➳❥ in which a young model befriends
a japanese college student through
instagram and learns what the word
'freedom' really means
haikyuu!! chatfic
all haikyuu!! characters belong to furudate, not me!!
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AMYRAH FLOPPED onto her hotel bed in new york city, wrapped in a fluffy white robe and matching towel for her hair. the next show was in exactly 20 hours and amyrah had already slept for eight before waking up from hunger.
as she waited, she scrolled on her phone for the first time it felt like in weeks. and for what felt like the hundredth time in weeks her thoughts strayed back to the man in her dms from a week ago.
she sighed, leaning back on the massive fluffy pillows of the canopy bed and opened his profile again. it would be risky to follow him because not only would people be in her business but also his and he hadn't sent another dm since they had initially spoken.
she pressed on the first post and a group photo popped up of him and a shorter man. she pressed on the tag and found his name was kenma. kenma looked tired with matching baggy black sweatshirt and sweatpants on and his long hair was tied into a man-bun. amyrah supposed kenma was handsome in a sort of subdued way with his rounded cheeks and pointed nose, but not as hansome as kuroo.
kuroo's face was angular and sharp with a strong nose, narrow lips, and dark joyful eyes. his teeth were straight and white. all of these parts of him came together in a disarming collage and amyrah found herself smiling as she scrolled.
there were some mirror pictures of him shaving that amyrah had to physically restrain herself from liking, and some of him in casual t-shirts and jeans smiling at the camera as he posed with friends.
she found herself almost in a trance, scrolling down and down into his highschool years. a picture of him in a grey sweater vest and red tie while posing with the same man from before, pictures of a muscled back on the beach as the sun set, even some pictures from when he was little.
amyrah jumped as the doorbell rang, her phone slipping. a big pink heart bloomed on the screen and her heart stopped. it was a photo from 2018 that she liked. 2018!!!
okay. okay, she could fix this. stay nonchalant. stay nonchalant.
kuroo tetsurou🤓
i was stalking you
amyrah sighed and tossed her phone on the bed as she got up. when she answered the door for grab her food, her phone chimed once more.
kuroo tetsurou🤓
i was stalking you
caught lurkin?🥴 damn baby thats hot🥵
note: short chapter. amyrah accidentally making the first move👀 tysm for readin!
