Text Me Spiker

64

He was waiting at your front door, the disappointed look on his face is visible, he never knew you could go lower. For sneaking out this late, during a winter night was unbelievable itself. You're currently kneeling in front of him, your head bowed down, hands on your lap. You're so dead. Sneaking is a bad idea. Never have been good, but tonight you didn't regret it. It was nice talking to Suna again, you didn't expect any of those words to come out of his mouth. His vocabulary and choice of words are amazing. He knows what he's saying, he helped you through words.

Kuroo's lecture isn't done and yet your airy head is thinking of something else, you don't even know what's he's saying right now.

"Tomorrow we'll pick up Kenji since Keiko won't stop blabbering about missing his younger brother and us— hey! Are you listening to what I'm saying?!" His voice lacing with irritation.

"Yeah." You replied, not looking at him. You weren't listening to him at all and he doesn't like that.

"You look flustered, did something happened while you were gone?" He asked.

"Yeah." It was the same reply, he could use this as his advantage, your mind is out of somewhere and you're unconsciously answering him

"Are you the one who gave Keiko an ice cream for breakfast?"

"Yeah." You didn't budge, your mind's somewhere for some reason, Kuroo couldn't think of anything. You're looking blithe tonight and he doesn't know why.

Bingo!

"Did Ushijima Y/n stole my debit card so she could buy her car that cost more than the neighbor's house?" This sudden loss of money has been a mystery to Kuroo.

You were in denial about the matter, posing innocent and clueless but Kuroo knew you're the only one who has access to everything he has money, passwords, houses, you name it, you know the answer, probably, you forgot half of it, anyway, back to the topic, his money didn't return and has been mercilessly taken away from him.

"Yeah." You replied, not caring for his loss.

"I'm not your sugar daddy! Brat! The hell!? That's our money! It's for Keiko's education and allowance! You dumb, dumb! Pay me back!" He crossed his arms, whining, Y/n did not make the situation better rather it got worse.

"I'll just pay you back, oh, by the way, all of my money is in Kenma's care, have fun tryin' to convince him."

"You're playing dirty! You know how thick his skull is and how scary he looks when he's mad!"

"Not my problem." You flatly replied, flying away with your rapturous thoughts.

"Tsk! You little—Last question!" It did not take him more than a minute he already has something to ask, "Those boxes of condoms I found under the bed in the guest room are they yours? I don't remember buying any of those. It's not my size either..."

"Yeah..."

"Huh?!" His voice startled you, snapping Y/n out of her thoughts, "Those condoms are yours? Who the hell you use it with?!"

"Huh? Oh. Wait! The fu— those aren't mine! I don't have a dick in the first place! You rooster head! Stop assuming that those are mine! The audacity Tetsurōu! How shameless!" You two bickered back and forth.

Then it clicked, there's no other person who can enter your house other than him.

Sakusa Kiyoomi.