𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 '𝐧 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐫 ! ! ─ 𝙠𝙤𝙯𝙪𝙢𝙚 ⋆ 𝙠

✦・4

— "I can see your um..your bra"

Kuroo has to gesture towards his own chest to actually get your attention and you look down at yourself only for a proper smirk to spread across your face "I know, paid good money for it to be worn" you hum enthusiastically in the passenger seat of his dad's Jeep. "It won't be too much of a problem will it?" He wasn't supposed to answer but instead he nods.

"I'll flip this car Y/N" he warns you casually

"I'll haunt the fuck outta you if you kill me for having nice tits" you suck your teeth, reapplying your lipgloss in the mirror of your scuffed compact.

"How, if we're both ghosts?"

"Cause" you snap the compact shut "I always get my way, now drive me to the mall bus boy and maybe I'll grab you some cinnamon bites when we get there" you were going to the mall cause you were pissed off and still kinda high. And that was just about the only thing that'd sooth your tense nerves. That and dragging Kuroo and Natsu around with you.

"And a toy?" He's strangely excited but it doesn't phase you.

"Whatever gets us there faster" you respond with a shrug, demanding through text that Natsu better be there.

You couldn't stand all the windows being down. Too much wind. Too much noise. It was overwhelming honestly. It had to be in moderation that's all. You kept your window at the perfect closed to open ratio, the wind knocking back your hair. It's a good thing you had it all back because wind decided hate criming was fair when it came to your hair.

"You got gas money?"

"Course I do" you press a few flat bucks into his hand when the car pulls into the vast parking lot, fairly empty which was shocking for this time of day. Natsu was still upset over her ex somewhere and you weren't feeling too good about letting her mope around about some guy who was out getting bitches in the midst of her sorrow.

"You know Natsu right?" As you approach the building, the streetlights begin to flicker to life

"Nope" Kuroo answers honestly, looking down at his phone when he did

"Super long hair? Highlights? The smartest girl in the fucking world" you try to spark a memory but instead he's only more confused by this Natsu you speak of.

"What is she a descendant of Einstein or something?" He asks

"My best friend actually, but i'm tryna meet her here"

"I'm not your best friend" he gasps when the two of you reach the sidewalk, stopping dead in his tracks just to give you the most hurt expression he can muster

"Please" you scoff. It was unbearably pathetic.

"It's all good, Kenma will never abandon me" he seems so sure when he mutters the name, leading you inside as you try to match a face to the person he just mentioned.

"Kenma?" Giving up, you finally ask. You tug on the bracelets hugging your wrists when you repeat it, curiousity spiking.

"You've never met him?! I could've sworn you did.."

"No I've met him! But since when did you start hanging out again?" You've had a few run-ins with the scrawny boy, but he's been kind in and out when it came to school attendance. According to Kuroo he was out of town a lot so they only ever got to speak on call.