Another year, another place to corral stray fic and fragments. Some of them may make it to AO3 eventually, some of them may not. Series, pairing, rating, and any relevant warnings in the subject of each comment.
"Koushi," Kuroo called as he stepped inside the apartment, "I'm home."
No reply. He called again, but still received no response. The sun had set nearly a half hour earlier, but the inside of the apartment was dark. If it had been two years earlier, he might have worried. Now, he knew better. He set down his bags, crossed the apartment to Suga's bedroom and flipped on the light. "Koushi, I'm home. You're going to ruin your eyes studying in the dark like this."
Suga blinked as he looked around the room. "Is it that time already?"
Kuroo sighed, taking in the piles of textbooks and reams of notes stacked in precarious towers around Suga's laptop. "It's time. How long have you been studying?"
Suga looked down at his watch. "About ten hours?"
"Did you remember to take a break at all?"
Suga looked away. "There wasn't time. The exam is in three days, and I'm behind."
"Koushi, if you don't at least take breaks to eat, you're going to study yourself into the ground. All the studying in the world won't help if you can't get out of bed when exam day comes. What do you want for dinner?"
"I don't know. I'm not really hungry. I just want to finish this chapter, then I could maybe break for a few minutes."
Kuroo kissed the top of Suga's head. "You can keep studying, I'll call you when dinner's ready."
Luckily, he had planned for this, since it happened without fail every time exams rolled around. Suga may have claimed he wasn't hungry, but Kuroo knew better, and he knew one meal that would catch Suga's attention, and his appetite, every time. He unpacked the grocery bags he had brought home, setting the tofu out to drain while he prepared everything else.
Before long, he had oil shimmering in a pan, ready for him to add chilis and peppercorns, twice as many of each as he would have if he had been cooking for himself. Then, it was time to add the rest of the ingredients. As the pork sizzled and crackled, he heard a rustling from the bedroom that told him his plan was working.
"Is that what I think it is?" Suga asked, poking his head through the door just as Kuroo added the tofu to the pan.
"Super spicy ma po tofu, just the way you like it."
Suga shuffled closer, closing his eyes as he breathed in the smell of the kitchen. "It smells amazing," he sighed. His stomach growled loudly.
Kuroo laughed.
"Point taken," Suga said. "I guess I could take a few minutes."
"Should be ready in ten. I'll clear off the table if you grab dishes."
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No reply. He called again, but still received no response. The sun had set nearly a half hour earlier, but the inside of the apartment was dark. If it had been two years earlier, he might have worried. Now, he knew better. He set down his bags, crossed the apartment to Suga's bedroom and flipped on the light. "Koushi, I'm home. You're going to ruin your eyes studying in the dark like this."
Suga blinked as he looked around the room. "Is it that time already?"
Kuroo sighed, taking in the piles of textbooks and reams of notes stacked in precarious towers around Suga's laptop. "It's time. How long have you been studying?"
Suga looked down at his watch. "About ten hours?"
"Did you remember to take a break at all?"
Suga looked away. "There wasn't time. The exam is in three days, and I'm behind."
"Koushi, if you don't at least take breaks to eat, you're going to study yourself into the ground. All the studying in the world won't help if you can't get out of bed when exam day comes. What do you want for dinner?"
"I don't know. I'm not really hungry. I just want to finish this chapter, then I could maybe break for a few minutes."
Kuroo kissed the top of Suga's head. "You can keep studying, I'll call you when dinner's ready."
Luckily, he had planned for this, since it happened without fail every time exams rolled around. Suga may have claimed he wasn't hungry, but Kuroo knew better, and he knew one meal that would catch Suga's attention, and his appetite, every time. He unpacked the grocery bags he had brought home, setting the tofu out to drain while he prepared everything else.
Before long, he had oil shimmering in a pan, ready for him to add chilis and peppercorns, twice as many of each as he would have if he had been cooking for himself. Then, it was time to add the rest of the ingredients. As the pork sizzled and crackled, he heard a rustling from the bedroom that told him his plan was working.
"Is that what I think it is?" Suga asked, poking his head through the door just as Kuroo added the tofu to the pan.
"Super spicy ma po tofu, just the way you like it."
Suga shuffled closer, closing his eyes as he breathed in the smell of the kitchen. "It smells amazing," he sighed. His stomach growled loudly.
Kuroo laughed.
"Point taken," Suga said. "I guess I could take a few minutes."
"Should be ready in ten. I'll clear off the table if you grab dishes."
"You're the best."