Tourette's || KuroKen

chapter 8 - what an encounter

I don't know how I should react at this moment.. I know I'm crying but should I be devastated? Well I am.. but..

On the other hand, Kuroo slyly stepped out of his room, pretending he was a ninja sneaking around to find something special, why not fantasize while you can? He walked out and slid his hands into his pockets of the sweatpants he's been lounging around in. He knew he wouldn't exactly silent, due to the conditions he had, but he tried as much as he could to hold them in, knowing the consequences that would happen later on.

As he walked through the mostly silent hallways, his handles jingled in his pockets, playing with the phone incased in the cloth.

"Chirp!— damn," Kuroo sighed looked behind him incase any incoming nurses were searching around the echoing hallways.

He kept walking until he head some footsteps coming from up ahead. If he were to turn right he knew he would find himself face to face with this mysterious person running around the hallway. Kuroo slowly got against the wall and walked against it, the echoing footsteps got closer, same did Kuroo to the corner.

Kuroo slowly poked his head around the corner and immediately got his head hit. He tumbled to the floor and laughed the slightest. He lifted up his head to find the boy he collided with; he had short hair, reasonably to the middle of his neck. It definitely stood out with the bleached ends, starting to fade at the top.

"My bad, sorry.." Kuroo hopped to his feet and put his hand out to help the stranger up. "I should've been more careful!" He chuckled.

The boy stayed seated, his head firmly facing the ground.

"Hey, I'm sorry. Are you—Pinch pinch!—," Kuroo twitched his neck, "Hurt?"

The boy looked roughly around his age, maybe a year younger. He sat on the ground, his hands slowly bawled up into fists.

"Hello?" Kuroo tilted his head, he slowly crouched down to look at the boy.

Small sobs came from him, startling Kuroo, he slightly jumped back realizing he just knocked a boy down and now he was crying.

"Oh- uh, are you okay? Why are you crying?" Kuroo scratched his head in the heat of the moment.

The boy lifted his hand up and wiped it across his eyes, "I'm not crying." He sniffled a bit.

"You sure.. you have some liquid coming from your eyes right there." Kuroo caught him looking up and pointed at the tear rolling down his face.

"Shut up!" He angrily said and quickly hauled himself up, "Mind your own business you asshole, cocky bitch." He stood there with his fist tightened.

"Woah, my bad you little 'I-don't-need-help' crybaby." Kuroo smirked back and stood back up.

"What the hell is wrong with you?!" The boy raised his voice and lifted his head a bit more, showing more of his face.

"What do you mean—Ass clentch—," Kuroo chuckled from the spate of the moment, "My bad.." He started to chuckle a bit.

The boy stood there in confusion, still angry at the guy he crashed in to.

"Hello? Is anybody here?" A ladies voice echoed from the hallway.

"Oh shit!" Kuroo exclaimed. He quickly took the boy's wrist and started to sprint down the hallway, "We have to run! It's probably not a big deal, but it'll be like— somewhat cool but dramatic!" Kuroo laughed.

"Let go of me!" He exclaimed and tried to pry off the sweaty hand.

After being dragged by the strange guy he met, he finally gave in and started to run with him out of exhaustion.