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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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mr. perfectly fine - kuroo tetsurou . ( entry no. 2 ) genre: angst to relief(?) | notes: song fic, cursing | 2.5k words - part two of kuroo's deja vu: where he came back to you part 1 | part 2 the playlist of this two shot: click here stream mr. perfectly fine by taylor swift enjoy your meal!
“The greatest thing you’ll ever learn is love and be loved in return,” - Christian, Moulin Rouge
The marriage went on like Summer to Winter if you asked Kuroo, the marriage went on like a warm embrace of the sun but throughout the entire time he was burning, the love went on like autumn with leaves slowly falling apart, and their spark froze like stuck in the winter time. As much as he hates it, he’s in the same state like his parents once did, he is experiencing the things he didn’t want to experience.
Screaming at each other at the top of their lungs, here they are again arguing on something stupid. Kuroo never knew what went wrong but maybe he went too fast, maybe he changed the seasons too fast. Here, they are now seeing their pictures in frames slowly breaking, the glass all shattering, the marriage was a mistake, they both knew that. Kuroo never wanted his love life to be in this way, he never wanted this. All he wanted was to be loved and to be loved in return.
Now here he is, wishing he never walked on the aisle, wishing he can just run towards your arms, wishing he can wake up because the idiotic fool that he is, is still him living on his deja vu. Kuroo never meant to push everyone away, he blamed himself, maybe the marriage is slowly falling apart because it was his fault, maybe his marriage is falling apart because everytime he looks at his lover all he thinks and sees is you. But here is now, wondering what could’ve been if he never let you go.
A knock was heard in the door three times, seems like his lover is home. He opened the door uttering and wishing it was you. There he met the same eyes he fought with last night, if he could and if he only could he would go back to you. The marriage of his wasn’t even healthy anymore, a kiss on a forehead was nothing but a mere routine expected from him by his lover, a recall of saying ‘I’m home’ is nothing but a call that his lover is already in the house because it wasn’t exactly a home.
He still remembers how his eyes wonder yours, and whenever his eyes lingers to his lover he thinks of yours. He still remembers how your lips curved whenever you smile, and when his lover smiles you always cross his mind. The day went by just like the wind, such grace but too fast. He slept on the couch without muttering a sweet goodnight. His lover went to sleep without humming a soft hymn to make him fall asleep. He did all things he once did to you with his lover but his lover is nothing but a mere lookalike that he wished he never knew.
It was morning again and they both separated on the way to their work without saying a soft morning or a kiss for adoration, they just went to their work without a word. On the side of Kenma, he knew Kuroo would eventually fall apart, he looked at him again, watching him tearing himself apart. Kenma doesn’t know if Kuroo was crying because of his lover or maybe he was crying because of you. He doesn't know what to say to make him better, he hates this feeling, he hates this sight but there’s nothing else he can do.
“How is [Name]?”
Kuroo’s tired voice echoed in Kenma's room, making Kenma flinch for he hadn't seen his friend for a long time. He saw Kuroo with bags on his hand, Kenma immediately figured what’s going on, without a ring on Kuroo’s hand, Kenma knew: Kuroo was already tired.
“Aren’t you gonna ask, if I’m okay?”
Kuroo flopped down on the near couch whilst meeting Kenma’s gaze. “[Name] is...doing great.”
Kenma’s response was short and he broke the gaze between him and Kuroo. Kuroo wants to ask a lot of things but who he is, he can’t undo what’s already done, he can’t even play the game anymore because he already lost. He begged himself to keep saying ‘It’s really love.’ But who is he fooling?
“Why now, Kuroo? Why now?”
Kenma put down his gaming console and sat on the floor staring at Kuroo laying on his couch. “I miss [Name], Kenma. I miss [Name] so much--” Kenma just looks at his friend and softly uttered “[Name] is doing fine without you, Kuroo.” Kenma stood up once again and called someone and Kuroo wished it was you. He wished that Kenma was calling you. To his luck, Kenma was actually on the call with you.
Oh, how he wished he was Kenma, he had no rights to grab the phone from Kenma and talk to you, he had no right to call you his, he had no rights to tell you that he is missing you too much, he had no rights to call you his love. He just wishes to go back.
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“But what is grief? If not love persevering.” - Vision, WandaVision
“The usuals?” Osamu Miya asked you while you waited patiently in line to order the famous onigiri of Osamu, with a nod he proceeded to work with a smile on his face. You reached out for your money and paid Osamu your bill. “I’ll see you again tomorrow, [Last Name]!” He announces and you give a little wave as you leave his stall.
Upon entering the night train, you saw a familiar bedhead and next to him was a guy with dark hair with a dash of blonde reminded you of the call that you had with Kenma, yesterday. A call that seemed to be misdialed but it seems the message was clear. “Kenma?”
Your voice seemed to be captivated by the two, only three people were on the train and it happened to be the former best friends, one who watched the two from the beginning, the other one who back then was ‘Mr. Every single day in the end, I will be by your side’, and you. Their eyes began to wonder, if you’ve been there the entire time, the two wondered if it’s okay to see you again after all this time. You, on the other hand, walked towards them with a smile on your face. “It’s been so long..” You muttered.
Kuroo just stared at you once again, as if you’re the most fragile thing in the world yet he couldn’t hold you, like you’re the most precious thing in the world but he couldn’t hold you tight.
“[Na-Name]..”
Was it the joy or was it the fear made Kuroo stutter when he said your name, it seems like he’s been planning to say your name for a period of time but you, now standing in front of him is something he didn’t understand, you’re in front of him now but yet, you feel so further away from him.
“Hey..Kuroo..”
As if he was wishing you’ll call him as Tetsurou, as if he was wishing he could be yours once again, as if he was hoping everything would be the way it was. You sat on a vacant seat and read the situation that you three is currently in. You noticed the restless eyes of Kuroo and Kenma watched with worry written in his eyes. Here he is watching you both once again, he would notice Kuroo’s hand trembles a bit, he watched your hand get sweaty. Kuroo just wished you noticed his ring on his hand that was no longer there.
You did notice it, you noticed it because you missed him so much. But here you are, wondering if the pain is actually worth it if you’re seeing him again falling.
“So, where are you guys going to go?”
You asked, you still had that care you both had for them years ago, you still got that sweet gaze that always leaves Kuroo’s lips agape.
“Your house, actually.”
To your surprise, they actually thought of you. You three got out of the train when it stopped, you guys walked on a thick and undefying silence on the way, you opened the door on your house and invited them to eat with you without a word, you three just kept going as if you three knew this day would eventually come. You three became aware that this was inevitable however the tension between you and Kuroo along with the tension with Kenma and Kuroo is fighting off against each other.
You three sat in each perspective place while you three ate up, making you remember a scene from a highschool, remembering that everytime you three eat lunch you often hear people saying Kuroo is the ‘Mr. Perfect Face’, how you remembered how your eyes lingered a bit longer to ‘Mr. I always stay’ , gosh, what the hell happened? Kenma watched every moment, every second, he looked for a sign where you linger to Kuroo’s gaze, he looked at your eyes hoping no one took Kuroo’s place.
Kuroo never wondered why Kenma was quiet, he knew he'd been watching you so he did the same, looking over you how your skin looks so delicate, looking over you wishing he had begged you to stay. The dinner went fast, too fast. In fact, the night was already deep and you asked them to stay, which Kuroo used as his hope.
Lost in the vast midnight, Kuroo roamed around your house, hoping he'd see some clues perhaps to hold him, to keep him there. He’s hoping he can see a house that you and him built in the corner of his mind that once disappeared from him and you.
“Why are you still awake?”
He jolted when he heard your voice, maybe he was not too late?
“I--uh, I just couldn’t sleep.”
“Well, you should, the bags under your eyes tell otherwise.”
The moon’s light showers you an amount where you see Kuroo’s details, his familiar bed head, his eyes that once watched you like a cat. He grabbed his phone and played something, an oddly familiar song. Billy Joel’s Uptown Girl, you looked at him as you gave a deep sigh. As he offered his hand for a dance which you accepted.
He utters apologies and hope in between the chorus and verse. He was desperate if someone would say--
A business man lost his lover and now, he tries to go back to his former, he was so damn desperate to be in your arms again. He felt your hair falling in his arms, oh, how he missed this. He felt his hand getting warmer every time you danced with him. Atleast, this once he felt you closer to him again.
“[Name]”
He uttered your name in such a soothing manner, you stopped swaying with him and he rested his hand on your cheek. He doesn’t need to remind himself. He looked into your eyes and he didn’t see him, he just saw you facing the world alone, he looked at you searching for something that he wished to linger. He was not part of your dreams anymore.
Mr. Perfectly Fine, “How’s your heart after breaking mine, Tetsu?” You asked him. He doesn’t need to be told twice because just like Kenma said you’re doing great, good, better. No doubt he was ‘Mr. Too Late.’
You saw him looking away from you but you pulled him into a tight embrace, despite the height difference he cupped his cheeks, as tears started streaming down his face. He lost again.
“I have already loved you, Tetsu. We built our own home out of memories and emotions..” He tried not to fall apart in front of you. He wiped away his tears as he held you closer.
“Now, I’m happy on my own. It’s time to leave that home. Tetsu, I loved you.”
You kissed the left side of his lips as he rested his head on your shoulder, he cried as if he was lost because indeed he was. He lost you in between his dreams and deja vu, he forgot to love you and only loved your lookalike. How he wishes to run back to you when he was still on the aisle that time, how he wishes he was still your Mr. Perfectly Fine.
The End.
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"Deja Vu"
Kuroo Tetsurou (Ft. Kozume Kenma) | Haikyuu Imagine
notice: all characters are aged up, angst
part 1 | part 2
playlist: Uptown Girl by Billy Joel, Deja Vu by Olivia Rodrigo
author's note: this fic is heavily inspired by Olivia Rodrigo's deja vu ;)
the playlist dedicated for this story. (< click here)
enjoy your meal!
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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a/n: 200 followers guys, thank you so much for that! I feel like I should do something to celebrate, but I have literally no ideas. If you have any suggestions, please tell me!
Pairing: Kuroo Tetsurou x fem!reader
Warnings: Bullying -a lot-, angst, tons and tons of fluff
》Synopsis: You, one of Nekoma’s cheerleaders, made a bet with the captain of the Nekoma Volleyball team, that they’re going to lose to Aoba Jouhsai in the upcoming match. And- you’re failing chemistry.《
"Sensei, please don't do this." You begged. "I really want to go!"
Your teacher's eyes wandered on your pleading face, and she sighed.
"I don't get any say in this. You're failing chemistry, and if you don't pass this make-up exam, I can't let you go to the match."
You knew her answer was final, so you sighed, trying not to cry. This was supposed to be your first match, and you couldn't even go! "At least let me attend the training? Just so that if a miracle happens, I'll be ready?"
She shrugged. "If you think you can pass the exam and attend training, why not? I don't really care what you do, to be honest, as long as you pass."
Yeah, that's not happening, you thought but held your tongue.
"Oh, come on, don't look so grim. You're a smart girl, I'm sure you'll do it."
Though it did feel nice having her believe in you, you just couldn't be as positive as she was, but you managed to fake a smile. "Yeah, I'm sure it'll be okay. I still have to go back before I'm too late, though." This was the first time you were going to train in your cheerleading outfit, and you were too excited to see it on yourself.
She sent you a sympathetic look as she ruffled your hair slightly and went her way. You sighed. Chemistry was something you just weren't able to comprehend. Regardless of how much you studied that damn subject, you could swear you just got worse.
You quickly changed into the bright red two-piece outfit, it had black stripes on the sides and a big NEKOMA right on your chest. The black and red skirt was a little too short for your liking, but who were you to complain? You were just happy you even got to wear it.
