maniac! ★ t. kuroo

╰ ⊹˚.⋆ WOULDN'T DREAM OF IT, LOVE

"TAKE THAT BACK, LEV!"

you exclaim, offended the boy would go there. he only sticks his tongue out at you, zero remorse, "i will not because i'm only stating a fact!"

"a fact??? what the fuck you literal- uh, you- you-" it takes you a moment to come up with a worthy insult, "you freakin' celery stick!"

"did you just call me a celery stick??!" he cries, horrified, you flip him off, "that's what you get for calling me short, stupid lamp ass horse faced chrollo kinnie!" the boy gasps, slapping his hand over his mouth.

"y/n, you've crossed the line, i can't believe you just said that!" he sobs, "i do not kin chrollo! i would never do my mans hisoka like that—" you fight the urge to pull all your hair out, "that's worse, dumb bitch!"

"shut up, short people don't get rights!" he retorts, using his long leg privilege to walk faster, ahead of you. "i'm not even short! you just consumed an abnormal amount of yakult when you were six!" you yell after him.

he turns around for a second to make a heart with his fingers, only to violently break it apart and storm around the corner, leaving you behind.

"that brat." you scoff, crossing your arms and turning on your heels to walk the other way, "i'll beat his ass next time, calling me short..." you mumble under your breath, making your way to the main hall just as the bell rings to signal class is starting soon.

whilst devising a set of very specific plans to get back at lev, you lose track of your surroundings and accidentally end up bumping into someone. "shit!" you hiss, as the impact knocks you back.

staggering, you take. few steps before standing up and dusting your uniform off. "sorry," you start, looking up, only to take it back. "never mind, i have no regrets."

"aww y/n~ you break my heart!" kuroo pouts, you shake your head and he reaches out to sling an arm over your shoulders, "so i'm glad i caught you, i actually wanted to talk about some things with you."

"huh?" you turn to him when curiosity gets the better of you, "is everything if okay?" you ask cautiously, also a little bit worried since he sounds serious.

"oh yeah, it's nothing bad!" he waves his hands reassuringly and you relax. "so what's up?" you ask, as the two of you (painfully slowly) walk down the crowded staircase.

"i was thinking that we could go to the city tomorrow," kuroo starts, rubbing the back of his neck, a habit you noticed he sometimes does when he's nervous. "my dad got a promotion at work."

he pulls out two small tickets from his pockets, "the company he works under recently helped in the construction of an ice skating rink and he got two tickets to go there for free... so i was thinking me and you?"

ice skating with kuroo tetsurou? you honestly felt excited at just the thought of it, so without a moments hesitation, you reply.

"yeah sure, i'd love that." you admit, holding your books closer to your chest, "just text me the details tonight, okay?" nodding, he beams. "of course, so i'll catch you after class?"

"mhm," you hum, reaching out to punch his shoulder lightly, "you aren't getting rid of me just yet, kuroo tetsurou." the boy grins, turning on his heel and walking down the hall to his own class.

"wouldn't dream of it, y/n l/n!" he calls, over his shoulder, giving you one last glance. you chuckle, stepping into the classroom and sliding into a seat in the back row. "dork." you smile.

turning back to make sure you're not in the hall anymore, kuroo jumps up to touch the ceiling in happiness, earning more than a few glares from the people around him.