➳❥ 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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THE WIND HOWLED behind him as kuroo stepped into the warm bar. it was dimly lit and kind of loud. he felt right at home.
"kuroo-san!" hinata called over from the row of seats facing the bar. several faces looked over to him and he smiled.
as he approached the table, his eyes narrowed at the small woman sitting at the end.
"is that rena-chan i see!?" he exclaimed.
the woman looked up at him in evident irritation and sighed heavily. "hello kuroo."
serena's hand came up to brush her hair back from her face, inadvertently showing off the sizable diamond that adorned her left ring finger.
kuroo's eyes blew wide. "holy shit."
"bout time right," atsumu exclaimed, coming out of nowhere to slap kuroo on the back. "omi-kun finally stepped up."
kuroo shook his head, still in disbelief. "you're getting married?!"
"no," serena deadpanned. "i'm just wearing an engagement ring for fun."
"our little comedian," terushima taunted, slinging an arm around her shoulder playfully to which she shrugged off violently.
"congratulations, kazehaya-kun," hinata cheered from his seat, his red cheeks showing how intoxicated he really was. "or is it sakusa-san now? i'm not sure."
"it will be sakusa when we are married," serena answered from around her glass of champagne-- because of course she would be drinking champagne at the bar-- "for now i am still kazehaya-kun to you all."
"awwww, you'll always be our little rena-chan," terushima cooed, ruffling her hair in a way which earned him a murderous glare.
"are you guys done harassing my fiancé?"
kuroo turned to find sakusa standing behind them with his arms crossed and a black mask covering the lower half of his face. in the most heterosexual way possible, kuroo thought that sakusa might have been the most attractive man he had come across, yet he always covered his face.
serena seemed to have perked up when she heard her fiancé's voice and sakusa walked over to place his arms over her shoulders as he stood behind her. she leaned back into him comfortably.
they looked good together, both insanely attractive and had a similar luxurious rich people style. serena dressed in a satin grey skirt, white button up, and thin neck scarf. her shiny brown kitten heels clicked together under her seat. sakusa had on all black, a matching wool peacoat and shiny dress shoes. a silver band sat snug on his ring finger.
