✎ᝰ┆ 𝐑𝐔𝐍𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐘 𝐁𝐀𝐁𝐘 - 𝐊.𝐓𝐄𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐎𝐔

𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘𝐄𝐑₇

𝐘/𝐍'𝐒 𝐏𝐎𝐕-

"w-wait, y/n let me explain!" kuroo pleaded as he followed me to the exit.

"what is it? did she have something on her lips she couldn't reach and needed your help with?" i scoffed. "you know i actually thought we could have a good time, maybe give you an actual chance but you and your fucking hormones went to go fuck it up," i laughed in disbelief.

"come on, give me a chance! she was all over me-"

"so, that makes it her fault you swallowed her whole ass face and stuck your tongue down her throat?"

"well-"

"just...shut up. i'm going home," i scoffed.

"but, i drove you here!"

"well, i'm walking! i'm getting away from you and your fuckboy antics,"

"come on, gimme a chance! listen, i know i fucked up, but what's one little kiss, right?" he laughed nervously as he grabbed my wrist, turning me to him.

"'what's one little kiss'? is that your mindset when you have a girlfriend?" i asked.

"yeah- well, no! no! i wouldn't cheat-"

"god, you're insufferable," i scoffed.

"okay, listen. i'm sorry, okay? just, give me a chance. last one, i promise," he pleaded, sincerely.

"fine. only because i look hot right now and i'm at this stupid party," i rolled my eyes.

"you do look hot," he smirked as he placed his hands on my waist.

"you think?" i smirked and looked up at him seductively.

"mhm," he hummed as he placed his index finger under my chin and leaned down to kiss me.

i dodged his lips and whispered in his ear, "don't push it, playboy. i'm not that easy," i smiled as i pat his chest.

"you're such a fucking tease," he groaned.

"what can i say? i like getting a reaction out of you." i smirked as he smiled at me. "are you gonna invite me to dance, or what?"

"feisty girl," he smirked.

"i just go after what i want, that a problem?"

"not at all, princess," he smiled. he held his hand out to me, "would you like to dance with me?"

"no, i don't but i'm not gonna waste my time at a party so i guess i will," i scoffed as i took his hand and walked towards everyone else dancing.

"damn, y/n, you're so... why are you like this?" he groaned.

"like you mind," i scoffed as i placed my hands on his shoulders.

"i do, actually," he scoffed as he placed his hands on my waist. we swayed to the beat of the music.

"aw, your toxic masculinity? afraid of a girl being more dominant than you? how pathetic," i scoffed.

"oh, please, i could have you screaming my name louder than this music in front of all these people right now," he whispered in my ear before he took my hand and spun me.

"don't get so cocky now, i've heard you were good in bed but you're no sex god," i scoffed as i threw my head back on his shoulder while my back was against his chest.

"you wanna bet on that, pretty girl?" he smirked, as he pressed my ass against him.

"oh, fuck off," i rolled my eyes. he laughed and spun me again so we were facing each other. the song started to end and faded into often by the weeknd.