently nudges him back and then picks him up. Quite easily. He most likely tricked Kuroo.]
Yes, it is Kuroo-san. Also, he might kick you in the nuts out of reflex. [How much do you treasure them Kuroo?]
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[ He almost - almost - goes through with it anyway, but there's pain for the sake of pleasure and then there's getting kicked in the nuts for being stupid. Kuroo likes to think he's not that dumb.
Which is why he's grunting and throwing his back out trying to lift Bokuto up. Dude's built as fuck and Kuroo's slightly regretting being a supportive friend right now. ]
This freakin' hooty tooty dumbass, he got heavier. Oy, Tsukki, help me out a bit! Seriously!
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Wait, you'll break your back. I'm calling a taxi.
[They can't carry both Akaashi and Bokuto.
When he hangs up, he leaves Akaashi on the chair and goes to help Kuroo lift Bokuto up.]
I'm putting the transportation fees on their account.
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[ Still, though - he's only half-carrying and half-dragging Bokuto as it is. All those eggs they are over the years finally make sense for one of them. Kuroo taps Tsukki on the cheek when the Karasuno blocker comes over to help, too. ]
Took you long enough. You have no pity on your senpais.
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I can still ditch you Kuroo-san.
[But he won't. Not after actually coming all this way to help him out. But he can still threaten him. Bokuto is heavy like a stone.]
If it weren't for a fact that Bokuto-san and Akaashi-san would end up owing me a favor, I wouldn't come.
[Again, he would. But- he's Tsukishima. He always needs a reason to do stuff.]