Deja Vu - Kuroo Tetsurou Ft. Kenmagenre: Angst | Notice: Song Fic | ---- Where Kuroo Fell In Love With

deja vu - kuroo tetsurou ft. Kenma genre: angst | notice: song fic | --- - where kuroo fell in love with someone to get deja vu of you. [ part 1 | part 2 ] other notes: this fic is heavily inspired by Olivia Rodrigo's deja vu ;) the playlist dedicated for this story. (< click here)

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You knew Kuroo and Kenma since the three of you are still young, you knew about their flaws and golden qualities but more importantly you became too fond of Kuroo and Kenma, on the other hand also knew that. He knew how your eyes linger a little longer when it comes to Kuroo, Kenma watched you feel enamoured while you watched Kuroo. Kenma watched you so much that he knew you loved Kuroo more than just a friend. Kenma, always watched you, trying to figure out if Kuroo feels the same with you.

To his luck, he watched Kuroo’s eyes watch every moment, every scenery whenever the bedhead is with you. Kenma also watched the first time Kuroo looked at you as if you’re the most fragile thing in the room. Kenma watched Kuroo and you fell in love with one another.

Kenma was always there with the both of you. Gosh, he can’t even get over the fact that he stayed up all night hearing Kuroo talk about you and you greeting him in the morning only to tell him about your dreams that you wish to achieve with Kuroo. The blonde already fed up with too much information to the point he just blurted out that you two should date.

Kenma watched his two best friend love each other, he watched the both of you trade jacket’s even your jacket actually doesn’t fit Kuroo, he watched you laugh at every Kuroo’s chemistry joke, he watched the both of you sing the songs in Pitch Perfect and Glee even though sometimes you two are out of tune, and he watched you and Kuroo brag to your friends that you finally found someone to keep and to hold for a lifetime. Kenma always wanted this to see Kuroo with a smile on his face and a joy creeping up your lips.

He also was one of the first persons who knew where the two of you went when you two ran away from town.

From Kuroo's perspective, he got everything in his arms and that was you. He can’t forget how thankful he is that there’s this person he is able to share his strawberry ice cream with. He felt at ease with you, he felt home with you. He also regretted that he never got to tell you that he loves you a lot sooner, but you assured him everything is fine.

At night when he holds you tight, your hair would fall in his arms as you both sway to Billy Joel’s Uptown Girl, and a Cheshire smirk in his face. And when the morning comes, you showed him your hiding spots, you showed him a place where it is peaceful, you showed him your safe place as Kuroo knew how your hands moved when you’re nervous, he watched you lips turn into smiles when you see him, he knew your mannerisms and jokes that always makes him laugh.

A small pond close to yours and his old school, that’s your favorite spot and now, also his. He would hold you close when he’s there with you playing soft songs that you and he knew, as he tells you that he loves you in between the chorus and verse.

He still remembers the night where he slept by your side while you tell him your dreams and hopes for the both of you. He still tastes the time when he heard you bragging to his friend that he is so unique.

Like from the beginning Kenma watched you two fall, he also the first one watched the both of you break.

Kenma watched Kuroo’s eyes leave yours whenever his new friend enters the room, Kenma watched Kuroo’s hand leaving yours and guiding the other person in the room. He watched Kuroo’s jacket on his friend too. Kenma watched the sweetness of strawberry ice cream start to get bitter. Kenma watched Kuroo leave you.

He watched Kuroo break you.

Who would’ve thought he would be here, watching Kuroo kneeling in front of someone he never really knew asking their hand in marriage, there Kenma sees your image in the pond next to your old school and his, there he watched Kuroo making another person that’s not you to be his. He watched Kuroo once again fall with someone, look at someone as if they are the most fragile thing in the world, he watched Kuroo trade jackets with someone, he watched Kuroo telling the jokes you used to tell him, he watched Kuroo fall in love with someone and fell out of love with you.

But among other things, one thing that Kenma cannot seem to unsee is whenever he sees Kuroo with that someone, he sees you, Kenma sees your mirroring image, doing the things you used to do with Kuroo.

Here he is now, staring at Kuroo, in a room where people are waiting for the groom to enter the room. Kenma watched his friend preparing for a marriage.

“Kuroo, when you enter the place where you will say ‘I do’, please be honest with me..” Kenma uttered a simple glimpse from Kuroo while Kuroo fixed his hair. “When you call her, do you almost say [Name]’s name?”

Cause they actually sound the same. “With everything you did with [Name], was [Name] just your type?”

Kenma argued and his voice got a little louder making Kuroo stand up and look at him firmly. “I bet you danced her with Uptown Girl, like you once did with [Name]!”

By now, Kuroo and Kenma had their first hardfist argument. At Kuroo’s wedding day.

“When are you gonna tell her that you and [Name] did that too?” He asked, making Kuroo bite his inner lip, Kenma walked closer to Kuroo and looked at his eyes. “..She might think it’s special but Kuroo, it’s all reused!”

Kenma watched tears coming out of Kuroo’s eyes as he looked away from Kuroo and stared at the empty wall behind Kuroo.