"You're late." The captain told you as she saw you entering the gym. The rest of the team was already in their places, practicing, but stopped when they too noticed you.
"I'm sorry, I was with sensei." You apologized with a smile. "What did she say?" She asked, her large, green-blue eyes looking at you curiously. She was the same age as you, though she had a way of making you feel... smaller next to her.
"I- uh..." You looked at the girls that stared back at you with slightly narrowed eyes, making you feel a bit self-conscious. "I- I'm failing chemistry, so I have to take the exam next week. She told me I can't go to the match if I fail."
You thought the topic would be over, but apparently not. "And?" She asked, confusing you with the question. "And?" You repeated.
"Are you going to fail?" She questioned, looking at you like it was the most obvious thing in the world. "I hope not." You faked a giggle, feeling uncomfortable under the gaze of the girls, judging you.
"You should tell us if you're going to fail, you know. So that we can add you to the choreograpyh."
"O-oh, don't worry." I'm sure I'll do fine." Oh, you were anything but sure, though you figured it was better if you didn't tell her that.
"Good. Then get to your position. You have the choreography memorized, right? Last time you were a bit... sloppy." You tried to ignore one of the girls giggling. "Yeah, I know it all by now."
Finally, she smiled. You weren't sure if the smile was genuine or not, but just seeing her smile made you feel relaxed. "That's really nice, Y/N-chan!" She clapped her hands to gain attention. "Now, let's start before the volleyball team comes."
Everybody knew that was the opposite of what she actually wanted since her crush on the volleyball team's captain was now more than known, but you chose not to call her out. You knew she wasn't a fan of you already, so it was better to keep your mouth shut, you decided.
You didn't know why, but the girls seemed to have something against you since they always did their best to exclude you from things, though you tried not to think much about it.
When the captain started to count, you stopped thinking and danced along instead.
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"Aah- that was tiring. She's too ruthless sometimes!" A girl from your team exclaimed as she sipped on her water, eyeing the pretty captain. The captain was known to be one of the prettiest girls in school and was frequently asked out by guys, though most were aware she only had eyes for one man. It had been a big surprise to everyone when Kuroo had rejected her, though.
Almost every girl in school had a crush on Kuroo, thinking of him as this cool, cold guy that had rejected even the prettiest girl in school, but in reality, he was just too busy with volleyball and his lessons. To be fair, you wouldn't have known he was a huge dork either if you weren't in the same class with him and had this weird friendship/arch enemy thing going on, either.
You weren't exactly friends with him, though. More like bickering constantly, but also having weird inside jokes. You were close but also...not friends. Maybe that was why the girls didn't like you, since you always argued with the guy they wanted to date. But it wasn't your fault he was too much fun to tease!
Teasing Kuroo was something you couldn't stop yourself from doing, and you weren't the only one that liked to make fun of the other, since Kuroo always managed to pick a fight with you, too. It wasn't genuine arguments, more like challenges, dares and bets, -you joining the cheering team was a dare you had with Kuroo, too- and because of the constant challenges you had with their captain, the volleyball team loved you, too.
"I think they're coming!" A girl whisper-yelled, causing everyone's eyes to turn to the door. She was right since the loud laughs, footsteps, and jokes were hard to miss as they approached the gym door.
Kuroo was the first to enter, his hair as messy as ever, one of his arms was on Kenma's head, just showing how much longer he was than him.
You watched as Kenma's eyes averted to the big group of girls watching them, his eyes widening with anxiety as he turned his gaze immediately to the ground, causing his hair to fall in his face and hide him.
"Oh, hey Kuroo-Kun!" The captain exclaimed with a bright smile as she went towards them, hopping like a bunny.
"Hey." He greeted her back, the sleazy smile on his face causing your heartbeat to double, even though you didn't want to admit. "I thought you said you were going to be done with training by four." You knew Kuroo didn't mean it negatively, though the captain looked like she was panicking, looking around frantically to find a good excuse.
"Ah, w-we have a newbie, you see. We kinda had to move slower for her to catch up." She finally answered as her eyes found yours, though instantly turned back to Kuroo's cat-like ones.
You grimaced at the sudden attack, trying to stop yourself before you blurted out that she was lying. You understood why she would do so, but you hated it when people used you in their lies. "Oh, a newcomer," Kuroo muttered, his eyes wandering in the room lazily, as he tried to find your figure. Of course, Kuroo knew you were new in the team, he was the one who challenged you in the first place, but the cheerleading team didn't know that, and neither of you had the intention to tell them.
"She just came, so she's still pretty slow." The captain continued with a small giggle, her words making your heart sink. It was true, you were new, but you had been practicing the last few weeks, and you had almost caught up with the rest, so it wasn't fair of her to say so.
Though Kuroo seemed to pay her no mind, instead, he walked towards you with a grin on his face. "New meat!" He joked -it was really bad, though you managed to force a laugh out- and the captain followed him, now both standing next to you and watching your every move like animals watching its prey.
Kuroo seemed like he wanted to chat with you, though before he could do so, the captain sighed. "Though we're not sure if she's even going to be able to come to the match."
Your eyes narrowed, but you chose to stay silent.
"Why is that?" Kuroo asked, confusion evident on his face with the sudden and unwanted information. "Oh, she's failing chemistry, so sensei didn't let her come to the match."
"If I fail the exam, I won't be able to come." You added when she talked about it like you had already failed. "Oh, yeah! That's what I said." She told you with an innocent smile.
You would have said something, but before you could do so, you heard the familiar sound of a volleyball hitting the ground. The captain's eyes gazed at Lev, who had just done a spike and was screaming victoriously. "Guess that means our time is over." She giggled like what she said was funny.
"The practice is over girls, go get some rest!" She ignored the grunts of relief coming from your team and turned back to Kuroo. "You know, it was nice seeing you. Don't you think we should do this more often?"
You really didn't want to hear them flirting, so you went to change your clothes without saying anything to them.
***
You were the last one to finish changing and stepped out of the room as you tried to detangle your headphones. You were so concentrated on doing so, that you didn't even see the boy leaning to the wall, watching you.
"Hey," he muttered, making you shriek in surprise. The way your widened eyes looked at him, he couldn't help but giggle.
"What the fuck, Kuroo!" You exclaimed, trying to get the shock wash away as you breathed deeply. "Hey, I'm the 6'2 (187 cm for people like me hehe) one here, how should I know you're dumb enough not to see me?"
"How should I know you would creep up on me like that?" You shot back, and although you knew it was kind of your fault, you weren't going to admit that to him.
He looked at you with a fake I'm offended look. "First of all, I didn't creep up on you."
"Then what are you doing here?" You asked, though your voice was a little softer this time. He hadn't actually waited for you, did he? No, he wouldn't do that, unless...unless he wanted to tease you about the chemistry thing.
You sighed as you finally understood why he was here, looking at you with that lazy smile and taking your breath away in the process. "Ah, look if you're here about me failing chemistry, please shut it." You told him as you rolled your eyes. "The captain already had a lot to say about it." You murmured, your words not really intended for him to hear.
"Well," his hand went to the back of his neck, blush dusting his cheeks ever so slightly, his odd hair falling to his face, making you wonder what would it feel like if you were to run your finger through them. Would it be soft? Spiky? Or maybe-
"I was actually going to tell you I could... uh... help you with that, ya know." The lazy smile now resembling a little boy's grin, you would have thought he was embarrassed if you didn't know better.
Your narrowed eyes found his, trying to understand the motive behind his words. " What do you mean, help me with that?"
He giggled at your question. He had an expression on his face, one you were so used to see, though couldn't yet understand what it meant. It kind of looked like he wanted to ruffle your hair and pinch your cheeks, but not quite. "Help you with chemistry, how else?"
You bit your lip, trying to find out what he was up to. "And what are you getting out of it?" You finally asked as you gave up trying to understand him.
"I’m a good person too, you know." He told you with a huff, he still had his teasing manner, though. "Can’t I be doing this out of my goodness?" If it were anyone else saying this, you might have believed them, but not with Kuroo. Sure, you joked around and teased each other, but your whole friendship -if you could call it that- was based on challenges, bets, deception, and who would trick who.
"No way I'll believe that. I'm not dumb, you know." You murmured the last bit since it kind of bothered you since it seemed like everybody thought so.
"Though you're failing chem, arent you?" He teased, causing you to send him a glare. "I-"
You were ready and steady to fight with him over that comment, but he only giggled and put his hand on your shoulder as if he was trying to steady or calm you. His hand was unconventionally warm, fingers calloused and hard, though it didn't bother you the slightest bit. It was rather scary how much you enjoyed his touch.
"I'm kidding, I'm kidding." He told you, laughing as he shook his head side to side. "You're too easy to rile up, ya know? I'm offering to help since it's me who challenged you to join the cheering team, so you might kind of say it's my fault at this point."
When you kept looking at him, he furrowed his brows. "I'm telling you I'm just feeling guilty! It's nothing too complicated." He looked rather hurt at how suspicious you looked.
"And?" You pressed on, knowing too damn well it wasn't only his conscious that led him to reach a helping hand at you. There had to be something else.
He sighed finally, obviously giving up. "And- I kinda wanna see you cheering for me." He grinned. "Call it 'satisfacting my ego'." He only grinned wider when you shot him a disgusted look.
"I knew there was something else." You just muttered.
"Eh," He shrugged. "I'm gonna need every boost I can have if I'm going to play against Oikawa." He said it so casually, you couldn't perceive what he said for a second or so.
"You're- you're playing against Aoba Jousai?" You blurted out, mouth agape. You hadn't even realized till now that you didn't even know who they were playing against. Clearly, he was thinking the same thing.
"You didn’t even know? And you're supposed to be our cheerleader." He clicked his mouth in a disapproving manner and shook his head side to side.
You ignored his remark. "There is no way you can win against him, you know."
He snickered at your blunt response. "I see you've become especially good at cheering and motivating."
You grinned. "Shoot me for telling the truth. It's Oikawa we're talking about."
"And? What about him?"
"He's one of the hottest and most talented men around, and you know it." You told him as you watched his grin fade to annoyance. "He's not hot!"
"No need to get all jealous, Kuroo." You giggled when he grimaced. "Me? Jealous of that- that... guy?!"
You shrugged just to piss him off.
"Well then, what will you do when we beat your oh-so-great Oikawa?" His playful grin was back, now wider than ever, and it pissed you off, how good he looked.
"Is that a bet?"
"Of course it is." He answered, like it was only normal.
"I'm not betting against my own team!" You exclaimed, feeling your cheeks heating up a bit. How did teasing him come to this, anyway?!
"What will you do?" He pressed on, and you were aware he wouldn't let it go until you bet with him, so you sighed as if you accepted defeat. "What do you want me to do?"
"Hmm," He tapped his chin as he considered the choices (he had been trying to make this bet with you for a week and had been planning how to get you to agree to it, it was surprisingly easy, though, since he was a mastermind at planning and stuff, even though he didn't show it much). His honey-colored eyes glistened when he decided what he wanted you to do. "You're gonna wear those cat ears for a week."
By those cat ears, he meant the ones that were a part of the cheering costume but were excluded since they were too hard to dance with. The first time you tried them on, Kuroo had laughed ten minutes straight and would've taken a photo if you hadn't ripped them off your head and threw them right in the middle of his face.
"Oh, it’s on." You shot back without thinking much about it. "Only if you wear them a week if you lose against them, too, though." You added with a smile that warmed his heart.
"Deal." He grinned.
You had no idea that he had been planning this for a long time, so what seemed like an innocent, fair bet was actually almost guaranteed you to lose. The penalty was the first thing he had thought about the bet, the rest came later to him, so he was literally planning how to get you to wear those cat ears for... a month. Not that you needed to know about that, though.
"Deal." You smiled.
