Flashback
You've been dating Kuroo for four months now. Within these four months, you got closer to almost everyone. Kenma was no longer uncomfortable around you.
Your feet would take you to the volleyball courts without you even giving it a thought. It was your safe place.
The academic year was coming to an end, the last match of the volleyball team coming up in another three days.
"Okay now, take a break!" the second coach, Takahashi Sensei says.
You hand out all the towels and water bottles, purposely heading last to Kuroo.
Tired from the practice, he sits down, leaning against the wall. You wait till your grandfather and Takahashi Sensei walks out discussing something important.
Handing out his bottle and towel you sit in front of him as he gives you a back hug. You sit there, absorbing all his warmth.
"Don't you think you're getting a little plump these days?" He whispers as he softly laughs.
Taken back by the comment you turn around, ready to answer back, when he lands a soft kiss on your lips.
You look around, making sure no one saw you and then turn to start hitting him. At this he puts his hands around you, locking you inside a hug again, as he rests his head on your shoulders.
Both of you sit there quietly, watching the chaotic team clean up before heading home.
"(Y/n)!" Startled, you move away from Kuroo as you hear your grandfather's voice. "I need you to do something for me. Come here!"
You stand up to leave, when Kuroo's hand holds yours tight, not letting you move forward.
"Let's walk back home today? Meet me at my class after your back."
You nod in reply and run to your grandfather, who waits for you with a package in his hand.
⭑☾⭑
After you give the package to the person your grandfather wanted to give it to, you run to school the fastest you can.
The school is almost empty, with just a few students strolling around. You head to the classroom, and find Kuroo sitting in a seat to the corner of the classroom, looking outside the window.
He waves as you stand by the door, trying to catch your breath.
"Come here."
"Let's go home soon, it's getting dark." You tell as you approach him.
As soon as your next to him, he pulls you by the hand, and next thing you find yourself on his lap, leaning against the window.
"Let's go out tomorrow. To your favourite park. Let's have a small picnic there after practice"
His eyes were closed, a comforting silence between both of you. You never really knew Kuroo had such ideas for a date too. It's small and simple, but endearing.
"That's a deal if you let me go right now. I have to get home Tetsu!!"
"Alright alright let's go" he laughs as you try in vain to pull him from his seat.
⭑☾⭑
When you reach the gate of your house, Kuroo holds onto your hand, tighter than before.
"Tetsu, you good? Something seems really off about you since practice."
You notice how quite he has been through the entire walk, lost in his own thoughts.
"It's nothing. Just unnecessary thinking I guess" he says, slightly rubbing the back of his head as he give a little laugh.
"Alright then Tetsu, I'll go in now. See you tomorrow!"
He looks down quitely, without giving a goodbye or poking joke at you as you leave. The silence worries you.
"I love you. You know that right?" Looking up, before letting go of you hand.
"Yes I do. And I love you more."
He returns a small wave as you walk in home, something about the look on his face worrying you.
You look one last time at Kuroo before going in. Why am I suddenly so worried?
⭑☾⭑
Sleep wasn't even an option when you had a picnic date tomorrow. Head buzzing with ideas, you tried to plan the sweetest, most enjoyable picnic.
I will make tomorrow so memorable, both of us will never forget this day.
⭑☾⭑
A/n
Trying to keep this short to bring in Bokuto asap, but I'm so over narrative sometimes :')
~Rose🤍
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