"My Better Half", a Kuroo x reader fic

Chapter 1

If I did indeed hated the Kuroo Tetsurou who happens to be in the same class with me, you may ask, why am I waiting outside the gym doors carrying around his jacket?

Well, here's a funny story that I'm sure you will absolutely love.

"Vice Pres! (L/N)!!"

I hear  Morita call out behind me after the meeting. 

"Kuroo-san had forgotten his jacket when he rushed for his practice, could we leave it with you?"

"Oh....sure then," 

"Thank you, (L/N)!!"

Even if I disliked the owner of this jacket, I didn't want others to think that especially since we both are heads for the school's chemistry club; as geeky as that may sound. Though he is the club president, and I've settled for Vice, we have to at least get along in that regard. 

If not, the other club members would have a hard time. 

Sighing, I walked to the gym doors.

And that bastard has not even noticed that I've been peeking through the open doors, trying to get his attention. 

That sounded off but I do need him to notice his jacket is with me. Better yet if no one else notices I'm carrying his clothes around, there are enough rumors for the gossip girls around the area. 

At this point, I'll just leave this here. The floor is cement anyway, there'll only be a few rocks that would stick to it. 

As I dropped the jacket by the door, I texted Kuroo while walking away from the gym. He would probably notice during their break and be there to pick it up. 

"(L/n)!!!"

Ah, there it is.

"Stopped by practice and decide to leave so early? Come on, I'm sure the team missed your face."

I looked back to see Kuroo who got his jacket and patted off some dust that settled. He waves for me to come inside and because his teammates already had their eyes on me, I felt inclined to at least say hi to some of them. 

Yaku for instance.

"(L/N)!! It's been a while huh, how are your classes going?"
"They've been okay, Yaku. I wish I had a bit more time to head home early, I've been meaning to get some ice cream."

As I was chatting up with Yaku, Kuroo had been silently behind me the whole time. When I was about to point out his looming stance, he had patted my back and threw his jacket over me before walking over to their current captain. 

"Well, we're still in our second year but it'll sure get easier as seniors."
"I'm hoping so," I said, fiddling with the zipper of the nekoma jacket. 

Yaku seemed to have gone silent and I looked up to see him staring at my hand on Kuroo's jacket. He smiled and said something about getting back to his own practice. 

Kuroo leaving his jacket on me, does he even know what he's implying with it?

Sighing, I leave the jacket by the benches and waved off goodbye to the few other people I knew (no, Kuroo was not part of those people that deserved my wave goodbye). The cool breeze hits my skin as I realize how cold it's gotten. 

The walk home was an experience. It was like I did more thinking than actually walking. There had been many rumors about me and Kuroo, especially since the election of new officers for the chemistry club. 

But I just know there isn't anything between us, he is also popualr with the girls and this is just how he extends his kindness to those he considers acquaintances. I think for the many times we somehow met, he had considered me as someone he knows rather someone he knows of. 

Which, irks me a bit. For my end, how he treats me is different from how all my other friends treat me and how I treat them. So it does quite disappoint me that this romcom driven plot between us bears no meaning to him. 

Still, I only have a few months to go before I'm leaving the club and would reduce my interactions with him. It's not like I despise the club nor despise him enough to leave it, I have been influenced by some to join the student council. Election will be in a month or so and I know staying in the club would drag it down since I would have more responsibilities. 

Even if I don't win, I think it's a safer option to consider talking to the club adviser about my departure. 

Yeah, I'll think of that next week, right now I just wanna catch up on the homework being piled up at my desk. 

Kuroo Tetsurou sent a message:

did you leave already? I hope you got home safe, it's late already :)

So much for despising the man who wishes me well.

The next day came earlier than I could have prepared for, a flood of students rushing around trying to complete their requirements earlier. The perks of being an early bird for submissions is having a lot of free time for the exams. It's a different story when you have to study and complete major projects needed for the semester. 

"Hey, (L/n)!"

I hear Kuroo's voice echo through the corridors, it is a surprise I heard him despite the chit chats panicked students were having. Still, I pretended not to hear his call and continued walking down the hallway; hopefully, I'll lose him by the time I reach the cafeteria. 

"Slow down you, it's hard to catch up to you these days."
"Oh, hello there, Kuroo. I didn't notice you were around."

He rolled his eyes and handed over a book. It was heavier than it let on, it had stickers and notes inserted throughout the pages.  I look up to see Kuroo with a smug face and started to open his mouth before cutting him off. 

"If this is your way of asking me to summarize the findings here, then politely, I decline."

He seemed to have been caught off guard of my interpretation of the situation because he stopped to think for a moment before returning to his usual composure. 

"You can do whatever you want with those, just return them to me by the end of the week, okay?"

Skeptical, I flip through the pages of the book to find that these were from our seniors who wrote down their own notes and tips for the last semesters chemistry exam. It had formulas written on the sides, summary sheets inserted at the end of every chapter. 

I was about to question the motives Kuroo had but when I looked up, he was already gone. I only see his figure walking away with his friends toward the cafeteria. 

'and then you're gone again.'  I think to myself.

It's moments like this that remind me why I have come to despise Kuroo. It reminds me of first year where he kept me waiting and waiting, all for nothing. 

I hold the book close to my chest to make sure it doesn't fall, especially with how mnay notes are being inserted, I am a bit afraid to see these fall. Who know, this couldn't even be his book. 

As I follow the long gone figure of Kuroo, I start reminscing the days where things used to be okay.