***
You watched as Kuroo jumped, so high, that it made you wonder if he could secretly fly. His hand up in the air, coming down so fast to spike the ball. A grin was on his face, knowing damn well what you were probably thinking, as you watched him.
He smacked the ball with so much force, you gasped. You always knew he was strong, and he was fast -he was the Nekoma team captain, after all- but you never knew he was... this good.
When he landed back on his feet, looking at your flustered face was the first thing he did. Your mouth still slightly agape as you watched the ball that was now on the other side of the court, Kuroo thought it was one of the cutest things he saw.
"So," he asked with a cocky grin, "Still think Oikawa is better than me?"
You stood silent for a few seconds and then looked at his golden eyes. "Are you kidding me?!" You exclaimed, and just when he thought he was finally going to see you admitting he was, in fact, better than that Oikawa guy, you chuckled. "Oikawa could murder you, Kuroo. Don't get too full of yourself."
"What?" He asked in a rather cold voice that sent chills down your spine, though knowing it was just Kuroo, you ignored the threatening tone. "Don't try to intimidate me with that look, you asked the question, so you should be prepared for the answer, too."
"Did you- did you not see my spike just then? It was amazing!" You shrugged like it wasn't a big deal, knowing he was fuming inside. He was going to keep on arguing, if it wasn't for Lev, who was cheerfully calling out for you.
''Y/N-san, could you throw me some balls, too?" He told you when he came next to you in two long strides.
"Sure-" You answered, but Kuroo interrupted. "No."
It was the threatening, cold voice he used that always managed to frighten Lev, just a little bit. "But Kuroo-san! She's been throwing you balls the last hour!" He whined, making you giggle. "He's right, you know. It's only fair if I help him, too." You told Kuroo, desperately trying not to laugh when you saw him pouting.
"No! He can work with Kenma, I'm the one that's helping you with chemistry, aren't? So you should help me with this." He told you, his hand pulling you away from Lev and closer to himself.
"You're the one who suggested helping me! And you forced me to throw you balls, too."
You shook your head side to side when Kuroo ignored you. "Lev, you either go practice spikes with Kenma right now, or you're running laps the rest of the practice."
You saw Lev's eyes widening as he hurriedly walked towards Kenma, though muttering to himself, "This is no fair. He gets to practice with the pretty girl!"
Kuroo took another ball from the basket and gave it to you, though he was still pouting. "I can't believe you were really going to choose him over me. You should be happy you're getting to practice with me. But no, it's always someone else, isn't it?" He mumbled under his breath as you bit your lips to try and not laugh. You knew he was only joking, he always was.
You sent the ball to the air, just a bit over his head as he jumped and hit the ball, harder than the last time, and with the sound of his hand hitting the ball, you also heard a pained grunt coming from him.
He sat on the floor, clutching his hand to his chest, and you felt your heart beating rapidly in your chest at the sight. "K-Kuroo, what happened? Are you okay? We should go to the infirmary!"
You tried to get him to stand on his feet, but he shook his head side to side, rather pulling you to sit down next to him. "I'm okay," he told you with a small smile. "It came straight down on my finger, so it hurts a little, but it happens more than you would believe. I should just bandage it, putting some ice on it would help, too."
Hearing it wasn't a big deal did have its effect on your crazy heartbeat, slowing it a bit, but you were still worried more than you would like to accept. You stood up, quickly gathering some bandages and ice, and walked back to him.
As you took his hand and analyzed the finger, you noticed it was only a bit red and that he was right, it wasn't a big deal, but you were still mad at him. "What the fuck, Kuroo?!" You muttered angrily as you pressed the ice on his hand, he hissed with the sudden contact.
"I didn't do it on purpose!" He shot back.
"You have to be more careful! What if something else had happened? What if it wasn't just okay with ice and bandages?! The school and your team need you, you know they do!"
You sighed when he stayed silent. "I thought you wanted to beat Oikawa, and you can't do it injured. You want to wear those cat ears, I presume?" You joked, and he smiled.
"So you think I can beat him if I'm not injured, huh? I think it's you who wants to wear the cat ears."
You noticed your mistake, your cheeks burning slightly, but chose not to answer him since you knew he would just tease you further if you did. "Here you go, it's all better." You told him when you were done with bandaging.
"Aren't you gonna kiss it better?" He asked with a teasing grin, and you rolled your eyes. "In your dreams, you big baby."
"But it still hurts, Y/N! It can't get better if you don't kiss it! The team needs me, you said it yourself!"
"Kuroo," you groaned, but he just pointed at his cheek. "Come on, no need to be shy." That jerk and his stupidly good looking grin. You weren't really sure why, but you leaned in, your face getting closer to his cheek. You only noticed what you were actually doing when you were so close to him that you could smell the light scent of smell mixed with his natural, woody scent.
"You stink." You lied.
"But you were about to kiss it better!" He whined as you stood up, and internally screamed at yourself for actually considering kissing him. "Shut up, I'm tired. Just text me when you're done with the practice." You told him as you walked to the exit, you needed the fresh breath of air.
***
"I deem you beyond hope. These are the basics of chemistry. How -the fuck- are you so bad at them?"
"I don't know!" You groaned for the millionth time. "I just can't do it, okay?" He rolled his eyes when you pouted. Maybe you were acting a tad too childish, but no one liked to be reminded of how dumb they were, especially not from a guy as hot as him.
"Okay, okay." He finally said when you kept pouting. "Let's take a break." He didn't miss your cute smile when you heard the word 'break'.
"How are you so bad at it, anyway? You're not as bad in the other subjects..." He then realized he had no idea how your other subjects were. "Right?" He asked, this time a little less confident.
"No." You told him with a glare. "It's something between me and chemistry, we just don't get along." You sighed, and without thinking much about it, you added, "chem is a mystery to me." Not expecting his eyes to widen and gasp at your small word game, you quirked your brow. "What?"
"Did you- did you just do a joke?!" He looked so genuinely shocked, you pouted.
"I am capable of joking!" You answered his accusation, noticing his grin. "Huh," he mumbled, "Since you never laugh at mine, I thought you just didn't understand them."
"I'll strangle you, Kuroo." You answered though you were smiling. "You were about to kiss me an hour ago, what's with the attitude?" He teased, and he thought it was the best thing, how horrified you looked at the accusation.
"I- I didn't- I wasn't going to-" As you choked on your words, he was having the time of his life. You faked a cough to try and hide how flustered you were, a pathetic attempt, really.
"Huh? You weren't going to kiss me? Is that what you're saying? Are you a liar, too, Y/N-chan?"
"Kuroo, shut the fuck up." You mumbled when you finally found it in yourself to form words. "How rude, princess." He giggled, dropping the topic and not even realizing the effect the pet name had on you.
"Don't call me that, jackass." You tried to be as rude as you could to hide the soft part of you showing, but he noticed, he always did.
"What, princess?"
When you didn't answer him, he grinned and leaned a little closer to you. "Is it making you excited, princess?"
"No way!" You blurted out. "Why should I get excited over you? It's just- weird." You answered, and he didn't press it on, though you could still feel his mocking eyes on you, grinning like the Cheshire cat.
***
"Hey!" You called out when you saw one small and one abnormally tall silhouette. "Kenma, Lev, could you guys help me out a bit?" You had two large boxes on your hands, hiding your face from them, but they instantly knew who you were.
"What are you doing?" Lev asked as he took the larger box from you, Kenma was holding one of the small boxes you had left behind to get on a second trip.
"Oh, it's the cheerleading equipment, they asked me if I could take them."
"All of them?" Kenma asked, a brow quirking questioningly. "Yeah, you know, being new and stuff I guess." You told with a little giggle.
"Yeah, no." Kenma told you with a monotone voice. "It's not being new and stuff, and don't think we missed how they're acting towards you." He looked at Lev. "Even he noticed it."
"Hey, what does that mean?!"
"They're not the kindest people around, that I admit." You answered. "But it's not unbearable, so..." You sent him a cheeky grin.
Kenma shrugged. "Whatever you say, just know what they're doing is not normal, and it's probably just gonna get worse."
You knew he was right, but the topic made you uncomfortable, so you just shrugged.
***
Hanging out with Kuroo was fun, you had to admit. Even though you were just studying, it was too much fun.
"How are you feeling? Are you stressed? Do you think you're ready? Do you think you'll pass? Oh my god, why am I so stressed?!" Kuroo blabbered on as he shook you by your shoulders with every word. "I'm okay, Kuroo. I'm feeling pretty good, actually, I think I'm ready."
He looked at you with worried eyes, though they looked a bit more relieved than they were just then.
"Okay, then. Go break a leg? Is that what you're supposed to say in situations like this?" Oh, shoot. Did he have to look so damn cute, worrying over you?
You chuckled as you shrugged, ignoring the warm feeling spreading through your body. "I'm not sure. You knew you didn't have to come all the way here, though, right?" He had insisted that he was going to drop you to the exam, and wait until you came back. He said he might even buy you a slice of cheesecake after if it went well, and who were you to say no?
"I wanted to come." He looked at his phone screen to check the hour. "Okay, you have to go now, but I'll be right here."
You weren't sure why, but that sentence filled you with a confidence you never knew you had. You felt like... you felt like if he was right here, supporting you, you could even overcome your greatest enemy, chemistry.
"Y-yeah, okay." You mumbled, turning around to go to school, but stopped when he suddenly shouted, "Wait!" You turned around, worried there was something you forgot -there was always something you forgot- but your worries died when you saw him grinning.
"Aren't you gonna ask for a good lucks kiss?"
"Oh my god, Kuroo." You rolled your eyes, once again turning to go, but this time he didn't let you walk away, not without a hug. "Well then, here's a good luck hug instead." As you felt his long arms around your body, you froze in your place, forgetting to even breathe.
He was warm, not a disturbing warm, though, the kind that caused you to smile, that made you feel safe, that made you think if he kept his arms around you, nothing bad could happen. So instead of pulling back, you wrapped your arms around him too, closing your eyes with the feeling and not even realizing that you were nuzzling your face in his neck.
You didn't notice the relieved smile that was on his face when you hugged him back, since he was half-sure you were going to push him away, he closed his eyes too and wrapped you even tighter, trying to etch this feeling in his mind so he could remember forever.
You could feel his face touching your hair, your bodies pressed together, you wondered if he could hear how hard your heart was beating. When he pulled back after a while, you felt a bit disappointed that it ended but hid that expression nonetheless. Now you couldn't stop thinking just how good he smelled and felt.
"Uh, thanks for that, I guess." You told him with an awkward giggle. "Sure thing, all you gotta do is ask, princess." He told you with a wink, causing you to roll your eyes and walk away.
***
Kuroo was a man of his word, so he waited two hours on exactly where you both had hugged each other.
When he realized he could still feel your lingering scent when the wind blew slightly and smiled, Kuroo knew he was in deep. He had never meant for it to go this way, he liked this weird thing you both had, constant teasing and challenging each other. He had no idea when he had caught feelings, but Kuroo wasn't a simple man, he knew that when he had feelings towards someone, it was too damn hard for him to let go.
He couldn't stop thinking about the hug that had passed just then, how you felt between his arms, how amazing you smelled, how good of a fit you two were.
So when he saw you exiting the school, he couldn't (didn't) suppress the smile that was forming on his face, and it only grew wider when you smiled back.
"How was it?" He asked when you came towards him. "It was gre-" Before you could finish your sentence, you found yourself pulled into a tight hug once again, though this time you didn't fight it one second.
"That's very nice to hear." He muttered into your hair, and you giggled. "I remember a promise about a cheesecake." You told him with a cheeky smile when his arms let go of your figure, that looked tiny next to him.
"Huh, cheesecake? Nope, can't think of anything related to that."
"Kuroo!" You whined.
"What? I don't even like cheesecake! How could I have known your exam was going to be okay when you suck this bad at chemistry?" He protested.
