Sweetheart (kuroo x reader) 😉

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"Kuroo can you talk to me?" You asked sad at the silence.

He gently let your head get away from his shoulder so he could look into his eyes.

Expecting kuroo to say something, it caught you off guard when his lips pressed against yours.

You closed your eyes as he did the same. Your chest was pressed against his as you wrapped your arms tightly around his neck. His hands moved lower along your hips as he didn't want to separate from the kiss.

You needed to breathe. Pulling away, you took a deep breath and opened your eyes to see Kuroo.

"Kuroo please tell me what you're feeling." You sighed as he still stayed silent.

"I don't know. I just.... want to kiss you right now." He whispered as he looked down.

"Kuroo your emotions matter to me. Don't be afraid to tell me anything." You said to try to cheer him up. He looked sad again.

He nodded as he looked back at you again. Closing his eyes leaning forward you knew he wanted to kiss again.

His lips were soft against yours. You got used to the soft feel of his lips against yours.

His tongue gently entered your mouth as you let it. Your tongues twirled as Kuroo cupped the side of your bottom cheek with his hand and pulled back for some air before interlocking lips with you again.

His breath was heavy as he pulled back for air and you didn't understand what was up with him.

He didn't press his lips against yours anymore.

Instead he pressed his forehead on yours. You could feel his deep breaths slow down as he had his eyes shut while you could see him looking directly up as his forehead was still against yours.

Your breath was also messed up because he wouldn't let you get a gasp of air during his kisses.

Your heart was beating fast. His the same.

You gently put your hand on his head to play with his hair.

Playing with his hair always calmed you down.

"Sorry." He said in a raspy deep voice.

"It's okay." You whispered as you smiled.

"Do you mind?" He said as he gently moved his head off yours to look into your eyes.

"Mind what?" You asked, confused.

He pointed down as you blushed.

"Oh yeah!" You said sturdily as you moved off his lap.

"My bad." He basically whined as he smacked himself in the face gently. "Sorry."

"Kuroo I don't mind." You responded nicely. "It's natural." You reassured him. "Can I sit back on your lap?"

He looked down and back up to you. "What?"

"What?" You asked.

"What?" He asked.

"Can I sit on your lap again?" You asked again.

"But"- he started before you had time to interrupt

"I don't care." You said as you were about to sit back on his lap.

"(Y/n)" he said as he pulled his knees up to his chest.

"Kuroo I just want to sit in your lap." You said as Kuroo was tensing up.

"I'm fucking hard." He sighed. "I just wanted to hold you but I can't control shit." He said as he put his legs back down.

"Kuroo I literally don't care! Your doing this for my sake but honestly you being hard doesn't affect me! So please let me sit on your lap." You pleased as you slowly adjusted yourself on his lap.

"You're crazy." He sighed as he held back onto your waist.

"I am aren't I?" You teased to which earned you an earnest smile from kuroo.

Sitting on his lap you could definitely feel kuroo. And he wasn't lying about being hard. Sitting on his covered hard dick was definitely something you shouldn't be doing but honestly, you just wanted to be held by kuroo, and a boner or two wouldn't change much.

You thrusted your hips forward and backward on his lap as a tease to which kuroo grunted.

"Don't do that." He said as his eyes widened.

"Do... what?" You smirked to which he flicked your forehead "Hey!"

"You know what you're doing sweetheart. Don't push it." He said with a smile although it sounded more intimidating than intended.

You pressed his nose with your finger. "Don't be grumpy." You said in a joking tone while puffing your cheeks up to make you look like a puffer fish.

"Don't be silly." He responded poking your nose in return.

"Silly! I'm not being silly" you pouted.

"And I'm not being grumpy." He said along with a cute little laugh.

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"C'mon get up." Kuroo said as he reached for his bag.

"I don't wanna leave!" You pouted.

"You know you have to go home." He said as he helped you move off his lap.

You did a fake loud moan as a way to complain.

You were surprised to see Kuroo with a pinkish face.

"Why are you blushing?" You teased as you got off of the blanket.

He did the same and grabbed his bag, putting all the garbage inside it. "I'm not blushing." He defended himself.

"You totally are!" You smiled as you helped kuroo roll up the blanket and stuff it in his bag.

"It's your fault!" He studdered as his face went even more red.

"What? You mean cause I moaned? Kuroo don't be dirty." You smirked as you grabbed onto his hand to walk back to his car.

"Oh shut up." He said as his voice cracked.

"Hehehehe." You giggled to his voice cracking.

"Stop it!" He said embarrassed.

"I think it's cute." You said as Kuroo put his bag around his back and you leaned in to give him a light kiss on his rosy cheeks.

"Let's go home." He whispered as he gently tightened his grip on your hand.

Walking slowly towards his car, you realized how fast the date flew by. You spent almost three hours together but it felt like one minute.

In fact, the year went by fast. The next month, school would be over. Kuroo would be a graduate and you would no longer be a second year.

It's like all these amazing memories were just yesterday. All the fun days in chemistry, the cafeteria and the double dates with Kenma and Isabella. They were good memories, but you didn't want to be sad. Plus you were tired so you were not about to start crying thinking about how next year wouldn't be the same as this year.

Getting into the car, the car lights tuned off as the car door closed and all you could see was kuroos dark figure and the road, which was brightened by the light from the car directing kuroo through the darkness.

Leaning back into the head rest, you turned to face kuroo. You watched his side profile as he was focused on driving. His jawline was sharp and his hands held onto the steering wheel gently.