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a/n: in which Tetsuro Kuroo has yet another memorable birthday with Kei Tsukishima. #krtsk
a/n(2): this story takes place in 2016. Tetsu and Kei have been married just over a year.

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With the help of Tetsu's coworkers, Kei made his way to his husband's office. He'd double checked everything: vacation time approved, vacation location (hey that rhymes!), itinerary, hotel reservations... everything was set. He just needed to pry Tetsu away from work.

He knocked on the door, and then just let himself in, fully closing the door behind him. Tetsu had noticed, and he was staring with a predatory gleam in his eyes. Kei shivered.
"What brings you here?"
"Do I need a reason?"
"Want me to give you one?"
"You mean like last time?"

Testu rose from his chair and walked around the desk. Kei moved away from the door. They met somewhere in the middle. No more words were exchanged as they kissed. This wasn't the first time this little exchange had happened, and it certainly wouldn't be the last.

"Happy Birthday," Kei whispered when they finally came up for air. "Happy anniversary, too."
"Our anniversary was last month."
"Yes..."
"And I know we both remembered it."
"There was much remembering."
"Smartass."
"You love it."
"Indubitably. But seriously, what brings you here?"

Kei wriggled enough to move, and pulled a pair of tickets from his pocket, wordlessly handing them to Tetsu. He rolled his eyes when Tetsu held the tickets up over his face in order to read them, and then waited patiently for his beloved's reaction. He didn't have to wait long.

"Kyoto?"
"Yes."
"For a... week?"
"Yes."
"I see there will be a few tours included."
"Of course."
The tickets slowly came down, revealing Tetsu's face. His eyes were twinkling and he was smiling.
"For me?"
"Yes." Kei waited a few beats. "Also, we haven't been back in a while..."
Tetsu laughed, and then kissed Kei again.
"When do we leave?"
"It's on the tickets."
"Tell me anyway."
Kei glanced at the clock on the wall. "If we leave now, we'll have 15 minutes before our train arrives."
"I assume we're already packed?"
"Our bags are right outside the door."

En route to Kyoto, Kei told Tetsu the itinerary wasn't set in stone, so they could either do what had been planned, or just 'stay in the room and order room service.' Good thing Kei had reserved a private room; Tetsu spent the entire trip getting them both worked up.

Once they arrived in Kyoto, they spent the next two days 'staying in the room and ordering room service.' It wasn't a surprise that a good part of the time was spent sleeping. Literally sleeping. Kei smiled as he held Tetsu. Sometimes it took going out of town to get proper rest.

Of course, the majority of those two days were spent doing whatever Tetsu wanted. And he wanted Kei. Anywhere, anyhow. No limit.
"Happy birthday to me," he panted after collapsing.
"Yeah..." Kei replied from under him.
"Maybe we should stay in here all week."
"Hard no."
Tetsu snorted. "You said 'hard.'"
"What are you, twelve?" Kei was smiling anyway. "We have to go out at some point, Tetsu."
"Do we?"
"Oh my god."
"Yes?"
"You're terrible."
"Not what you said earlier."
"How about incorrigible?"
"I'll allow it."
"Magnanimous of you, your majesty."

Eventually, they made it out of their room, and toured Kyoto in the fall. They went everywhere they visited the first time they came here, and visited 'new' places. Kei made sure they took plenty of pictures, having the foresight to pack an actual camera for the job.

And just like last time, they visited the Inari Taisha shrine at Fushimi as their last stop before going home. Except this time, they had more time to explore along the Torii gate path. They made it to the top just as the sun had set, and admired the twinkling city lights below.

"Beautiful," Kei whispered.
"I agree," Tetsu replied. He wasn't looking at the city lights.
"I don't want to go back yet."
"Who said we have to?"
Kei turned startled eyes toward Tetsu, who merely smiled.
"But... what about...?"
"I called my boss and put in for another week."
"Okay, but..."
"You just said you don't want to go back." He stepped in front of Kei, pulling him close. "We don't have to go back. Not for another week."
Kei sagged into his arms. "I'll just call the school, and..."
"Already done. Told them I was stealing you away and hung up."
"I'm sure they appreciated that."
"Who knows? Who cares?" He ran his fingers through Kei's blonde locks. "Let's go back to the room and order room service."
"Something tells me this will be a thing from now on."
"Bet on it. As long as it's just you, and me, and a hotel room."