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kuroo never understood the big deal about kissing. sure, he enjoyed the few kisses he’s shared throughout his life but it wasn’t something he ever craved. the way his friends would go on and on about how kissing their significant other was intoxicating and they could never get enough just didn’t sit right with him. was there something wrong with him? why didn’t he feel the same way as his peers did?
that all changed the day he first kissed you. suddenly, he understood what his friends were talking about. anytime kuroo saw you, he wanted his lips pressed against yours, stealing your breath away from you in hopes of becoming your new source of energy. he needed to hear the cute sounds that escaped your pretty mouth, the sweet taste of whatever chapstick you had put on that morning. he wanted to be consumed by you, kiss you until he didn’t have a breath left in his body and then kiss you a little more. he was a man obsessed and your lips were the only source for his sanity. he couldn’t help himself, it felt like coming home.