“I’ve watched you for a long time, Kuroo. And don’t act like you didn’t do things with [Name], like trading jackets? Singing along with Glee? Give me a break, Kuroo.” He sighed, while letting his hand ball into a fist meeting Kuroo’s face.

“Do you get Deja vu, when she’s with you?”

That was the last thing Kuroo ever heard from Kenma’s voice, as he left the room and entered his own wedding ceremony, there he saw your eyes when he walked on the aisle, he saw your eyes in the crowd and visioned himself next to you. He met your eyes in the crowd and he now realized, someone took your spot that should be yours.

A spot that was yours--supposed to be yours. He met your eyes, wishing he can turn back time. His eyes left you for a moment and you were gone. Kenma watched you leave the ceremony and when Kuroo reached the end of the aisle he met Kenma’s gaze and whispered.

“I do get Deja Vu of [Name], Kenma.”

At last Kenma watched Kuroo again as he breaks from the inside and as Kuroo wishing this was only a dream--a nightmare that he can wake up anytime.

Fin

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Bucky: I'm sad...

Sam: Listen here you bit--you're the most beautiful art I--

Meanwhile--

Thor: I'm sad..

*Loki looks at Thor*

Loki: Good..

*Loki already writing 3000 speeches for Thor*

>>>> here and out a loving tomura playlist

artist in the playlist: billie e., taylor, simple plan, halsey, LAUV, and many more...

- perfect for

- reading tomura reader insert fics

- you just feel bad for tomura experiencing that kind of childhood

- you believe that league of villains: is not really the real villains

- perfect if you believe that they are just misunderstood people that happened to be a victim of the hero society--

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- uwu

one step forward, three steps back - bakugou katsuki genre: angst | notes: song fic, interactive song (fic)? !toxic relationship! | 0.6k words - loving bakugou is like moving forward but also three steps back,,

--- extra notes: - the following is inspired from Olivia Rodrigo's 1 step forward, 3 steps back (from SOUR album) - if you see this symbol make sure to play the song " ►"

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Katsuki Bakugou was indeed a man with a lot goals, that includes him being the strongest and the number one hero; some even say he worked too much but to him it’s just a stepping stones despite what he believes you already knew that he was more than enough, you believe that or rather you already knew that but what amazes you the most is his burning passion of being a hero.

[► PLAY THE SONG HERE ►]

It adored you on how he kept on pushing himself towards his goals, and you love him for that---you loved him for that. Not until everything was falling apart between you and him.

Called you on the phone today Just to ask how you were.. All I need was speak my mind Somehow, I still struck a nerve..

You wanted to remain blind to what is happening, you seem to not realize or you rather choose not to realize that Bakugou made you doubt yourself so much if you’re pretty, or even if you’re fun and by now you somehow hated that he kind of has that power over you. Loving him, indeed, is a complete bliss, until you make him mad.

Bakugou never noticed how you would strive harder just to be with him, for he was always moving forward, and you kept following me from behind. However, he knew you kept on following him so he never really turned around to see if you’re still around. He kept on climbing every wall, every mountain, and walked every obstacle for he believed you were always there right behind him.

It's always one step forward and three steps back Do you love me, want me, hate me? Boy, I don't understand No, I don't understand…

You never heard him say some sweet and enticing words, you never saw him stop and look at you, but you hoped it was because of his nature but what makes you break more is how you sometimes wonder which love will you get today, Is it the lover who will walk you by the door or the lover who will send you home crying? Because Bakugou is sometimes the latter and sometimes neither.

Despite the fear of falling apart you still push to one step forward but as you see his eyes piercing to you, without a doubt you take three steps back, you were his, you keep on reminding yourself you were his, but somehow you never knew if he loves you, want you, or even hate you, you will never understand him.

Always going back and forth, because you keep on wondering if you said something wrong, going back and forth as you wonder about the things you said, going back and forth wanting to tell him it’s his fault instead, that was loving Bakugou and you wished you knew that, you wished that you never even bother him, or knowing him.

Because like from the start it’s always..

One step forward and three steps back And I'd leave you, but the roller coaster is all I've ever had Yeah, it's one step forward and three steps back

You called him and somehow he was mad, you kept saying that you hate him, every inch of your relationship was just a bunch of messed up rollercoaster, you told him that you wanted to end it. But still, for the first time he said something, he talked to you about something.

“I need you..”

And somehow he said that you heard it with hesitation and just this once you stood up for yourself as you replied with tears and a smile on your face.

“Do you love me, want me, hate me?....I don't understand. No, I don't understand.”

--- the end

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left to run - kuroo tetsurou genre: angst | notes: ft. you | 1.7k words - nothing held kuroo back when he first saw you but now everything is holding him back to go back to your arms,

deja vu - kuroo tetsurou . ( part I ) genre: fluff to angst | notes: song fic and ft. kenma | 1.0k words - kuroo fell in love with someone only to get deja vu of you.

mr. perfectly fine - kuroo tetsurou . ( part ii ) genre: angst to relief(?) | notes: song fic | 2.5k words - part two of kuroo’s deja vu: where he came back to you

among us - kuroo tetsurou genre: fluff | notes: among us with nekoma, event fic | 0.9k words - prompt: “Let’s pretend you didn’t say that because I want confess first.”

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