He still took you to eat cheesecake, and not only one slice, but as much as you'd liked.
"So, you're gonna cheer for me, huh?" He told you as he watched you chew on the giant piece of cake you had just gotten in your mouth. You could swear he was only asking questions when you were chewing, cause it was a little too often his questions had caught you munching on food, at this point.
You glared at him as he shot you an innocent look, he grinned like a mad man the whole time you tried to swallow your bite. "I don't know, I haven't decided yet." You finally answered.
"You can't tell me you're going to cheer for that Oikawa guy." He huffed, though you knew he was damn serious at his question. "No, I'm going to cheer for Lev." You shot back, and he groaned.
"You're forgetting that I'm paying for all these." He grinned, causing you to choke on the bite you just took. He laughed and passed you the water, watching you drink it down.
"Yeah, you're right." You told him with a cheeky grin.
***
"Oh, shit, I'm so fucking stressed, I'm going to die." Yaku mumbled. "You don't have to be stressed, Yaku-san! You practiced so much, I know you're going to win!" Your captain cheered excitedly. (you forgot about her, didn't you, haha)
Huh, you thought. Maybe Kuroo was right about you sucking at giving motivation.
"Thanks." Yaku mumbled with an awkward smile, trying to escape from her overly cheerful manner.
"Kuroo-san, how are you feeling?" She asked as she walked towards him, making the girls in your team giggle with anticipation. "I'm okay, thanks." He mumbled, his eyes searching through the crowd, stopping when they found you. Without even noticing that the cheerleader captain was talking to him, he walked towards you with a mocking grin on his face.
"I need to get my good luck kiss before I go on the court, you know. And this time, I'm not settling for a hug." It might have been something you could laugh at, if you weren't in public and both of your teams weren't looking at you, mouths agape, eyes widened with shock.
You could hear Kenma face-palming himself.
"Sh-shut it, Kuroo! It's not the time for teasing." You told him, feeling your cheeks heating up.
"Come on, just one kiss." He continued as he leaned in, caging you and leaving you breathless. You knew he was joking, but no one else did, and sometimes, you weren't so sure either, especially when he looked at you like that.
So you did the best thing you could.
You ran away.
Not bothering to look back or answer his questions, you ran until you couldn't see him. You had no idea how you were going to explain this to your team, especially to the captain. She didn't like you already, and this was probably just going to make everything worse.
So you stayed there until you heard Nekoma being called out on the court, leaving the room half-heartedly, scared of what you were going to face.
You could feel the lingering eyes on you, hear the whispers following you, and you did your best to ignore them, but you knew you could break down crying any second now. When you saw the captain glaring at you, you bit your lip, trying to focus on the dance.
You could feel the boys looking at you to see if you were okay or not, trying to get you to look at them too, but you refused to do so since you were a little scared of what you would see.
Though the whispers and glares toned down and died when the game started since the game took all your attention. You watched as Kenma passed the ball to Lev, he jumped so high and hit the ball so hard, you gasped. The ball passed between Aoba Jouhsai and Nekoma, neither of them looking like they were going to accept losing.
You could see everyone giving their bests, even Kenma looked fired about the game, Lev blocking the ball like his life depended on it, Oikawa using tricks and strategies that just amazed you.
The game was breathtaking, every touch on the ball had you gasping, making you sit on the edge of your seat, turning your knuckles white.
The only times you could hear the whispers running after you were the times there were breaks, and the cheerleading team was dancing on the court.
Wasn't this supposed to be fun? It felt like torture, instead. You could feel your teammates nudging you with an elbow every once and then, causing you to lose your balance, snickering when you stumbled. At this point, you were just counting minutes till the game ended.
Kuroo must've noticed something was wrong since, at one point, he started to wave at you until you saw him, and when you looked at him, he sent you a thumbs up as if he was trying to ask if you were okay, not noticing he was the problem.
You just plastered a smile on your face and nodded your head, trying to make him go back to the game. He sent you a cheeky grin in response, now more determined to win more than ever.
The game went on, and it was finally the third and the last set. To give the team more of a boost, the cheerleading was going on on the side of the court.
You would've enjoyed this, you really would, if it weren't for the now rougher pushes you've been getting from the other girls. It was starting to hurt, you had to admit, and not only physically, too. No one liked being laughed at, especially when they had no one to help them get through this, and you were feeling more alone then you have ever felt before.
Though all your thoughts disappeared when you saw Kuroo jumping with all his might and hitting the ball Kenma had just sent him. The ball went straight down, without anyone on the other side of the net being able to receive it.
He had scored the match point. They won, you realized.
Your eyes wide, hands up in the air, shaking the black and red pompoms in your hand as you cheered with the rest of your team, beaming with happiness.
You suddenly noticed the cat-like eyes on you, and your eyes found him too. He was grinning widely, everyone around him screaming with victory, and it somehow felt like the time had stopped as you looked at each other. His arms were wide open as if he was inviting you for a hug, his lips were moving like he was trying to tell you something, and you focused your gaze on is lips, narrowing your eyes and leaning a bit closer-
You felt a sharp pain on the side of your body, leaving you breathless for a second or more, making your eyes water, and because you were leaning forward and your focus was fully somewhere else, you couldn't find your balance, falling forward.
You would've fallen right on your face if you hadn't put your hand on the ground in instinct, but now it was your hand and your ankle which had twisted badly when you fell, that had taken the blow. You looked up, just to find one of the girls looking at you with an uninterested pout, though you weren't sure who it was that had pushed you.
You could feel your eyes stinging with tears unshed, your ankle and wrist throbbing with pain, and it wasn't even the pain that caused you to tear up. You felt so self-conscious, falling in front of all these people, in front of him, you wanted to run away.
Trying to stand up, you gasped as you felt the pain in your ankle, just making the stinging in your eyes and the lump in your throat worse. You knew you would've fallen once again if it wasn't for the sudden support under your arms.
You couldn't recognize him for a second with the cold, almost scary look he had on his face, his eyes looking threateningly sharp as he helped you stand on your legs, walking you out of the gym.
Neither of you talked until you were finally alone in a room, and he had sat you on the bench. He sat right next to you, and the silence was unbearable, but you knew the second you attempted to talk, you would break down crying.
He somehow seemed to know that, so instead of trying to make you talk, you felt his hands wrapping you in a tight hug, and that was when you lost control over your emotions. You couldn't help the tears running down your face, wetting your cheeks, the sobs shaking your body between his arms, your arms hugging him even tighter as you replayed everything in your mind.
"I'm sorry," you managed to mumble between your sobs, "I'm so sorry, Kuroo." You didn't know why exactly you were apologizing, maybe it was because he had to be here with you instead of celebrating his victory, or maybe something else.
You stopped apologizing when you felt his hand touching your hair so softly, you almost couldn't feel it. "Shh," he whispered, "it's okay, no need to be sorry."
You nodded, you weren't even sure how long you stayed in that position, but you had already stopped crying when he talked again. "Are you feeling better now?"
You nodded, not even trying to pull back since it felt too good to be between his arms. His hand was still caressing your hair, though it was a little different this time since you felt something sliding between your hair, something that suspiciously felt like a headband with a pair of cat ears.
You tried to suppress your smile, but couldn't, so you just giggled. "You asshole." You mumbled and felt the laughter bubbling in his chest.
"I love you too, princess."
Epilogue:
You were sitting on the couch as Kuroo gathered the snacks. It was movie night, though as you surfed through the channels, you found something even more interesting.
"Baby, come quick! It's live from Oikawa's game." You told him as you watched the game a little too closely, Kuroo noticed. As an attempt to keep his girl, Kuroo sat right next to you on the couch, an arm wrapped around your shoulders. You could feel him pulling you closer and closer to himself every time you gasped or cheered for Oikawa until you were almost on top of him.
"Tetsu, are you jealous?" You finally asked, desperately trying to hold yourself from laughing at his pouting face.
"Jealous? Why would I be jealous?" You were going to say something, but he answered his own question. "Because my girlfriend is far more interested in a guy on tv than her boyfriend that's sitting right next to him?"
"I'm not interested in him!" You protested, trying to ignore the amazing spike Oikawa just did, but he noticed it. Pouting and looking away -though not attempting to get away from you whatsoever- he looked like a little boy.
"Ah, come on, you know you'll always be my number one." You told him with a giggle, and you knew when you pecked his cheek with a light kiss, he couldn’t stay mad at you.
"You know, you really hurt my feelings there." He muttered though he was grinning as he leaned his face closer to yours.
"Did I?" You asked with an equally cheeky grin, and he nodded, now even closer that you could feel the heat radiating from him.
"I kinda need you to kiss it better."
Kiss it better, you did.
It’s Hard to be a Ball-girl (especially if the captain is Kuroo Tetsurou)
A/N: Yeah I still have requests to do, and I will get to them!! But I had to get this idea out of my mind and so I did with a 6.2k fic hehe
I don’t know why I feel really insecure posting this, I posted it twice and erased before anyone saw it lol but- yeah. Let me know if you like it or not, though! It might also be a bit messy since I first wrote it for Oikawa, changed it to Kuroo, wrote it from the beginning for Oikawa again, and erased everything and wrote it one last time for Kuroo lol I also have two tests for today and I’m really stressed ughh
pairing: Kuroo Tetsurou x fem!Reader
warnings: nothing! (I think, wow that feels weird) Maybe Kuroo being a big big tease?
Synopsis: After an unfortunate string of events -more like you being very bad at ditching your classes- you get a week of detention to be the ball-girl of the schools volleyball team, and it’s especially hard when you’ve promised yourself that after the last heartbreak, you will protect your heart from anyone that could break it. Though it might be a bit hard when the captain is the infamous Kuroo Tetsurou.
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"Lev, what are you doing?" You heard a monotone voice call out, and although you couldn't see who exactly the owner of the voice, or who Lev was, you sensed it was trouble. "You still have receiving practice."
"There's someone here." A new voice answered. It was a deep voice with an accent, and somehow you felt it in your bones that he was going to find you. His words were your que to run before they discovered you.
"Yeah, no shit. There's a whole volleyball team here, minus the occasional fangirls." The monotone voice answered, but the boy with the accent didn't seem to mind, his footsteps getting closer and closer. You finally stopped trying to listen and started to move, trying to get out of there as quiet as you could-
"Ah- it's a kitty." The boy mumbled right before his hand caught you by the wrist, it had happened so fast, and you quickly realized how big his hand was. You squirmed and pulled, trying to free yourself from his grip, and you did manage to do that, only for his other hand to grip yours once again, he laughed at that. "No, little kitty, you can't get away from me."
It was only then you finally managed to see who the hand belonged to. He was huge, looking like he could bite your head off if he wanted to, the crooked smile on his face not making it any better, either. "I found a kitty, Kenma! Told you someone else was here."
He called to the little boy that stood a few meters away from you with a bored, though slightly shocked expression on his face. You wanted to tell him to let you go already, but the giant scared you so much that you felt like you couldn't even talk.
Not only that, but you also had no idea how he managed to find you since you had always thought that you were exceptionally talented at hiding.
Or maybe, just maybe, you weren't as talented as you thought since this was the third time you had been found as you tried to ditch your lesson.
But it wasn't your fault -this time-! You decided to run into the court when you noticed it was empty, how could you have known the team would come in, only a second after you did? Your only solution was to hide behind the ball basket, and yeah, maybe there were better options, but you couldn't think of any at the moment.
Though, you still cursed yourself for picking the boys volleyball court out of all places in the whole school.
"Kenma, Kenma, look! I was right!" The giant kept shaking his hands along with your wrist triumphantly. Now that you had a few seconds to think, you realized you knew who he was.
