𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 '𝐧 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐫 ! ! ─ 𝙠𝙤𝙯𝙪𝙢𝙚 ⋆ 𝙠

✦・46

"Don't nuke my apartment, Sai"

"Yeah sure" He answers from the couch, mesmerized by the wide selection of movies on your TV. You bring the door closed, locking it with a nice click to ensure the safety of the complex. You didn't need Sai getting out and terrorizing your neighbors.

Kuroo, being the best person in the world, decided it was only mandatory to have a victory dinner. You don't have a good track record with fancy outings but you hear it's free and you take that offer quicker than you can blink.

"You sure he'll be fine alone?" Asks Kenma

"He's fourteen, he can handle himself can't he?" Koko's definitely got a point. Any normal fourteen year old should be able to handle an empty house just fine but unfortunately for you, that Arby's reject was definitely a concern of yours.

"He can barely work a lighter, the most trouble he'll get into is the internet kinda trouble" you sigh, slipping your phone into your purse for safekeeping

"Like Omegle?" Kenma asks, his hands buried in his pockets as the three of you walk out into the parking lot.

"I was thinking tax fraud but yeah that too" you shrug, pissed that the pockets in your dress don't exist.

"That's not concerning?" Asks Koko

"He'll learn" you shrug

"He'll get kidnapped"

"Is that such a bad thing?"

"Oh! I think our rides here!" You say, excitement in your bones. Everyone looked just too pretty.

Koko wore a simple black dress, letting her beauty take control of the ensemble. She could be wearing rags and she'd still be pretty. That's just how Koko is. The black contrasted with her pale skin, making her look a bit like she was glowing.

Her hair brushed her shoulders—caught up in pigtails she let you do for her.

Can you believe that? Koko? Letting you do her hair?

And Kenma hasn't worn something so formal since you and Kuroo's failed trip to Olive Garden. A waistcoat hugged his frame, capitalizing on the fact that he had quite a defined figure. He wore a simple button up beneath, sleeves rolled up against the unforgivingly humid night. Long sleeves didn't do him to well in weather like this. He even let you string his ears with your earrings for once too!

And he was still wearing that bracelet you wore for him.

Okay stop looking.

Your dress was sleeveless, a rare attribute to your wardrobe. The collar stopped just at the top of your generously jeweled throat, a nicely sized tear drop window carved right in the center to keep your cleavage on display.

Long glove that stretch past your elbows, fastened there by nothing but pure luck.

"You gotta be that extra?" Koko scrunches up her face when you unleash a foldable fan for yourself.

"Y'know I do, it's just..ugh imagine a world without an extra Y/N? It sounds wrong doesn't it?" You giggle, hand to your glossy lips as you do "unless you want me to tone it down a bit?"

"Nah it's uh fine" she looks away

"Good cause I was not about to tone it down" you breath out a relieved sigh as the car finally circled to find you three

"Fancy seeing you here" Kuroo's grin grows as the window rolls down "ladies"

"Ahem" Kenma glares his way