maniac! ★ t. kuroo

╰ ⊹˚.⋆ PERFECT FOR EACHOTHER

"DON'T MISS ME TOO MUCH!"

lev winks at you, resting his elbow on the top of your head and leaning on it. you frown, swatting his hands away, "trust me, lev." you glare at him, "i won't be missing you at all." the boy sighs exasperatedly, standing up on his own and dusting his clothes off.

"y/n, one day i'm going to be a rich man, and then you're gonna wish you were nicer to me back in high school." the boy shakes his head, a serious expression painted on his features as if he's said something revolutionary. you only roll your eyes at the boys antics.

"i'll believe it when i see it, stupid."

"moron, i'm never going to invite you to my fancy parties!"

"sure, if you have any."

"i refuse to die poor!"

a tap on your shoulder startles you, causing you to turn away from the abnormal titan that is lev haiba and face kenma instead. the boy gives you a small wave, eyes darting everywhere but at you. "hello y/n," his voice is quiet and small, he gulps nervously before continuing, "have you seen kuro? our bus leaves in twenty minutes and he's still not here."

"we came here together so he must be here somewhere." you reassure the smaller boy, giving him a warm smile. the boy blinks, averting your gaze. "if you want - i can go and look for him? you guys can load your bags into the bus until i find him, alright?" you offer kenma, who gives you a grateful nod.

"alright then, try not to worry too much." you tell kenma, reaching out and awkwardly patting him on the shoulder. "if i know that dumbass well, he's probably just taking a shit right now and hasn't realised how much time has passed... or something." kenma laughs quietly, shaking his head and thanking you.

"thank you so much." you give him a thumbs-up and turn the opposite way to look for the captain of nekoma's volleyball team, until he hesitantly calls for you over his shoulder. "um, y/n - can i tell you something, if you don't mind?" the boy bashfully asks.

"yeah, do you need something else?" you raise an eyebrow at kenma, who shakes his head and shyly brushes a few loose strands of his dyed hair behind his ears. if looks could kill, then kozume kenma's muddy red converse would be six feet under.

"i think..." he looks up at you, smiling softly. "you and kuro are perfect for each other."

his sudden statement causes you to blink as you process his words, "wow. thanks?" you fiddle with the rings on your fingers, twisting them back and forth out of embarrassment, "is it really that obvious?"

kenma opens his mouth to reply before lev pops up out of nowhere, a wary expression on his pretty face. "girl, are you kidding? i knew from the moment he introduced you to us that - hey, y/n?!?" he calls after you, "y/n why are YOU WALKING AWAY FROM ME?!?!"

you begin to jog, turning around for a moment to laugh at him, "bitch, you didn't think i was actually going to listen to anything you had to say, right?" his jaw drops and you blow him a kiss, laughing. "tell your sister i said hi - alisa supremacy!!"

"Y/N YOU LITTLE ..."

lev's cries eventually die out when, you presume, the coach starts rounding up the team for a headcount and to get their luggage onto the bus. but that's their problem to deal with, you've got one of your own; where the fuck is kuroo tetsurou?

your first, and best, guess is the boy's bathroom - in case he actually is just shitting. however, you don't want to knock on the door or touch it with your hands considering all the ... substances, on boys' hands. you lean in closer to the door, and swear you can hear the sound of a tap running.