𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 '𝐧 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐫 ! ! ─ 𝙠𝙤𝙯𝙪𝙢𝙚 ⋆ 𝙠

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[unedited]
[slight angst???]

The door is too damn loud when you get home. "Shut the fuck uppppppp" you hiss on your way in, trying to muffle the sound of all the charms on your keys clattering together. A few steps into the empty ass apartment and you think you made it home without disturbing anybody.

"Where have you been?" Never mind.

What was this? A 90's sitcom? Why Kuroo was in your apartment when you tiptoed back in? you didn't bother asking. Instead you slowly turn to the dark haired boy on your sofa. He was sitting there watching re-runs of bill nye the science guy, a blanket covered Natsu snoozing beside him.

Cause that's the most normal thing you could do at 9 in the morning.

"Up your ass and around the corner" you drop your purse on the counter, keys clattering down with them

"Real mature" he chuckles

"What's up with her?" You point to the pillowy mass on the couch. Usually Natsu was up early, if she ever slept at all. "You didn't drug her did you?"

"She went out with you" he shrugs "guess it wore her out"

You had sorta forgotten going out to get drinks last night, the events from that morning had you thinking about completely different things "Tch, I told her ass to ask me if she needed anything before I dipped"

"Yeah? Well she asked me"

"Don't think you're special, boy" you glare at him, working your pockets for your phone "I'm number one" he can think she likes him all day but that doesn't change the fact that you were her best friend.

"I dunno" he waves fake innocence around "I'd say you're getting dethroned"

"As if" you blow out a breath. You had to throw on the dress you had on when you went out yesterday night, you weren't exactly complaining but it still smelt like the velvety lounge.

"What happened to your neck"

"Got bit" you grin, finding a seat on the edge of the couch "by a zombie"

"That was not a zombie"

"How do you know? You weren't even there"

"If it was a zombie bite you'd be tryna eat my brains right now" sitting next to him made you realize just how tired he looked to. It seems you weren't the only one who's been up all night.

"Relax, you'd be the last one I'd eat" you brush away his theory

"Cause you'd save the best for last?" He grins expectantly, hoping you'd just give in and compliment him

"Nah" you knock a light fist against his forehead "Cause you got no brains"

"That isn't a zombie bite though..?" even after that zombie talk he still seemed interested in the more realistic version of events

"Yeah you're right, it was a hookup" you rub your eyes, tuning in for Bill nye the science guy. This was an odd way to spend a morning but you didn't really mind

"With who?" Intruiged, he's fully invested

"Someone I met while I was out" you shrug

"You hooked up with a random? That doesn't sound like you at all"

"Well that's what happened" was it getting easier to lie or were you just getting better at it? At this point you couldn't even tell anymore. You spoke about it like it was nothing.

"That's not what Kenma told me"

You flinch, head whipping around so you're facing him "What'd he tell you?" You ask him stiffly, a paranoid nail clicking against the screen against the screen of your phone