Haikyuu One shots

~Recalling (Kuroo Tetsuro) ~

It is morning and the newly awoken couple lay completely still on their bed, too lazy to get up and start their day.

"Kuroo?"

"Yes?"

"I have something to get off my chest," (f/n) spoke with a tone of seriousness then turned to the direction of Kuroo. She watched him shut his eyes tight and cross his fingers.

"Is it your shirt? I hope it's your shirt," He muttered. Hearing his statement, (f/n) hit him lightly on the chest as she felt her cheeks heat up. Afterwards, she heard him chuckle at her reaction then started to ruffle her already 'messy' hair.

"Just kidding (f/n)." She let out an angry grunt then rolled her eyes.
Still flirty as before, (f/n) found herself thinking.

"You know Kuroo, you're so persistent went it came to flirting with me back in high school."

"Really? Tell me about it sweetheart. "

~~~***~~~

(f/n) knocked on the door of the gymnasium before entering. She had one job and it is to find the shirt sizes of the volleyball boy's team. (f/n) 's parents owns a printing shop ;therefore, gives discounts to any sports club in her school who's willing to print their jerseys.

"Oh! It's (l/n)- san right? You're here for the shirt sizes?" Coach Manabu asked. She slowly nodded in reply.

"Come in, the team is almost done with their stretching." He guided her in the gym.

From a distance, (f/n) watched the volleyball boys, who are in a circular formation. Her eyes then landed on the guy in the middle of the circle, tall and a bit muscular, black spiky hair and has a serious aura surrounding him. He's probably the team captain, she guessed.

"Alright," Coach Manabu clapped his hands to get the attention of the boys. Instantly, their heads turned to his direction

"(l/n) - san here is gonna check what are your shirts sizes for your jerseys. So please, treat her nicely," He announced.

" Again I'm (l/n), (f/n). It's a pleasure to meet you all," (f/n) said then bowed in front of them.

"(l/n) - san? " The mowhawk person, whom (f/n) recognized as Taketora Yamamoto, a guy who's class is adjacent to hers, called for her attention.

" Yes? " (f/n) asked, a bit hesitant since it's, her first time talking to him, plus his hairdo is intimidating her a bit. She watched him slowly walk towards her then stopped where he was close enough to talk to (f/n) without raising his voice.

"PLEASE BE OUR MANAGER!" He yelled before bowing down to the floor. (f/n) was dazed for second, trying to process what just had happened.

"Thank you for that but I'm quite a busy person so, I don't think being a manager could fit in my schedule."

After hearing her response, he stood up with tears in his eyes. (f/n) somehow pitied him and said that she would try to find a manager for the team. With that statement, he brightened a bit then thanked her before going back.

The rest of time time consisted of her giving out the shirts for the boys to try on. It was quite hectic for they just tried on whatever shirt they've grabbed. Even Lev, who's clearly an XL size tried wearing a medium sized shirt. It was a good thing that the shirt didn't rip and thanks to his height, it turned into a crop top.

"I'm actually wondering, why don't you guys wear the sleeveless jerseys? "

Kuroo, the guy she spotted earlier , smirked at (f/n)'s direction before replying to her.

" Well, it would be sin to show off these." He rolled up his sleeve then flexed his arm. (f/n) felt herself internally cringe at his action.

"Okay," she spoke nonchalantly then made a mental note not to go near him for the mean time.

" That was bad." The pudding haired boy pointed out while his catlike eyes examined (f/n)'s figure from a distance.

"I know, you don't have to tell me Kenma,"Kuroo let out a sigh.

Days passed and the team captain would take all of his chances to try and talk to (f/n) wether it's a simple good morning or another cheesy pickup line that he's made up the night before. Because of this, (f/n) would try to avoid him as many times as possible.

"Good morning, (l/n)." Kuroo calls out to the figure of (F/n) slowly walking at the distance. She felt herself sigh in defeat, it has already been weeks since that arm flexing incident and he's still persistently trying to talk to her.

"Good morning." She replied rather flatly then proceeded to walk faster towards the school entrance. Per usual, he followed her into the school with a smirk on his face.

" Hey, (l/n). What's your first class?"

"Chemistry."

"Now that makes me wonder~~"

(F/n) was tempted to throw a punch on that face of his but instead refrained herself from doing so. He's not worth the punch, she silently thought.

"Are you made of Copper and Tellerium?"

He asks his smirk on his face now grows wider. Without even looking at his direction she answered,

"Why?"

It's better to get this finished. Ignoring his pick-up lines were a pain in the neck. He would never give up until he would hear a response from her.

"Because you're CUTE."

She felt her heart skip a beat as the heat rushed to her cheeks. She expected a cheesy reply but this time, he was able to pull of a pick up line that made her turn red.

Trying to examine (F/n) 's reaction, he slowly inched his face towards her. He felt the smirk on his face grew wider as he spotted her red cheeks.

Score one for Kuroo, he silently noted to himself.

"Oya, Oya. (L/n) - san is blushing."

Kuroo, obviously triumphant to see his target blushing, lightly teases her. He then noticed her face turn into a darker shade of red.

Another score for Kuroo, he internally noted. 

"Get. Away. From. Me."

(F/n) snapped, her face still red from embarrassment. She then quickened her pace, trying to leave her persuer behind.

Dammit Tetsuro, can he just find someone else to tease? (F/n) silently mumbles.

~~~***~~~

Kuroo let out a hearty laugh.

" What's so funny?"

(F/n) questioned, an eyebrow raised.

  Turning his head to her direction, Kuroo then winked. Heat rushed to her cheeks, turning her face red all over again. He then moved closer to her, a smirk now plastered on in face.

"One thing's for sure, you really are CUTE."