MisakiHan
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It never really occurred to Kuroo that all the trips in between the two apartments could easily be eradicated by the simple concept of moving in together until Tsukishima casually complained about having to renew his lease at the end of the month.
The words, “So don't.” had been on the tip of his tongue. His brain, however, thankfully caught up with the words before he could form them, and they died on his lips, leaving him a tad dumbfounded. The thought of Tsukishima living with him plagued his mind ever since.
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Kuroo was not aiming for the snarky little carny who insulted his every move.
Until he was.
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What was he even doing? Was he seriously about to approach some stranger and ask him to be his pretend boyfriend for a piece of cake? A piece of... free, rich, fluffy, creamy, strawberry heaven?
Fuck, yes, he was.
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Every day that he walked into work, Sam told himself he was just going to ignore Shane and leave him alone, which is what Shane wanted, anyway. It would be nicer if Sam didn’t talk to him. Nicer if he pretended he didn’t exist.
But every day when he walked in and crossed paths with Shane, he didn’t leave him alone and he didn’t ignore him.
“Hey, man!”
Sam called out to Shane as he walked across the back of the store heading to the employee break room. He cringed at himself, the sunshine-y tone and cheerful wave he gave Shane, who was stocking bread onto the racks on the rear wall. All things that Shane hated. Including having to stock the bread.
Shane just looked at him, then rolled his eyes and exhaled a low breath as he turned back to the job he was doing. “Morning, Sam.”
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