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3 months later…
Tsukishima Kei watched the bubbly, orange haired omega jump onto Kageyama’s back, cheering and laughing at the fact that it was Friday, nuzzling the alpha’s scent glands with bright, rosy cheeks.
And Tsukishima scowled at all that.
It’s not that it was annoying, exactly, which it was, but there was just something about the fact that the King didn’t seem to mind at all, that Kageyama still had his face as flat as ever but somehow it didn’t matter, because Hinata shined enough for the both of them. And even though Kageyama was frowning he still looked so goddamn happy.
And it just made Tsukki think of…
Kageyama was yelling at Hinata now. But that didn’t matter, because Hinata just laughed really loud, the way he always did, and Kageyama did that thing where he tried to scowl but it was really more of a smile. Because that’s just what happened when you were in a relationship, Tsukishima guessed.
Although sometimes, they’d start arguing instead, yelling foul names back and forth, though they might as well have been declarations of love, because there was hardly any malice in them at all. That’s just what happened, Tsukishima thought again, when you got to see your significant otter every day.
And suddenly his chest tightened.
Because oh god he’d really just used an animal pun in his own head, didn’t he? That alpha had more of an influence over him than he cared to admit. But that was probably what happened, he thought for a third time, when you…
Kei ground his teeth. He was very irritated lately. It was probably envy. That burning feeling that started at the pit of his stomach and made him hate the King, that made him want to tell Tobio to just fucking smile already because look at how stupidly happy the shrimp was, even though Kageyama doesn’t do a damn thing worthy of it.
Those two had always been close. It only worsened after they spent Hinata’s heat together. And that made Tsukki hate Hinata too.
Not that Tsukishima wanted to spend his heat with Kuroo. He definitely hadn’t thought about that sort of thing.
Not…often, anyway.
But on top of everything he was going through, on top of everything, of course he was the one who got stuck in a long distance relationship. Because by now, not even he could deny the fact that he was in a relationship. It wasn’t…easy, though. He found himself a lot more needy than he ever thought he would be. He blamed it on omega instinct. It was just in his genes. The want to be protected. Supported.
But that was a want. Not a need. Tsukishima Kei was perfectly capable on his own. Always had been.
Except for when he wasn’t. Which was often, apparently. He found himself rushing home to Skype with the alpha, checking his phone during class, hugging his pillow close to his chest and…
Tsukishima swallowed. It wasn’t ideal. That much was obvious. He wasn’t ideal. That much was also obvious. But whatever Kuroo-san saw in him, he was eternally grateful for it.
He’d never really liked alphas. Not since that day. All proud, excessively noisy and prone to showing off constantly. And Kuroo could definitely be all those things.
But…
He was also incredibly kind. And when they were together, he gave off a scent Tsukki’d never experienced before. And he just felt so safe and happy it was really almost enough to make him throw up because good lord, he’d become that kind of omega hadn’t he? The kind obsessed with their alpha’s smell, the ones that couldn’t get enough, that were constantly nuzzling scent glands in public…
Well.
Not that he ever did that in public.
But he was embarrassed to admit that he took Kuroo's scent glands hostage the last time he was in Tokyo, not really realizing what he was doing until the alpha softly whispered his name. Which made his face redden at the thought, even now.
They managed to see each other about once a month. It was his first time going to Tokyo for the weekend, last time. His mother had insisted bringing Akiteru along, but Tsukki refused, and it almost cost him the trip. But he assured his mother that with his beta patches, everything would be fine. And it had been a rather pleasant weekend, with some sight seeing and a humiliating amount of kisses.
He’d never tell Kuroo, but he was starting to love those kisses. Crave them, even. The sweet softness of the alpha’s lips, those calloused hands on his face, those hazel eyes that would darken and send shivers down Tsukki’s spine.
Kuroo never nuzzled against Kei’s scent glands. Mostly because he couldn’t, and the alpha made it a point of not pushing the omega’s boundaries. But lately Kei had found himself wanting the alpha to break the boundaries, because Kei would never be brave enough to break them on his own.
Which was a terrifying thought. Because if Tsukki wanted Kuroo to take this…to take them to the next level, then that meant…
Tsukishima swallowed, watching Kageyama hit Hinata on the head.
He was in deep.
Which was why, when they spoke last night, and Kuroo apologized a million times, Tsukki couldn’t honestly say that everything was fine. Because yes, he understood train rides were expensive. And yes, it was a lot to go back and forth for just two days. And yes of course, if Kuroo was short on money then that sort of thing couldn’t be helped.
But it was painful. Because Tsukki didn’t take kindly to change. He’d already had it all planned. Had bought a box of microwavable popcorn in preparation. Had taken note of it on his calendar. Had not counted down the days because that sort of thing was for lovestruck fools, but he’d certainly been looking forward to it. Only now…
Now the popcorn would just sit there, going to waste, completely uneaten. And Tsukki couldn’t let that happen. Because…because he’d spent good money on that popcorn. Yes. And it’d be a complete shame if no one ate it. Absolutelly. And therefore, he had to bring it to Kuroo, because if he didn't, then it'd just be a flat waste.
Definitely.
When he got home, Tsukishima fell flat on his bed, turning up his music and staring at the ceiling. This was probably bad. Maybe he was obsessed. But he couldn’t exactly help it, could he? If anything it was all Kuroo’s fault. Alpha’s had a way of cornering omegas.
He tugged nervously at his fingers.
No, that wasn't right. It wasn’t anyone’s fault. Maybe these things just happened. Maybe two people could genuinely like each other, and want to be near each other, and there was nothing else to it. Clean and simple. But that was also a terrifying thought. Because he’d never felt this way about anyone before. Even still…
Yes, Tsukishima Kei wanted to see Kuroo Tetsurou. Wanted the alpha to nuzzle him and kiss his neck. Wanted to curl up next to him—which was a ridiculous image, considering how tall Tsukki was, but so was Kuroo, so Tsukki was allowed that much at least— and sleep and wake up to the alpha’s irritating snores.
Because Kuroo Tetsurou snored.
And then they’d both wake up, and Kuroo would pull him into a kiss, despite the fact that they’d both been drooling, and Tsukki would say it was gross but Kuroo would just laugh and kiss him some more, and maybe, if the omega was lucky, those rough hands would slip under his shirt, and brush against his skin.
Tsukishima always got goosebumps when the alpha did that.
He cleared his throat, feeling his face flush, before he got up out of bed, and began walking towards his mother’s room. It’d take a hell of a lot, more than the omega was willing to admit, but Tsukishima Kei was going to see his alpha.
No matter what.