𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 '𝐧 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐫 ! ! ─ 𝙠𝙤𝙯𝙪𝙢𝙚 ⋆ 𝙠

✦・10

—The weekend was quickly approaching and you had nothing but free time

Well technically it was your own fault you had so much time on your hands, you were very particular with who you wanted to hang with

Besides most people looking for an hour with you only wanted head

And that wouldn't even be a problem if people weren't so fucking gross about it.

"Gang shit" you answer one of the first years when she asks what's actually keeping the economy going. Everyone and I mean everyone had fled towards the gas station on the corner by last period to escape the endless heat plaguing the the oven you called Nekoma High.

You filled a cup with nothing but ice, shaking it around in your cup since the slushie machines were out of order. You crunched on the crushed ice, perched at the counter as Natsu flips through a magazine behind the register. Slow afternoon. Nothing to do but avoid melting.

"What are you doing this weekend?" You ask Natsu

"My uncles holding some huge birthday bash in Beverly Hills so I'll be gone for the weekend" to your disappointment, she'd be completely off limits for your free time affairs.

"Steal me some stilettos?" you put in an innocent request, a bra some girl asked for you to hold for her dangling from your pointed finger. You didn't judge her for wanting to ditch the article of clothing with the weather that surrounded and in actuality you were flattered she trusted you with it.

"Absolutely" Natsu nods, flipping yet another page

you could have a full calendar if you settled for hanging with the people who only cared about riding in your car but you atleast had a bit of common sense to know that type of company was never any fun.

You yawn watching people walk in and out of the gas station—the sound of the bell fastened to the door frame going off with every touch.

You were begining to remember just how having so many hoes hitting you up kept you so entertained as your phone dings on the counter in unison with the door.

"You aren't gonna get that?" A new voice enters earshot, alerted by the sound of your vibrating phone.

"It's nothing important, besides I'm not interested" you don't look over in his direction—not fully Atleast, leaning back onto the counter as you force your fan through the air to get a good manufactured breeze in

"In me or the phone?" He asks from your periferal. They way he looked at you was intriguing to say the least, and with this kind of heat you were interested in anything at this point.

"Depends, what do you have to offer?"

"Oh nothing..just free date" the mischievous manner has your interest piqued.

"I'm listening" maybe a little social time wouldn't hurt after all.

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friday afternoon
— "I thought you said you weren't gonna date this year?"

"I know what I said" you sat in your vanity as Kuroo sinks into the beanbag chair he scooted towards it, scrolling through insta as he spoke to you.

"That's not fair now I have to spend the semester single alone" that wasn't true at all. you didn't actually intend to be going out today but when a guy approaches you with a free meal, a free ride, and a free trip to the mall you struggle to decline.