And if he was here, then it wouldn't be long until-
"Lev, go back to your practice, what are you even-" The familiar voice of the infamous captain came from right behind you, immediately stopping your squirmings and protests. "doing..?" His voice trailed off as he noticed your small figure- though anyone would have seemed small standing next to the 6'4 boy.
The boy holding you turned to the captain's way, turning you along with him and pulling you way too harshly, causing you to lose your balance.
You stumbled a few steps until you found your balance back, noticing the quiet giggle that came from the captain's way. The captain of the Nekoma volleyball team stood before you, his messy hair slightly damp with sweat, though he somehow managed to still look handsome. "Hey, hey, don't fall for me yet." He teased and held you by the arm to steady you, sending a charming smile your way.
You couldn't look him in the eyes, you could feel your face heating up as Lev's arm stood casually on your shoulders as if you were some kind of kitchen counter. "Hey captain, look what I found."
You had to bit your tongue to stop yourself from correcting him from not what but who.
You could feel the boy's sharp, golden eyes on you, wandering for a second or so. You didn't know if he would recognize you, didn't expect him to either since you never really had a conversation and only saw him around in the hallways, but you certainly didn't await him to sigh and roll his eyes. "Another fangirl?"
Another fangirl? You cringed at the words. Did he just-
"How do they even get in here? I really thought we handled it this time." Kuroo muttered, not sparing you another look. "Yeah, apparently not." Lev told him with a smirk and by gods was the smirk as scary as the one that Chucky doll had.
The quiet boy with blond hair had noticed your eyes widening and breath hitching whenever Lev turned to you or moved closer to you, so he sighed as he freed your wrist from Lev's hands that were the size of dinner plates (okay- maybe you were exaggerating a bit, but who could blame you? He had big hands).
"You're scaring her, Lev. Go back to practice."
"What?" He gasped dramatically. "But I wanted to keep playing with the kitty, too!"
"Can you stop with the kitty thing already?" You protested quietly, but when he turned to you with a huge smile, leaning forward and bringing your faces closer, you gulped. "What did you say?" He asked in a non-threatening-way that sounded way too threatening. "Nothing!" You answered back, and the quiet boy rolled his eyes.
"Lev, go away. I'm taking care of this." This sentence caused Kuroo's brows to furrow, quirking one up in question as he sent a glance your way, Kenma never offered help to people, certainly not to the ones he didn't know. "I, umm-" You started to say, not sure what to say in a situation like this. "I'm not really a fangirl-"
"Y/N!" You heard your name echoing in the gym, and you knew who it was. "Oh, shit! Quick, let me go before sensei finds me-"
"Don't you dare take a step." He shouted, instinctively knowing what you were thinking. Knowing him, you were smart enough to do as he said, so the only thing you could do was to rub your temples as you waited for him to come and scold you.
Maybe hiding in the volleyball court wasn't a good idea. Who could've known?
You. You should've known since it was the third time this weekNekomata-sensei had found you. And this time, he wasn't letting you go. Holding you by the nape of your clothes as if you were a stray cat, he pulled you free from the quiet boy's soft hands.
"You again?" Nekomata-sensei asked without even expecting an answer as he sighed dramatically. "What is this? The fourth time this week? I told you last time that if I found you ditching your class one more time, I wouldn't let you off the hook as easy."
"Third time." You muttered as you fidgeted with your hands.
"What?"
"It's the third time but-" the angry look on his face was your que to shut up. "It's not- it's not important." You mumbled. "I'm so sorry, Sensei, I promise I won't do this again!"
"You realize you said the same exact thing last time? No, you're not getting away this time." He repeated. "Umm, what's happening?" You heard Kuroo say, not even aware you had forgotten the presence of the two boys watching you get scolded.
You could almost hear Kuroo thinking, 'wait, isn't she a fangirl?'
Interesting, he thought. That makes it much more fun.
You did feel a bit better knowing he might be feeling ashamed about confusing you with a fangirl, but it still didn't help you get out of this situation. "Sensei, please!" You pleaded. "I promise I won't ditch any more classes, this will be the last time you see me!"
"You tell me, Kuroo. What do you think I should do?" The Nekoma coach turned the handsome captain's way, turning a deaf ear to your pleas. Kuroo sent a glance your way, a smirk starting to grow on his lips, the kind of smirk that caused your heart rate to pick up slightly.
"Well, you always make us the ball-boy for a month whenever we ditch practice, coach." He answered in a teasing manner, though his mocking smile quickly turned into surprise when Nekomata-sensei grunted in approval.
"You know, that's not a bad idea," Nekomata-sensei agreed with a thoughtful smile, causing you to blurt out in protest. "What?! You can't be serious!"
"Oh, but I am serious." He answered with a playful glint in his eyes, "I did tell you I wouldn't let you go easy if I caught you again, so help my team for a month, can't you?"
"But- but- but that's not fair!" You whined, ignoring the snickers coming from Kuroo's way. "Oh, it's fair, alright. We needed a ball-boy anyway." He told you with a pat on the back, the pat making you feel even more desperate, instead of the intended comfort.
"Oh, don't look at me like that." He told you with a grandpa smile when you sent him puppy-dog-eyes. "Fine, fine. I'll be merciful." He sighed. "You'll be the volleyball club's ball-girl for a week instead of a month."
"Sensei," you whined. "I don't even like running. I'll be the worst ball-girl you'll probably ever cross your way with."
"Oh, don't think so little of yourself, I'm sure you'll do just fine." He chuckled as he started to walk back to the benches, still laughing as he heard your whines, leaving you alone with the famous captain and desperation.
***
Three hours of the first day of you being a ballgirl had passed, and you had never noticed just how tiring it was to run after balls the whole day.
It was straight out of a nightmare, you were sure.
It would have been at least bearable if it stayed with just running after balls, too, but it was straight out tiring when Kuroo joined the equation. He was charming- really charming, and even though you knew that before this, you weren't aware of how effective it was.
"Oh, come on!" He whined. "I'm sorry for confusing you with a fangirl, but there are just a lot of them here and- You're being unfair to me!"
He was right, you had to give him that. You had even come to good terms with the giant that found you, Lev, you had talked to Kenma, and both of you seemed to enjoy each other's company. You were already in the same class as Yamamoto, and you just got along with everyone on the team whit the exception of Kuroo Tetsurou.
No one knew why you distanced yourself from the charming captain, no one dared to ask either. It wasn't that you were mean towards him, but the wall you had towards him was something you didn't have with anyone else.
But despite whatever reason had you running away from him, the whole team was aware of how their captain was determined to be friends with you. They noticed it by the extra breaks he was taking, always appearing right next to you in every break as he talked and talked, making jokes that were much worse than his usuals in desperate attempts of making you laugh.
"That is the last thing you should be apologizing for." You sighed as you sat on the bench and took a sip from your water. "What? Oh- yeah, I'm sorry for taking a part in you becoming our ball-girl, too, but if you look at it from the bright side-"
"Kuroo-san! Please just leave me alone." You finally snapped as he kept talking. You took notice of how his smirk suddenly dropped, a slightly hurt look in his pretty, golden eyes. Maybe you had taken it a bit far, and as you were about to apologize, he talked before you.
"Kuroo-san?" He repeated, and your eyes narrowed, trying to understand just what he was talking about. "Isn't that a bit too formal? I mean-"
"Oh my god," you groaned. So he was hurt about that?
"Look, I'm just trying to be a good captain and help my teammates. You're a part of the team now, after all." He winked.
You were at your limit, and apparently, even Kenma was aware of that, running -not actually- for your rescue. "Kuro (I did my research, and apparently Kenma calls Kuroo Kuro), I think that's enough." He told him with raised brows that said 'what are you even trying to do?', and Kuroo got the message, raising to his legs, groaning like an old man, too. He smiled one more time at you and walked back to the court.
"Hey, Kenma." You muttered as he sat next to you, not even aware of the pair of golden eyes that were watching you to see if Kenma would scoot away from you or show any of his anxious telltales. The captain's brows furrowed with interest when Kenma didn't shy away or play with his hands, the hem of his shirt, or anything, but greeted you back, instead.
"I see you're tired of our captain already," Kenma muttered with a quiet chuckle, which you answered with a groan. "I don't understand why he keeps nagging me for all these stupid things." You told him with a sigh, thinking of all the unimportant things he came to you with.
"There's an obvious reason." Kenma told you with a look that said you should be aware of what he was talking about, but he sighed when you looked at him blankly. "He's flirting with you."
"Oh, I know." You told him nonchalantly, causing Kenma to raise his brows in confusion. "I'm smart enough to not take it seriously, though. He's known to be a flirt, after all." You shrugged.
"He is?" Kenma asked, and you shrugged once again.
"I mean, yeah. He has a reputation and everything." You told him, sending a cautious look to the boy in question and felt your face warming a bit. You knew you would already be head over heels for him if you didn't know how much heartbreak could hurt.
You knew the type, the laid back smile, and the flirtatious, teasing personality not at all foreign to you, and after the last try that ended with a week of tears and bags and bags of snacks that weren't very healthy, you promised yourself you weren't going to fall into another trap again.
You never thought the next trap might be the Kuroo Tetsurou, though.
Kenma sent you a questioning look when you stood quiet, but didn't push you to tell what you were thinking. "I don't know about his reputation, but he probably isn't the kind of person you think he is." He told you as he stood up from the bench. "Many people take him to be this playboy, but he’s really just-" he suddenly stopped talking, feeling like he was telling too much as he took one last sip from his water bottle without finishing his sentence, smiling at you apologetically and going back to the court.
Only then did you notice the cat-like eyes watching your moves as if a tiger watching its prey.
Your eyes met for a second or so until the amber gaze softened into a teasing look, and he sent you a charming smile, the smile causing a warm feeling to settle in your chest. You thought of what Kenma told you, and you knew you would've believed what he told you if you hadn't seen this many times before. No, you thought, better cautious than sorry.
Biting your lips as you noticed the butterflies that formed in your stomach when Kuroo jumped to block Lev's spike, you knew you had to be more careful.
***
You were surprised when you noticed the next two days of being a ballgirl at Nekoma had passed a bit easier. You had started to enjoy being around the Nekoma boys, your fondness towards them growing each second you passed there, and it was would be unfair if you couldn't admit to yourself that it was a scary feeling.
Especially since you could feel your walls crumbling down more each time Kuroo teased, talked, or even looked at you with a grin. It was getting harder and harder to stay away from him, to remain neutral to his jokes, his flirts, to resist the urge to smile back whenever he looked your way and winked each time before he jumped to spike, to simply not catch feelings.
He was just so sweet, so funny, so smart but also dumb and he felt nothing like the guy you were always warned about. You remembered your friends warning you frantically when you told them about the situation, telling you to be on your guard at all times, that he was the big bad wolf.
You didn’t want him to be the big bad wolf, you wanted to believe him, to Kenma, to your instincts that told you he was different from everyone that broke your heart before, that you felt safe around him.
You did, you felt so safe and so happy, you always let your guard down, a part of you already too deep in this trap that was called Kuroo.
His flirts didn’t help either.
He was both really good and bad at flirting, it usually felt like he had no experience too, but that couldn’t be true. He was a goofy boy that had dumb chemistry jokes, instagram pick-up lines, cheesy maneuvers that somehow felt too cute.
You just wished for this detention to be over already, but you had to admit that you sometimes regretted it was a week rather than a month, too. Realizing you zoned out, you blinked a few times to shift back into reality, your eyes instantly found the amber ones that were looking your way with a mocking smile, butterflies in the pit of your stomach appearing as an instant reaction to his smile.
You had two more days to go -of course, you weren't going to spend your time as a ballgirl at the weekend, even coach Nekomata couldn't force you into that-, two more days of resisting the charm of the infamous captain.
You could do that, right?
***
It was already dark when the practice had ended, the thought of walking back home at this hour stressing you just a little. You had a friend walking with you these past three days, though today was even later than usual, so you told them not to wait.
