Soulful | Haikyuu!! Fic pt.2 | OC male POV |

10

"I'm nearly there."

"Oh yeah?"

"Yeah like five hops away. I'm hopping so my foot doesn't fuck up did I mention?"

"You're an idiot." He opens the front and watches me unimpressed as I difficultly hop closer to the front door. "Yeah well my IQ's bigger then yours."

"Yeah well my dick's bigger then yours so get inside." He walks over to me and swings me over his shoulder. "THAT'S NOT FAIR I PUT SO MUCH EFFORT INTO THAT HOPPING!!"

"OH I'M SORRY!" He drops me on the couch and I pout at him. "Well you don't have to drop me."

"Oh my god you're so fucking annoying." He kisses me gently and I smile as I hold his waist in my hands. "That's why you love me though~"

"It's only one of the reasons baby." I peck his lips and he smiles as he kisses me deeper and I hold his waist close to mine. He pulls away and I peck his lips one more time before sitting up straight on his lap like it's normal. "So how long are you staying here?"

"The camp starts Friday at twelve in the morning and ends Monday at nine at night. Fuck I forgot to ring the school."

"So you're gonna be able to stay here?"

"I should hope so." He smiles as he sits back and I go on my phone as he smiles up at me and strokes up and down my outer thighs. "Of course they're not answering it's nearly eleven at night." I email them instead telling them I'll be at school on Tuesday after lunch and tell them it's for a work course. I sigh and look down at Kuroo who's still grinning at me. "What?"

"I love you."

"I love you too."

"But you need to do what's best for you... You know I'm right Ki."

"...Nothing's being offered so nothing is going to happen."

"But what are you going to do if they do offer you a slot? The people on the team have changed so the people are probably better. And like I said before-"

"I know Kuroo but I'm not being selfish and ditching Karasuno." He goes quiet and I sigh as my stomach feels sick. "I'll be back."

"Okay... I'll make some dinner!" I peck his lips before walking to the bathroom and staying on there for way longer then normal.

"Ki dinners done..."

"Okay..."

"You okay?"

"Yeah..."

"...I'm sorry I was talking about the national team so much..."

"It's not that I've just got a bad stomach."

"1-10?"

"A hundred." I lay my head against the wall next to me and he frowns as he sits down outside the bathroom door. "Do you want some pain killers? Some hot water? I heard if you scrape burnt toast into warm water and drink that it helps? Eating bananas?"