„What?! What the fuck just happened?!”
Thunderous voice of the dark haired boy filled the room, as (h/c) haired girl pushed him off the bed with her right leg.
„Shut the hell up Kuroo, somebody here would like to keep their sense of hearing!”
Wrapping her luscious (h/c) hair into a bun, Y/n averted her eyes to the blonde boy sitting next to her, whose gaze was still glued to the screen of the tv.
„You just won against Kenma! And that's like his favourite game ever!”
She merely rolled her eyes at Kuroo's statement, glancing at the blonde boy once again, this time getting his attention, as their eyes promptly met.
She was quick to look away from his golden eyes on to the tv screen before her, squeezing the joystick in her hands tightly.
„Well, it's not a big deal since this also happens to be my favourite game.”
She could feel his gaze on herself, which made a shiver go up her spine after a few more seconds of him staring at her had passed.
„D-do you wanna play another match?”
„Sure.”
He retorted quietly, as his eyes were now focused on the screen once again. Kuroo sat next to Y/n, observing her carefully for a few seconds before he also focused onto the screen.
„Let's bet.”
Her words got the attention of both boys instantly, as they looked at her simultaneously.
„What kind of a bet?”
Kuroo queried, waiting for further explanation just like the blonde boy.
„If Kenma wins this round, we'll play one more time to see who's the real winner. And the loser will have to do something that the winner orders him to do. Just one thing, but the loser has to do it no matter what.”
Kuroo smirked at her words abruptly, as his eyes met with Kenma's indifferent ones.
„Do you agree with that Kenma?”
After a few seconds of hesitation, Kenma finally nodded in agreement.
„Cool. Now then, let's get back to the game.”
Y/n spoke almost inaudibly, as both her and Kenma instantly turned their attention back onto the screen, completely concentrating on the game they were playing.
After almost five minutes, the second round was over and Kenma was the winner of it.
„Oh, here it gets risky.”
Y/n said with a smirk plastered on her face, which Kuroo noticed immediately, also twisting his lips into a cocky smirk.
This girl just loves taking risks.
He thought as he surveyed the girl for some time, not even realizing that he kept on staring at her for longer than he originally intended to.
Feeling a slight tap on his abs, Kuroo zoned back in, realizing that Y/n just pressed his abdomen with her elbow.
„Stop staring at me Kuroo. I can't focus like this.”
Blush instantly creeped on his cheeks as he moved his gaze to the tv screen rapidly.
„Sorry about that, Y/n-chan.”
Kenma observed the situation quietly as he was side glancing at them.
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