the yin to my yang

Her embrace is warm and comforting. A feeling he has missed the whole time he’s been gone. The motion of Nami snuggling into his chest further until he can barely breathe makes his heart swell. As much as the trip to Nihon had been good for him, he also never wanted to leave her either.

Nami’s playful words leave Kuroo chuckling. His head leaning back against the sand so he could get a better look at her. She doesn’t look any different, but somehow still more beautiful than when he had left. Surely the lopsided grin across his muzzle is goofy with how it stretches nearly from cheek to cheek, but he doesn’t care. “Oh, I’m not sure about that,” Kuroo teases back playfully, reaching forward to boop her nose gently with his.

When Nami rolls over onto the side beside him, Kuroo tilts as well so he can continue to keep eye contact with her. As she questions his trip, his smile falters ever so slightly, but not enough to dampen his mood. “Nihon is beautiful as always. They seem more prosperous than ever. It was nice catching up with old friends,” Kuroo begins, wondering just how much he wanted to tell Nami about the sadder details of the trip.

Namoo