𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 '𝐧 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐫 ! ! ─ 𝙠𝙤𝙯𝙪𝙢𝙚 ⋆ 𝙠

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"Hi Koko's dad" you wave as the door opens

"Hi there! there's..quite a lot of you today" he chuckles in response, taking into account the trio behind you

"Well it's come to my attention that your daughter is in need of a few extra friends" you flick your hair over your shoulder "is she in?"

"Yeah she's upstairs but um, you kids don't mind staying downstairs though do you? I'm not too sure Koko wants any boys in here room if you catch my drift" oh.

"Oh I'm sorry! Sure!" You didn't even take into consideration that the presence of Kuroo and Kenma might be prohibited in her house, not to worry though, you and Natsu could figure things out.

"Mind introducing before I let you guys run around my home"

"Well you know Natsu" you point to her and she waves "this one's Kenma, and that one over there—that's Kuroo"

"Nice to meet you boys" he shakes their hands

"Nice to meet you too" they both repeat in a mechanical way like they had been steadily rehearsing this back in the car, it was odd to say the least.

"Why'd you say hi to him like that?"

"I was literally about to shit myself" Kenma admits once the man disappears down the hallway "I think he just crushed every bone in my hand"

"Did you see the size of that dude?" Kuroo's eyes are wide, nudging you "No wonder you said you'd help her out cause of her dad, goodnews gracious"

"He's a nice man" you smile

"We aren't taking our shoes off..?" Natsu swoops in with the most important question

"Yeah aren't you like the shoes police?" Kuroo raises the same question in a different format

"He's wearing shoes in the house though, ion want my socks getting dirty" Kenma scrunches up his face

"Yeah no" you were cool with settling for keeping your shoes on despite how weird it felt to be walking on carpet with them on. "Koko! Oh Koko, let down your hair" you outstretch yourself hand at the end of the steps since you were technically prohibited to go up.

"What?" And that's not Koko.

"It's a tangled reference" you frown up at the familiar face "where's your sister?" Daisho. You only vaguely remembered him from your breif interaction the first time you popped up at Koko's house for that project. He wasn't the loveliest person but that was probably because you were easily disturbed by a select few of his tendencies.

All. You didn't like all of his tendencies. He was just weird.

"You're..kinda rude" all that refraining from being a bitch just to be indirectly called one, so unfair.

"Well, Harold, I've got things to do!"

"Daisho" he corrects you

"Okay Ethan" you've got your hand on your hip, over the conversation before it even started. You inspect your nails, making sure none popped off when you monstered your way over to Koko's place. You took a lot of pent up anger out on that steering wheel.

"That's not even close! How are you missing every syllable?!" He exclaims, frustrated by your inaccurate pronunciations

"You look more like a Harold"

"And an Ethan?"

"Exactly" you smile

"You two know eachother?" Kuroo asks, finally pointing out the obvious spite between one another. You were beefing with him for no reason. Utterly false. You were beefing with him for trying and failing at flirting with you.