"Daaaamn, that's real nice." Tanaka groaned happily as he leaned closer to Kuroo, practically against him. He really was a happy dog who possibly would have even crawled into the other's lap. There probably wasn't enough alcohol in front of them for Tanaka to get that needy though. Just moody enough to want the attention and welcome the relaxing touch.

"Wouldn't think you'd be any good at this with your mess of hair, Tetsurou." he chuckled lightly, imagining the other's hair felt like a disaster as much as it looked sometimes. Idly he tilted his head to the side so he could reach back to toy with the tips of a few long strands of Kuroo's hair.