teach me // kuroo tetsuro

𝟕 ⇢ 𝐆𝐀𝐌𝐄

you arrived at the school a little bit before the game began.

you entered the gym, watching the nekoma team warm up. your eyes searched for kuroo. he wasn't hard to find because of his height and unique hairstyle. he looked good, as always. his jersey hugged his muscles perfectly, showing off the built body you knew he'd worked hard for. you let yourself stare for a while.

kuroo eventually saw you. his lips parted at the sight of you. after looking over at you out of the corner of his eye for a little bit, you saw him say something to the coach. the coach nodded, and kuroo began walking towards you.

you gave him a confused look, standing in the doorframe by yourself. 

kuroo reached your side.

"come with me," he said as he walked right by you out of the gym. you looked around. no one seemed to be looking at you, so you quickly turned around and followed him through some hallway.

"what are you doing?" you asked him.

kuroo turned towards you, walking backwards for a few steps. "going to the bathroom," he said, making quotation signs with his hands. you assumed that's what he'd told the coach, but that wasn't actually what he was planning on doing.

"kuroo, now is not the time to hang out with me. you have a game, dumbass."

kuroo smirked at you. "i'm just getting some pre-game encouragement." with that, he opened a door and went inside, pulling you in after him. it seemed to be some kind of janitor's closet. kuroo turned on the light.

"a janitor's closet?" you crossed your arms, raising an eyebrow at him. "this is cliche as fuck."

"am i not allowed to want to spend time with you?"

you bit your lip to keep from smiling. it didn't work, so you rolled your eyes to try and communicate to him that he was annoying.

kuroo walked towards you, forcing you to walk backwards until your back hit the door. "do you remember what i taught you yesterday, y/n?" he asked, his voice low in your ear. one of his arms propped him up against the door.

you pursed your lips, your heart rate speeding up in your chest. "yes," you said softly.

"want to practice?" his fingers traced lines on your jaw, causing goosebumps to rise on your skin.

you looked up at him and licked your lips. "damn. was i that good at it?" you meant for your words to be in a joking tone, but you were nervous and it didn't exactly come off the way you wanted it to.

kuroo looked down at you with a smirk. you knew that he could tell he made you nervous. it was obvious in his blatant confidence. he didn't say anything and lowered his face to yours, pressing a soft kiss on your lips. it was short; you didn't even have time to close your eyes. but the now familiar feeling of his lips on yours still caused your stomach to do flips.

kuroo pressed light kisses on your cheeks, your nose, your jaw. you giggled, not only because it tickled a little bit, but also because he was being sweet. he laughed a little bit against your skin, and your heart swelled. it was a side of him you were sure not many people had seen. it made you wonder if you were special.

you finally got tired of that and brought your hands up to hold his face. your thumbs rested on his cheeks and the rest of your fingers were behind his ears. you pulled kuroo's face closer to yours, kissing his lips innocently. you felt pure bliss in this moment.

after a few moments, you pulled away from him. "kuroo, you should go."

he nodded, fixing up his jersey and running his hand down his face. "you're right."