Thinking about it now, it seemed like the better thing to do, to be a shitty friend and ask them to wait the past hours just to walk you back, though.
You sighed as you cast on your sweatshirt in one swift motion, hanging your backpack on one shoulder as you walked towards the exit and dialed a friend's number since you felt a bit more at ease as you talked with someone on the phone when you had to walk alone.
"Bye Kitty- I mean, Y/N!" Lev waved at you as he tied his shoelaces, correcting himself immediately as he remembered the last time he called you kitty and got an earful from Kuroo. You waved back as you put your phone back in your pocket since your friend didn't pick it up.
"Hey- Wait a second!" You heard someone call out. It was Kuroo, running towards you as he tried to pack his water bottle in his bag and catch up with you at the same time. Kenma was walking right behind him.
"Is anyone here to pick you up?" Kenma asked, and you shook your head side to side. "Then where are you going, Y/N? You didn't think we would let you walk alone, did you?" Kuroo teased as messed your hair, causing you to grimace and duck away from his touch.
"I'm tired enough already." You muttered as you tried to fix your hair, you heard him chuckle and felt your breath hitching in your chest. "The princess is tired, you heard that Kenma?" He teased, and you just sighed, missing the look Kenma gave Kuroo.
"So, uh- where do you live?" Kenma asked quietly, making both you and Kuroo realize you didn't have a clue where you were going. "Oh, I live near the library, ****** Street." You answered, earning a hum from the quiet boy.
"Would you look at that, t's pretty close to our neighborhood!" Kuroo told you with a wink only to see you groan. He liked it when you were angry, though.
"Since Kenma's house is the first on the way, we can drop him first." He continued, the thought of being alone with him making you grimace, though you couldn't ask them to drop you first.
"Uh, okay." You muttered quietly and fiddled with your fingers. To your surprise, the quiet ensued until you were left alone, and even then, Kuroo wasn't teasing and messing with you, but just making small talk.
When he looked like he couldn't take it anymore, he sighed, looking more serious than you usually saw him. "Do I make you nervous?"
"What?" You asked as you tried to understand how he could tell. Sure, you felt nervous next to him, but being alone was something else. He glanced at your hands that were holding each other, your fingers meddling.
"Kenma usually plays with his hands when he's nervous." He explained. "But you seem to be more on guard whenever I'm around, anyway." Wow, you thought, he was blunt. You weren't sure how to answer the accusation, especially since it was true, too, so you just stood there quietly, not able to look into his eyes.
"Look, if I ever did something that made you uncomfortable, that if I'm teasing you too much or ever just went too far, I-"
"No!" You exclaimed before you intended to. When he looked at you with confusion and hurt in his eyes, you took a deep breath. "No, it's not... I'ts not like that." You didn't mean to tell him that, but to let him blame himself for your insecure thoughts would be selfish.
"It's not like that?" He repeated and you shook your head, a lazy grin settling on his features slowly. You didn't look him in the eyes, your eyes settling on your hands as you just shook your head side to side, still feeling his amber eyes and the grin on his lips.
***
Wiping the sweat on your face with the back of your hand, you groaned when Lev missed another receiving ball, and the ball flew in the opposite direction.
Lev sent you an apologetic smile -even though you had gotten used to his gigantic presence, his smile still creeped you out just a bit- and you smiled back in a way of saying it's okay.
You ran across the room to collect it, only to hear a loud thump right next to your foot as you reached for the ball. You accidentally let out a shriek of surprise, dropping the ball in your hand and turning to where the sound came from, mouth agape. You realized it was a ball that landed centimeters away from you.
You looked around for a second until you noticed the teasing smirk on Kuroo's lips and his eyes on you, making you send him a glare. "Sorry!" He called out, not looking sorry the slightest, "It slipped out of my hand."
Of course, it hadn't slipped out of his hand, the ball was too precisely close to you, and even though you couldn't tell him that, Lev could. "Captain, it's a bad habit to lie, I saw you aiming the ball at her." He shouted with a playful smirk, winking at you as he did so.
You raised your brows at Kuroo, who wasn't smiling anymore, and you didn't miss the slight look of guilt in his eyes. It was your turn to tease him with a smile, and the whole team had stopped to watch what their captain would do. Since it was always Kuroo who teased people, it was odd to see him being the one poked fun at.
"Go back to your practice, Lev." He grumbled, "and since it's evident you haven't been paying attention to your practice, go ahead and run a few laps, too."
"What? Captain, that's not fair-" He protested, but the threatening look he received from his captain was enough to make him shut up.
"I'm just being honest, and look what I get!" He muttered as he started running laps, the sight making you chuckle.
Kuroo could swear he felt a bit betrayed at how you never laughed at him but kept laughing at Lev and the others. He wasn't stupid, he could see how you were running away from him, and even though now he knew it wasn't you disliking him, he was determined to solve whatever this was.
He was aware he had been showing you a little too much interest, too, and even if Kuroo hadn't noticed it himself, the looks Kenma sent him every time he talked to you would have already made him realize it. He knew what Kenma was trying to tell him, but he refused to acknowledge it. Kuroo wasn't crushing on you, he was just curious at why you stayed as far as you could from him.
Though he still had to admit he thought it was one of the cutest things to see you angry, and even cuter when you were smiling. He also did allow himself to admit he just liked to tease you, and talk with you, or even just be around you-
"Lev, think fast!" He heard your voice and snapped back to reality. He saw you grabbing a water bottle and throwing it to the white-haired boy, he watched as you laughed with glee when Lev caught the bottle without even missing a beat.
"That was so cool!" You exclaimed as you ran towards him. "Your reflexes are amazing. I'm really bad at this game, too." You admitted with a smile that just got on Kuroo's nerves. Lev stuck his chest out with pride at your words. "Lev- maybe you should run a bit more if you're insisting on slacking off." Kuroo told him as he approached you, his words causing Lev to run towards Kenma almost immediately.
Kenma sent Kuroo a glance, a glance you thought that meant 'fuck you for making me work more, especially with him' but actually meant 'jealous, huh?'
"Shut up, Kenma." He grumbled, making Kenma sigh. "I didn't say anything."
***
"Kuroo!" You protested as he sent another ball flying away, just to make you run. Kuroo looked at you with fake innocence, lifting his hands innocently.
"You're breaking my heart, Y/N." He told you dramatically. "Do you know how unmotivating it is to be scolded every time you miss a ball?"
"Think of it more of a wake-up call to actually start and hit the balls." You answered with a sigh as you ran to collect the next ball. "How mean." He teased, "it feels like you're telling me you can hit better than me."
You ignored the 'ooh' coming from Lev's way. You knew he was trying to make you take the challenge, and you were smart enough to know you couldn't beat Kuroo in his habitat, and being the smart boy he was, Kuroo was trying to make it so that it looked like it was you who challenged him in the first place.
"And this feels like you're trying to force me into making a challenge with you just so you can boost your ego." You told him and heard Kenma chuckle from behind you.
"So you accept defeat, how pathetic." Kuroo shot back, and you sent a glare his way. "It's okay, you don't have to be sad because I'm better than you." He cooed with a pat on your head. "Cause if that was the case, most people would have to be depressed." He added, his false(?) narcissism making you groan in frustration, and he chuckled as you started to walk away from him.
"Oh, don't run away from me, Y/N, I know you secretly like me." He teased, talking in a very Romeo-like way. You grimaced at his words -you could swear you heard Kenma muttering 'you're the one to talk'- as you just started to walk faster.
"I don't." You sighed as he easily caught up with his long legs.
"You do." He insisted with a grin. The truth was- you did. You liked hanging out with him, you liked it when he teased you, talked to you, stood around you. He made you feel safe, a false sense of safeness that you were afraid of feeling in the first place.
"I don't." You answered grumpily and wore your sweatshirt.
"You do." He spoke as he packed his gym bag.
"Don't!"
"Do."
"Kuroo, will you ever shut up?" You snapped, and he grinned wider. "I will if you just accept that you like me."
"No." You persisted and heard him sigh, but he didn't pester any longer. "I'll leave you be just because it's your last day tomorrow. Is there anyone here to pick you up?"
You looked outside and bit your lips. "No, but it's not very late, I can walk back."
"No way," He told you with a grin, and you cursed your heart that was beating rapidly in your chest. "I like walking with you."
He didn't expect an answer, though he was glad he got to see your smile that you tried to hide.
***
This time, Kenma wasn't around either. He had some stuff to do and wasn't going to be able to join the both of you. It was even more awkward than the last time you walked together, though.
You could feel the excitement radiating from him, he looked anxious, too, and to hide that anxiousness, he resorted to using very bad jokes that did nothing to the heavy awkwardness.
He was telling you something very irrelevant about the period system when he finally heard you sigh. "I'm not a very big fan of Chemistry." You told him with an apologetic smile. "But are you okay? You seem a bit... tense." He sighed at that, finally deciding to say what he wanted to say since he saw you the first time that day.
"Yeah, you usually are when you're trying to ask someone out, even more so when the girl you're trying to ask out is trying to get away from you most of the time." He joked, half expecting you to laugh, but chewed on his lip when you stopped in your place and looked at him, mouth agape.
"I-"
"I know you told me it wasn't like you didn’t lik me, but it still makes me nervous." He laughed. "Especially since I can't understand why, and I'm not telling you this because I want to force you into telling me but-"
"It's okay, It's just-" You sighed, waiting a few seconds and trying to gather the courage. "It's just... you're a charming boy, Kuroo." You admitted and regretted it instantly. His eyes looked at you for a second or so as if he couldn't process what you said, and it took him a while to pull his teasing act back again.
"I mean- I know I am, but I didn't expect you to... say it like that."
"No, what I meant is that you're charming, you have almost everything a girl would want-"
"What do you mean almost?"
"Shush for a second." You told him but didn't go on with your speech. You didn't want to tell him you were staying away from him in fear of falling for him.
"I think I know what you're trying to say," Kuroo admitted, and you felt both relieved and horrified that he could tell. "You're afraid you can't resist my charm." He grinned.
"Don't say it like that!" You protested, and he laughed.
"What I don't understand is- why? You told me yourself, I'm everything a girl could want-"
"That is not how I said it."
"And I like you. So what's the problem?" He genuinely looked confused, making you doubt if everything that was told about him was actually true.
"I know but- do you... actually like me? Like, like me like me?" You blabbered, cursing your insecurities as you bit your lips anxiously. "I didn't think I hid it that well." He chuckled awkwardly when you kept your silence.
"No, no- you didn't hide it at all." You muttered, and he made a face. "But I never thought you were... genuine."
His brows furrowed, trying to understand what that meant. "What does that even mean?" Well, shit. Now you had to explain that to him? "It's not really important, I just-" You bit your lip and looked away. "I didn't think you liked me...like that."
"Well, what did you think all that flirting was?"
"I thought you were just teasing." You shrugged with an awkward smile, and he looked at you like you slapped him. "Wow," he finally sighed. "That hurt. I never knew I looked like that to you. It's kinda disappointing, actually."
"Isn't it true, though?" You muttered, your eyes still fixated on your hands, afraid of his answer. He was a genuine guy, too proud to lie to you about who he was, and you knew Kuroo wouldn't hide it if he was the guy in the rumors.
He shrugged. "It's not." He told you and your eyes snapped up from your hands and found his eyes. "Many people think I'm this guy who has every girl falling for him, or that I'm this player and breaker of hearts," He joked, but it was evident he was hurt. "But it's not really true. Sure, I had some relationships in the past but-" He suddenly stopped talking, feeling like he was talking too much.
"It's um- It's okay, actually. I understand why you would want to stay away, though I never thought you would also believe the rumors." He went on when you didn't say anything.
