icecreamwithsprinkles:

#30: “Prove it.”

this was particularly fun to write :> hope you enjoy!!

Send me a number and a pairing and I’ll write you a little something!!

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The first time Kei and Kuroo hung out alone, just the two of
them, they met up at a library to study. Kuroo had told Kei that he could help
him ace his organic chemistry exam that was coming up the next week.

“Prove it,” Kei had said.

(At that point he was desperate for any help he could get.)

So, they met up at the library and cracked down for a few
hours, Kuroo helping Kei through problem sets and teaching him tips and tricks
to help remember compounds. A week later, Kei sent Kuroo a text saying he got a
98 on his exam.

Kei always sought Kuroo’s help whenever he had trouble with
his classes after that.

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The first time Kei and Kuroo hung out alone, just the two of
them, outside of the library, Kuroo showed up at Kei’s apartment with a DVD and
a shit eating grin. He had told Kei that anyone who has not seen his favorite
movie has not lived and trust me; it will
be the funniest thing you will ever see in your entire life.

“Prove it,” Kei had said.

(His schoolwork had been getting stressful and he figured he
could use a good laugh.)

So, Kuroo went over to Kei’s apartment and they watched the
movie together. Kei laughed his ass off.

They then got into the habit of showing each other their
favorite movies, TV shows, and videogames a couple times a week, grateful for
the few hours of relief before getting back to the grind.

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The first time Kei and Kuroo went on a sort-of not date,
Kuroo had told Kei that he knew where to get the best strawberry shortcake in
all of Japan.

“Prove it,” Kei had said.

(It had been quite some time since he last indulged himself.)

It might not have been the best in all of Japan, but it was undoubtedly
better than any he had tried in Tokyo.

They went on a lot of sort-of not dates after that; each time,
Kuroo claimed that he knew the best something or other in a given geographical
region.

“Tsukki, trust me, this is the best salted grilled mackerel
pike on the block.”

“You are about to try the best karaage in the prefecture.”

“Seriously, the best yakiniku in the world.”

“The best tonkotsu ramen between these two establishments.”

(Kei rolled his eyes at that last one.)

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The first time Kei
and Kuroo held hands, Kuroo had told Kei, “I betcha I have the coldest hands
out of anyone you know.”

“Prove it,” Kei had said.

(He needed to know for science, he told himself.)

So, Kuroo grabbed his hand and laced their fingers together.
An hour later, they hadn’t let go and Kuroo’s hand no longer felt like ice.

Any time Kuroo wanted to hold Kei’s hand after that, he told
Kei that his hands were literally about
to freeze off and only you have the ability to warm them up. It always worked.

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The first time Kei and Kuroo kissed, Kuroo had said, “Hey
Tsukki, I’m a really good kisser.”

“Prove it.”

Kuroo was a damn good kisser.