[ the booze might have made him more lax, but to say he hadn't thought about this would be a lie. to say he'd thought about this a lot is a fact entirely to himself.

kuroo's chest is warmer than he imagined, softer too, and it's so easy to curl against him while they kiss that some insane part of him thinks they were made to slot so easily together. it's better to think about kuroo's hands instead. ]

You're the one who wants to set up conditions now, after getting the beers and getting undressed? [ daichi could laugh, but he doesn't, not yet at least. or maybe he should to hide the rising blush on his face. ]

Feels like we're both winning, you know?