"No- wait, Kuroo!" You held him by the hem of his shirt when he started to walk again, and you didn't want this conversation to be over here. Not when he just told you he was serious this past week, and it wasn't just a big joke for him.
"I like- I like you, too." You muttered, making him stop in his track. "Even though I tried to get away from you, resisted you with all my might... I still like you." It took you at least five minutes to even manage to finish your sentence, but he was patient, a smile growing on his lips with each word that fell from your lips.
"But you just told me you thought I was teasing you this whole time." He told you, half teasing half genuine, his words only making your face heat up more than it was. "Y/N, are you trying to tell me that you fell for me even though you thought I was just having fun with you?" He grinned. "My charm must be even stronger than I thought."
"I'll leave you here and run." You warned, but he didn't buy it. "Nah, I think you like me a little too much for that." He started to walk again, whistling a tune with a grin on his lips, leaving you behind utterly confused. You noticed his left hand sticking slightly back as if he expected you to- "Aren’t you coming?"He asked, a playful glint in his eyes.
You smiled, running to catch up and slipped your hand into his warm ones, feeling his slight squeeze fen he intertwined his fingers with yours.
Maybe being a ball-girl wasn't that bad, after all.
Kiss me so you won’t forget
》 35 An awkward kiss given after a first date. / Kuroo Tetsurou
Synopsis: 6 year old you sealed your promise with Kuroo with a kiss (on the cheek, but its still a kiss... right?) A promise that you would remember and wait each other until Kuroo could buy you a ring. You still remember, but does he?
Even though you weren't exactly best friends, you knew who Kuroo Tetsurou was, and really, who didn't? He was the captain of the volleyball team, one of the most handsome guy around, so smart and so cool, and also your first kiss.
Okay, okay, maybe not your first kiss- it was a small peck on the cheek, but you still counted it. You remembered the day it happened, you and he were playing in the playground, and even though you had just met that day, you felt like you knew each other forever.
He had told you he was going to marry you at the end of the day, and you still remembered the proud smirk on his lips as he promised you, his warm -and dirty- hand holding yours, those odd, golden eyes sparkling. "Just wait," he had told you, "wait till I can buy a ring." You nodded, trying to hide your joy from him.
"Promise me you won't forget me, 'kay?" He told you with a serious face.
"Okay." You had muttered, fidgeting your hands.
"And if I see any other boy here playing with you, I- I-" when he couldn't think of any threats, he held your other hand too, now holding both your hands, looking deep into your eyes. "I'll be really sad."
At that, you had smiled sweetly, without thinking much about it, you leaned in, and your lips touched his chubby cheeks. "I won't forget," you giggled, a kiss worth a promise. "But you have to promise you won't forget either."
And here you were, still remembering the day as clear as day, knowing it was a childish game, but still waiting. You had never forgotten about him, even though you hadn't seen him ever again, not until the first day of college, anyway.
A freshman, standing in the middle of the almost empty room, looking around like a fish out of water. You had no idea where your class was, and it didn't help to know your first ever lesson was Chemistry, your arch-nemesis. You thought of asking help from the people around you, but they all looked too mean for you, like they all were watching and snickering at you. Well, it was an exaggeration, they didn't really care about your presence there, and although some were laughing at the fish-out-of-water expression you had on your face, it was because you reminded them of their first day.
Still, even though the paranoia you felt wasn't rational, it was there. So asking just anyone was out of the question. Chewing on your inner lip, you walked out to the hallway, hoping you could at least find a teacher so you could ask where the fuck the chemistry lab was. But instead of going to the d-block as you should've, you found yourself out in the garden.
"Oh my god," you muttered to yourself, rubbing your temples as you looked around, this time even gathering to courage to go and as someone. That was when you saw a head of dyed blond hair bending over the game console in his hands, looking very uncomfortable as he sat on the very edge of the bench.
You didn't want to, but you found yourself walking towards the blond, his eyes never once leaving the screen, his fingers moving smoothly over the buttons.
"E- excuse me?" You muttered when you stood there a few seconds, and he didn't notice you. He visibly flinched at your voice, averting his eyes to you. "I'm, uh, I'm a freshman." You told him as if that explained everything. When he didn't answer, you cleared your throat. "I'm looking for the chemistry lab? I'm very late, and-"
"Kenma." You heard someone call from right behind you, the voice sending chills down your arms for an unexplainable reason. You turned around on your heels to see just who it was. He stood a few steps away from you, brows slightly furrowed as his golden eyes studied your face. Golden eyes that were too familiar. It didn't take you long to recognize who it was, the unruly, raven hair of his being the biggest hint.
(You were a bit surprised he kept the hair though, because really, what even is that?)
Your lips parted, letting out a small gasp as you recognized, connecting the memory from so long ago with the tall boy that stood before you. The way his eyes examined your face, he probably thought he had seen you before, and you waited for him to remember, heart pounding in your chest because finally-
"I've been looking for you all around." He spoke softly, voice laced with concern, and your eyes widened, gaping at him because his words could only mean that he remembered, he really remembered.
It took you a few seconds to realize he hadn't. His eyes weren't on you anymore, but on the small boy that slouched over his game. Kenma, ever the perceptive boy, noticed the slight slump of your shoulders, the disappointment that flashed in your eyes.
"I was here." Kenma shrugged, his eyes once again finding his game console. "Could you help her, though? She's lost, apparently, and I'm about to face the boss."
"Oh, sure." He shrugged, a grin suddenly appearing on his lips, eyes slightly narrowing in a flirtatious manner. "Freshman, huh?"
"That obvious?" You muttered, forcing a nervous laugh, and he chuckled. "Yeah."
~~~
The walk felt like an hour. You quickly noticed Kuroo was pretty popular by the looks and whispers that followed you both, and frankly, this was not the first impression you wished to give.
You anxiously fidgeted your hands, your gaze on your steps as he talked about... something.(what was he talking about again? You had forgotten to listen.)
"And, this is the chemistry lab." He told you, stopping suddenly and causing you to fall off balance. "Woah, careful." He grinned, holding you by the wrist before you fell flat on your face.
"Thanks." You told him with a giggle, biting your lip when you looked at the time. "The class is literally over in 10 minutes." You sighed. "I'll just skip it."
"Wow, rebellious, are we? And skipping chemistry? You must be out of your mind." He teased, chuckling. You shrugged, smiling back. "I don't really like chemistry anyway."
"I'll pretend I didn't hear that." He frowned, "come on, there are benches right around the corner so we can sit."
"Oh, it's okay, and you probably have classes anyway. Thank you so much for helping me, though." You told him with a smile, feeling bad for parting since he was fun to be around, but you didn't want him to feel like a babysitter.
"My next class is also in this block, don't worry about it. What's your next class? We don't want you to get lost again, you know?" He grinned, making heat rush to your face. "It's math... I think." You answered as you followed him to the bench.
"Here you go." He told you when he came back from the automat, a can of coffee in his hand. "The coffee tastes like shit, but it still does the job." He kept talking as he opened the can, making a face as he downed the coffee.
"Oh, shit." You coughed after you took a sip, making him laugh, the rich voice making you shiver. "I told you."
You sat there until the next lesson, the conversation never-ending, full of laughs, and it felt like that first day you had met. It felt like you knew each other all your lives, like you hadn't only met that day. Still, you neatly avoided ever talking about how you had met before -or that he had proposed to you-. It did kind of sting that he didn't remember when you hadn't forgotten all these years, but it was okay. You were kids, after all.
"You know, this was nice." He told you when you stood up to go back to your class, running one hand through his hair, he looked... nervous?
"It was, thank you for your help." You told him. "And the very bad coffee, too." You added, once again making him laugh. "It's a pleasure."
He bit on his lip, his eyes locked to yours as if he wanted to say something but couldn't. Or maybe it was... Did he finally remember?
"Would you like me to walk you to the class? Do you remember the directions?"
"It's okay, I remember." You chuckled, missing the letdown look in his eyes. "Oh, okay." He muttered.
Oh.
You turned around to walk to class, stopping mid-track when you heard him call your name. "Yes, Kuroo-kun?" You asked sweetly when he didn't say anything for a few seconds.
"I was thinking..." He muttered. "I can... you know, give you my number." He scratched the back of his neck anxiously. "So I can help if you ever get lost." He added when you didn't answer (you were still trying to process that he offered you his number?!)
"Oh, that would be amazing!" You told him a bit too excitedly. "Th- that's really sweet, thank you." You tried to suppress your grin as he entered his number into your phone.
"You can always text me." He told you with a fake chough that was meant to hide his embarrassment. "Not only when- I mean if you get lost, but also if you ever need any help. Or just anything, really." He chuckled when he noticed your flushed stare.
"You should probably go now," he told you. "You class is about to start."
"Oh, shit!" You muttered, starting to run as you realized he was right.
~~~
"Oh, hey Kenma!" You greeted your friend when he walked towards you. You were glad he had relaxed around you, feeling safe when it was just you two.
"Hey, Y/N." He greeted back quietly. "Waiting for Kuroo?"
You nodded with a shy smile, averting your eyes from his golden ones to your hands. "He should be here any minute now."
"I doubt it." Kenma shrugged. "He was trying to shape his hair last time I saw him. He has been working on it ever since." He snickered villainously. "And that was 3 hours ago."
You couldn't help but laugh at that, the image of Kuroo's frustrated face as he tried to rule his hair somewhat, making your shoulders shake with laughter.
"What are you laughing at?" You heard someone talk from right behind you and making you jump in your place. "N-nothing!" You answered instantly when you recognized him.
"I thought you were going to fix your hair." Kenma muttered, his words causing Kuroo's face to twist with shock, anger, and disappointment.
"I did fix my hair!"
~~~
A date with Kuroo Tetsurou.
You always imagined it would be amazing, but not this good. It was unfair how funny he was, how smart and good-looking. It was always enjoyable to be around him, but having his full attention on you, like this, romantically, was something else.
It hadn't taken long after that second first time you had met for him to ask you out. You were hanging out almost every day anyway, he usually accompanied you to your classes, sometimes even waiting for you.
So here you were. Kuroo had decided to go on a picnic for your first date, brought cookies and sandwiches and this time decent coffee, even fruits, and at least 20 bananas? You didn't ask him about the bananas, though.
You had been sitting there, on the top of the hill, for hours now. The sun had already set, stars showing up in the sky, but neither of you wanted to part.
Kuroo was leaning on a tree, his arm slumped on your shoulder, pulling you towards his chest. It didn't feel awkward or odd to be in this position with him, but you weren't sure why (or how). You skid closer to him, dropping your head on his shoulder, aware of the grin on his lips when you didn't push him back.
You sat like that for god knows how long, only deciding to go back when he noticed you were about to fall asleep between his arms. The ride back to your house was silent, the comforting kind that made you both smile. It was dark, the lights coming from the traffic every once in a while illuminating your pretty face, causing him to think this was yet another dream. He had no idea how he managed to make you fall for him, too, but Kuroo was grateful he did.
He tapped your shoulder slightly when you arrived, waking you up from your daze. "Y/N." He muttered, smiling. "We're here."
"Oh, I'm sorry, I think I fell asleep." You answered with a cheeky smile. "So I thought." He chuckled. "So, uh, thank you for today." He told you, rubbing the back of his neck and causing you to scream internally at how adorable he was.
"It was really nice." He kept on awkwardly when you stood silent and fiddled your fingers with your now unfastened seatbelt.
"I had so much fun, too." You answered, biting your lips as you thought of what to say next, but he acted before you.
"By the way, Y/N, you know this was a date, right?" He suddenly asked, the question leaving you dumbfounded. When you didn't answer him for a few seconds, he felt his eyes widening. "Y/N- are you seriosuly-"
"Kuroo, what the hell?" You asked, unable to control your laughter anymore. "Of course I knew this was a date!"
