2p Japan x Reader:The Boy In the Library

5

(So I was told my writing style was good, but I was also told to make it longer, which I will try to do.)

   Kuro scowled as he held a hand up in front of your door, debating whether or not to knock. He pinched the bridge of his nose with his other hand before knocking. You looked through the window next to the door and raised your eyebrows as you saw Kuro, but opened the door. He nodded at you and you smiled.
"Hey, why are you here?" You asked.
"Do you want to hang out?"
"Hm...Sure."
He sighed as you stepped outside.
"Something wrong?"
"Īe." He shook his head.
"Oh." You both started walking in silence until you got to the park. You spotted monkey bars, which made your inner child want to climb and hang upside down from them. Kuro noticed the look of glee on your face and raised his eyebrows.
   Shooting him a grin, you started climbing until you where hanging upside down from the bars, making your shirt fall down and expose your stomach. Kuro smirked and you realized, flailing wildly until you had pulled the hem of your shirt down to cover it. You glared at him and blushed.
"Dang it Kuro!"
"I was only staring at your stomach. I could have stared at something else, if you'd prefer." He sent you a sly smile.
"Yeah...But that is no excuse!" You climbed down awkwardly and crossed your arms, pouting. He chuckled and put his hands in his pockets, leaning against a swing set. You looked at the swing set, then at him, then back at the swing set before sitting on one of the swings.
"Kuro."
"What is it?"
"Push me."
"What? Why?"
"Because I feel like a little kid and I want to be pushed on the swing." You gave him a look that said 'I am not joking, do it now'. He facepalmed and stood a few feet behind you as you propelled yourself back and forward before Kuro put his hands on your back and gave you an extra push. This continued until you got tired and stopped swinging. You hopped up and almost fell over before catching yourself, smiling at your small victory against gravity. Kuro brushed his hands together and pulled the sleeves down of his black jacket.
"Why do you always wear that jacket?" You asked.
"Because I can."
"It's the middle of summer."
"So?"
"That's too hot to wear a jacket in."
"You think I care?" He snorted and shook his head. You sighed and checked your phone for the time.
"Crap, I have to go, see you tomorrow I guess." You waved and ran back to the house, running through the front door after opening it and going up to your room to help paint the walls.