#prettysettersquad || haikyuu chatfic

#kurooisdrunk

disclaimer: if you are a minor please dont drink!!

where kuroo almost kills kenma's door

sorry i dont even know what this is anymore and im sad that half of the setters dont have enough screen time lmao

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 "hi guys," kenma says, his voice dry. almost like he hasn't had water in quite a while or something.

"are you okay? where's kuroo?" suga asked in a slightly panicked voice.

 "kenmaaaaaaaa!!" a louder, distant voice echoed behind kenma. 

kageyama burst into laughter, although he attempting to shut himself up. his screen was completely dark, though a few shots of his skin sometimes showed when he got too close to the screen. 

"family is useless. they let in strangers," kenma whispered, speaking directly into the microphone.

 "you've known mr. rooster for literally half of you life. you're not strangers," akaashi hissed into his phone, his eyes red and tired. "and why are your parents even awake!?"

 "guyssss. its still four am. if im gonna stay up with you idiots you better bring in the rest," yamaguchi said, his words having no filter. his voice was tired, his cheeks slightly swollen as he pushed himself farther into his pillow. he abruptly turned off his light, plunging himself into darkness.

"your wish is my command, sire." oikawa faked a bow in a huge hoodie, his hair a mess underneath the cloth. he yawned before flopping down again on his bed, his screen going to pause.

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yamaguchi squinted at the screen as he saw the notifications pop onto his screen. he shrugged, turning away from the phone again.

 "kenmaaaa. i know you'ree awake!" kuroo slurred his words slightly together, knocking against the door. 

"fuck." kenma cursed, hearing an ear splitting scream from outside. he walked over to the open window as quiet as he could. "i have to show you guys the others, they're peak comedy." he held up his phone, switching the camera to the front view. 

in front of kenma, a horrifying yet wonderful scene unfolded in front of him. hinata was now on the ground laughing his guts out, his nose red from the cold. bokuto was repeatedly pushing tsukishima's face into the ground, smiling like a maniac. for some reason, he was drenched in water, his usual spikey hair now wet and flat against his forehead.