"Ah, damn, my heart almost stopped." He clutched his chest, only making your laughter louder. "Why would you even ask that?"
"Oh, I just... wanted to confirm it so I could tell you something." He muttered, not proceeding whatsoever. "And that is?.." You persuaded him, making him chuckle and lean forward to bring his face closer to yours. "I wanted to tell you that- that I like you. A lot." He finally admitted.
"I like you, too." You whispered, suddenly aware of how close his lips were.
"And I really, really want to kiss you."
"I'm not- I'm not stopping you." You confessed, making him chuckle just before his lips touched your lips. It was a small peck, his soft lips pressing yours slightly, his touch on your lips lingering a few seconds before he pulled back.
"I think-" He whispered, slightly breathless because of the excitement and the way his heart pounded in his heart. "I've fallen for you hard." He chuckled. "I'm not- Umm, I'm sorry our first kiss wasn't in somewhere more romantic, though." Kuroo told you, and you could see the slight disappointment in his eyes.
You bit your lip (the feeling of his lips still lingered on yours), chuckling anxiously. "You know, this wasn't exactly our first kiss." You shrugged.
"What?"
"I, umm, I did kiss you on the cheek before. To seal... a promise."
His brows furrowed, trying to understand what you were talking about, confusion evident in his eyes. "No, you didn't."
"Kuroo," you told him with a mysterious smile. "I did."
You opened the car door, knowing by the slight widening of his eyes, he was an eyelash away from remembering. "Well, good night." You smiled, enjoying the look of shock in his eyes.
You shut the door just as he shouted your name, "Y/N, wait, I remember!"
~~~
Even though you weren't mad at him for forgetting, Kuroo still made up for it with thousands and thousands of more kisses.
How to cure a broken heart
Synopsis: love might come in in various shapes. With Kuroo it came with a snowball.
Honorable mentions: tw cursing, it's 2.4k words, genre is fluff, hope you guys like it!!
Its a short lil fluffy Kuroo blurb since its snowing very heavy here and I kinda broke your hearts with that last angst lol
You never thought you were the type to partake in something so cliche, something as falling in love with your next-door neighbor. It was overused at this point, it wasn't even your favorite trope to read anymore, and you would've died laughing if someone told you you would meet the guy you fell in love with like this.
But overused as it is, it still came in as a surprise, and that was Kuroo Tetsurou for you, managing to make even the most monotonous thing surprising.
It was the morning after a night of heavy snow, hearing the rustle of walking on fresh, unpressed snow beneath your feet making you bite back a smile. It had been a while since it snowed this much where you lived, so you didn't refuse when your mother offered you to take a walk.
I'm sure you'll feel better if you take a breath of fresh air, she told you, taking note of your foul mood.
She was right, it smells like winter, and the familiar smell didn't fail to make you take a breath of relief, as if you were suffocating the past few days.
It had been a while since you even left your house, you realized, even before the quarantine started, you weren't the type to go out and socialize around the block. You usually met with your friends at a cafe around your school or an arcade or something, but it was rare for you to hang out in your neighborhood area, thus ended with you not knowing any of your neighbors.
You had never intended to get to know them either, but it wasn't your choice to make anymore when you noticed a perfect sphere of snowball flying towards you, you dodged it the last second with reflexes you didn't even know you had (you didn't. it was pure luck).
As you turned to where the snowball came from, your eyes locked on a smug, sneaky grin, obviously amused by the shocked expression on your face. It was a boy about your age, leaning proudly on a snowman that was almost as tall as him, his smile more noticeable even than his odd, inky black ruffle of hair or the piercing golden eyes that had something of a clever glint to them.
His grin felt infectious, and you could feel a smile tugging on the corners of your lips, and it was the smile that would never fail to make you smile back, except for that particular day.
It hadn't made you smile, nor had it disputed the mean frown on your lips as you quirked a brow at him, only making his grin spread wider on his lips. "Sorry," he muttered, not sounding the slightest bit apologetic, nor had he stopped smiling teasingly. "Didn't mean to throw it at you."
You took the apology with a soft nod, turning your back to him, and started walking, sighing when you felt a hand tap your arm gently.
"Hey, me again." He grinned, and you mustered a smile. "Hi." You answered back, pressing your lips together awkwardly.
"I'm Kuroo Tetsurou," he informed you. "Your next door neighbor, I think."
"Y/N, L/N." You answered, "nice to meet you, Kuroo-san."
"Nice to meet you, too." He then tilted his head, eyes grazing on you for another while, and he looked like he wanted to talk even more even though the conversation was very obviously over. "That was pretty impressive, you know?" Another smile formed on his lips as he scratched the back of his neck and averted his eyes away from you, and you could feel butterflies fluttering in your stomach.
"Thanks. Your snowman is pretty impressive, too." It was. The guy was almost 2 meters, and it made no sense for the snowman to be as tall as him, too, but it still was pretty impressive.
Not expecting him to throw his head back and start laughing loudly at your comment, you couldn't help but watch him like you were witnessing some miracle. You couldn't look away as he bent forward, holding his stomach all the while his body shook. It was infectious, you realized, since you also found yourself chuckling not half a minute later.
He took a deep breath as his laughter died, still chuckling now and then, he turned to you. "It is impressive, isn't it? Had nothing better to do in quarantine, you know?" He shrugged, trying to look modest, but he beamed with pride.
He weaved his hand through the raven locks of hair that fell on his face, making you wonder if they were as soft as they looked. You quickly discarded the idea.
"Well, I won't bother you any longer." He grinned, "but I'll see you around!"
You watched him as he turned his back to you, giving you just a second to admire how tall and broad he was before he flashed you one last smile and a wave.
~
You found yourself still smiling as you entered your house, tapping your feet on the wood to rustle off the snow off your shoes.
"Wow, maybe I should take a walk, too." Your mother teased when she took note of your smile and relaxed posture. "Did you have fun?"
"I met our next-door neighbor today." You told her after nodding your head. "The poor boy, approaching you at your moodiest. I hope he's still in one piece." She teased, brows quirking when you laughed along instead of protesting.
"Have you met him already?"
"Yeah, we crossed paths once or twice, cute boy. I think he studied in Nekoma Highschool?" She shrugged when she couldn't remember clearly. "Still, it's nice to see he was able to make you smile."
He was nice, you had to admit. Maybe you would pay him a visit to apologize for your -slightly- rude behavior today? Nah, you'd rather wait till the next time you crossed paths, you decided.
As you averted your eyes to the wall both the houses shared, you thought if you'd cross paths soon.
~
You did. The next day, if you wanted to be exact.
You were startled by the sounds coming from the bushes separating your garden from your neighbors, rasing from your chair, you gazed from the window to see what it was, only to see a head of messy black hair poking through the leaves.
It was impossible not to smile as you watched him lean towards something you couldn't quite see, reaching his hand to your garden and making kissing noises with a desperate expression on his face. "Mika," you heard him call out, "come here boy, that's not our garden."
It was a cat, you realized. (Either that, or he was a pervert.) Taking a breath of relief when you saw the furry tail of the animal, you thought it was time to show yourself (and tease him about it if you could)
"Kuroo-san?" You exited out to the garden, watching the boy as his eyes widened with shock, his body immediately pulling himself back, only to stay stuck between the branches of the bush. You stifled your laughter as he forcefully pulled his way out of it, cursing at the branches scratching him, his face flushing either because of the challenge he gave trying to free himself or of embarrassment.
"H-hi." He muttered as he finally regained his composure, tall enough to have a comfortable conversation with you over the bushes. (He could even lean in to kiss you over them without any problem, something you discovered sometime in the future)
"Are you okay?" You asked softly, still laughing as you watched him pull a small branch out of his hair.
"Yeah, I'm okay. More than okay, I was just- my cat ran into your garden, and I was trying to pull him back." He stammered as he noticed your chuckles. "Cat?" You repeated innocently.
"Yeah, my cat, he's right here- Mika?"
You couldn't hold your laughs back when you saw the baffled look on his handsome face when he noticed the cat wasn't there or anywhere to be seen.
"I swear he was right here!" He exclaimed, panicking. "I wasn't trying to peek in your garden, my cat- he- he-" He stopped his panicked explanation when he finally noticed how hard you were laughing. "You already knew, didn't you?"
"Yup, saw the whole thing." You answered between your occasional chuckles. "Wow, how mean!" He frowned, but you could tell he also found the situation amusing.
"You know, you didn't have to push through the bushes." You snickered. "you could just come in from the door like a normal person." A slight shade of red tinted his cheeks with your words, averting his eyes in embarrassment and scratching the back of his neck with a chuckle. "Yeah, that's probably a better idea."
It had turned into a routine quickly after that. Kuroo would knock on your window, a grin plastered on his face and waving at you from the other side of the glass.
At first, he always had some excuse, sometimes showing up with a plate of freshly baked cookies, telling you his grandma had cooked a little too much. "I'm sure you could smell them baking, and I didn't want you to miss out on the best cookies ever." He would beam. You didn't miss out on the smile that adorned his lips when you told him you could make coffee for the both of you and you could eat it together.
Talking with Kuroo was relaxing, at the very least.
He was a good listener, and his presence enough was soothing. He could calm you when you felt stressed, oddly good at it, too, laughing when you told him that one day. "I have a friend like this." He had shrugged. "A childhood friend, we used to live pretty close, too. I got used to it after a while, I guess."
He would watch you with thoughtful eyes as you spoke as if you were saying the most important thing, even if you were telling him about your day.
Kuroo was also one of the funniest people you knew. He had so many stories from when he was the captain of his volleyball team in high school, the things he told you always making you have a stomach ache from laughing so hard.
A friendship developing so quickly, it would usually end with you getting scared and pushing people who were getting so dear to you away from you, afraid of trusting them, even more than you did.
But not with him, you couldn't, wouldn't. Trusting Tetsurou didn't feel terrifying like it did with everyone else, instead, it felt good. It felt so safe, so cherishing to finally be able able to trust someone with everything you had, and you had never felt this protected and secure being so vulnerable with anyone.
It was the next winter you showed up in his garden, picking up snow from the ground and working on it for a few minutes to make sure you had two perfect spheres you felt all warm inside despite the cold weather.
Throwing the first snowball on his window, you grinned to yourself as you waited for the boy to come out, waiting for the chance to catch him off guard and hopefully manage to hit him square in the face.
Your eyes narrowed when he didn't come out after a few minutes, grabbing more snow from the ground and throwing another snowball on the window. This one you had sent a bit harder, and he must've heard it if he was at home.
When he didn't come out after that either, you frowned, standing up. Just then, you noticed a snowball flying towards you, dodging it the last second before turning that way with wide eyes.
"No-" You managed to choke out before the grinning boy wrapped his arms around you, caging your body against his, and threw himself on the snow, pulling you with him to be buried in the snow together.
"Tetsu!" You whined, even though you were laughing so hard that you were gasping for air. "That wasn't fair!"
"And yours was?" He laughed, his body still over yours, making it hard to breathe for you. "Get off me, I can't breathe." You managed to choke out between your laughter, your eyes lingering on his smiling lips that were a few inches away from yours.
"Because I'm so handsome?" He teased.
"No, because you're heavy." You answered, laughing even more when he faked a gasp.
"So mean, always breaking your boyfriend's heart." He shook his head side to side, not moving an inch that would allow you to squirm out from under his body.
"Come on," you whined, emphasizing the last word. "Lemme breathe!"
"Nope! You broke my heart, so painful that I can't breathe, either! It's only fair, chibi-chan." He grinned, making you roll your eyes.
"Okay, okay." You sighed. "What do you want?" You already knew what he wanted since ever since he had crushed you beneath his, his eyes had never left your lips.
"Let me think. How can you cure a broken heart?"
He had his answer when you leaned forward, pressing your lips to his smiling, soft ones.