Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
﹥ˏˋ♡̩͙♡̩̩̥͙♡̩̥̩⋆♡̩̥̩♡̩̩̥͙♡̩͙ˊˎ﹤
You lean against the gym wall with the sound of volleyballs hitting the gym floor ringing through your ear. Another slam, and you feel a pair of cat-like eyes on you. You lift your gaze from your phone to your boyfriend's eyes raking over your body. He raises a simple eyebrow at you as if to say 'why aren't you watching me?'
You stick your tongue out at him in response as he scrunches his nose. Coach Nekomata blows the whistle and the team huddles in for a cheer. Your eyes fall back onto your phone while Kuroo's stays trained on you.
After giving a cheer, he walks in front of you and snakes his arms around your waist, gruffly pulling you close. You shove your phone into your back pocket and peer up at him. "Why weren't you watching me today baby?"
There it was again. Those damned nicknames. It didn't matter if it was 'babe' 'baby' 'doll' or by far your least favorite 'baby girl,' they made you inwardly cringe, ever since you started dating the bed head a few months ago.
When he first said it, you burst out laughing in the thought that it was a joke. Kuroo, despite getting good marks and being brilliant on the court, was incredibly oblivious and didn't realize you were laughing over his nickname and thought you found it endearing. It was the exact opposite.
They were embarrassing when people were around and would stare at you as if to say 'keep it in your pants.' It was even worse when he said them in front of your parents, who would look onto him disapprovingly.
You didn't have the heart to tell him that you didn't like the nicknames he used for you, because he loved them. He even insisted that you called him by anything but his real name.
One of his large hands travels up towards your cheek to cup it. You meet his hazel eyes that were drilling into you. "I was texting Hina."
He cocks an eyebrow at you, "About what?"
"She asked me if I could come over, but I said I was busy."
"You're busy? I thought we were hanging out tonight."
You watch his eyes dampen as you chuckle. "Kuroo you're such a dumbass, I'm busy hanging out with you."
"Pfft, I knew that," He scoffs while moving his hand back down around your waist. "So what'd you wanna do?"
You shrug and break away from him. He pouts, but you take his hand before leading him out of the gym. "Wanna just come over to my house? I'm kinda tired and my family isn't home."
He nods, causing his bed head to move with him. You chuckle and couldn't help yourself as you run your hand through his soft hair. He hums and shuts his eyes in pleasure, nestling into your hand like a kitten.
