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Chapter 4: Idiot

"This is impossible!"

"Kuroo, Kirby's the easiest character to play as."

After his character got knocked off the screen yet again, Kuroo flopped backwards and pressed a pillow to the sides of his head. Kenma rolled his eyes.

"What a baby," he mumbled. (Y/N) nudged his shoulder with hers.

"Be nice to Kuroo-san," she placed her head on his shoulder, "Not everyone can be a famous pro-gamer."

Kenma looked away from her."Pfft, I'm not famous."

She grinned teasingly. "Kozume-san! Can I get your autograph? You're my idol! Kyaaaaaa!" she squealed in an exaggerated high-pitched tone.

Kenma struggled to free his face from its place between her hands. His hands gripped her wrists and they play-wrestled together. Kuroo got over his despair over being a video game amateur, and watched the two roommates tease each other. The two of them were a cute couple. Kenma pulled (Y/N) towards him, and Kuroo jolted in his spot. Of course they'd kiss. They were boyfriend and girlfriend, after all. But why did the idea make him so uneasy?

Kenma leaned in close and coldly said, "If you don't stop, I'll make you do the laundry. All by yourself. For a week."

(Y/N) gasped loudly. 'You demon!'

"But folding clothes is so hard! Ken-Ken--"

"Don't 'Ken-Ken' me. I'll make you do it. I really will."

(Y/N) retracted her hands. Pouting, she said, "Fine, fine."

Since sitting together in class that first day, she and Kuroo went to class together every session. Afterwards, Kuroo would drop her off at work. Every day, without fail. She never could convince him to stay a while for some treats. Chisai's songpyeon was a life-changing ambrosia, however, and she was determined for Kuroo to try it. Last week, she'd texted Kuroo to go into class without her instead of waiting for her in the hall. A minute before class was set to start, she scurried in and placed a cute wooden box tied with a silky lilac ribbon.

"What's this?" he asked in surprise.

"It's songpyeon! A gift from my coworkers and me," she chirped.

"I've never met your coworkers, though?"

She shrugged, "We're all like family at Chisai, so they wanted to thank the boy they see through the window who the time to make sure I make it to work safely. We're all really grateful." She bowed to him.

His heart beat a little faster. He kept chanting 'Bro-Code, Bro-Code, Bro-freakin'-code!' in his mind like a mantra.

"It's not a problem. Thank you for the food."

In the living room, she turned back to the TV screen and was reminded how Kuroo only got in 64% damage and took 312%. Rather than bruise his pride going easy on him themselves, she and Kenma had paired him against a CPU at the easiest setting. It looked like his pride couldn't be saved after this defeat.

"Kuroo-san, don't feel bad. Games are hard and you're talented at a lot of other things, like school, and you're good at volleyball, aren't you?"

Kuroo straightened up at that, "Good? I'm excellent. I'm the school's star spiker!"

"Actually, Ushi--"

The taller male cut him off, "Come to our game tomorrow. There you can see me in action, and I'll prove that I'm amazingly talented."

(Y/N) felt she had seriously opened a can of worms, "Kuroo-san, I never said that you weren't--"

"Come on! This is a chance for you to see both your boyfriend's and my talents. Just make sure you remember you're Kenma's girlfriend. Make an effort not to fall for me after watching me play," he winked at her.

'Idiot! That's such a weird thing to say! Pull yourself together, Kuroo. Kenma, my sweet boy, I'm sorry I'm such a creep.'

Kenma and (Y/N) shared a look before the girl dryly replied, "I doubt that'll be an issue."

Kuroo ended up leaving for practice a bit early today, and Kenma had to pre-record some "Let's Plays" before finals week ate up all his time. Honestly, she wondered how her friend was able to be a successful gamer, and a genius setter who could analyze just about anything related to volleyball while being a college student. It was, quite frankly, the flex of the century.

Before he disappeared down the hall, he called out to her, "He's an idiot, you know."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, he's never gonna get it. He's too wrapped up in his own head."

Kenma huffed a laugh. He could feel the cogs turning in her head. The former brain of Nekoma's volleyball team chuckled to himself. It looked like he'd be winning the bet sooner than expected.

(A/N) : Hey everyone! This chapter is probably one of the shorter ones we'll write in comparison to some of the other ones. Hopefully, it still was just as enjoyable as the previous ones so far! The cover is slowly making its way to completion. (I just finished the linework for it T.T). Anyways, see you guys soon, and please look forward to the next chapter! :)

- Admin Kiwi-Chan

(A/N): This was a little shorter because I originally storyboarded it to be short, but I'm also kinda tired from doing four chapters in four days, lol. Hope you enjoyed, and the next chapter will be up as soon as editing is done. Thanks!

- Admin Mango-Chan