𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐄𝐍: 𝐆𝐀𝐌𝐄 𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐄𝐒 𝐎𝐍

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NOT GIVING A SHIT ABOUT YOUR BURING SENSATION THROUGH YOUR LEGS

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NOT GIVING A SHIT ABOUT YOUR BURING SENSATION THROUGH YOUR LEGS. You sprinted out down the corridors heading straight for the detention room, it didn't take you long to arrived and happily on time seeing the black-haired boy coming out of the door not aware of your presence despite your loud breathing.

With a single thought in your mind, you ran and jumped over to Kuroo, he noticed you in just time and wrapped his arms around your waist supporting you as you placed your arms around his neck, pulling him into a hug.

"Woah!" Kuroo said, "I may be a volleyball player, but you and a ball are two different things, Y/N!"

"Shut up..." You replied into his shoulder, "I'm sorry, Kuroo. I shouldn't have said those things."

"No YN, I'm glad you told me." You looked up at Kuroo as he gently placed you back down on the floor with his arms now loose around your waist. "You shouldn't be sorry, I honestly should have been less of an asshole, flirty..."

"And annoying," A very quiet comment coming from you added.

"And annoying." Kuroo chuckled, before returning to his serious tone, "And I'm sorry that you think being a dork and nerdy are a bad thing."

"What?"

"Y/N, those are the best things about you!" Kuroo explained with enthusiasm, "You're super crazy smart, kind and beautiful. You're the whole package."

For the first time in a awhile, you were speechless. It felt like the words, even the simple words you have learned for most of your life, just vanished in a blink of an eye. Speechless.

Course this type of scenario was typical in a love story, making the watcher roll their eyes at the over-used and simple cliche. But when you are experiencing this, it's different. Different to the point where your cheeks glow a deep red and you look like the USA's president with his saturation up too high. (Yes that was a Photo editor joke. Fight me.)

"Y/N—?"

"I heard you, I heard you!" You slapped his waving hand from your face. A little shy thank you followed after but you quickly changed the topic to something more serious you told Kuroo about Mr Sora's threat. You could tell he was more determined, just like yourself, to stop these two teachers.

However, you were at disadvantage. Not only were the teachers aware that you were present in the storage room due to your note, you both didn't evidence to bring them down especially when the fair was around the corner.

"We need to put out game faces on," You said, walking down the now empty halls since everyone was out of school. "They know that I know what their plan, you're going to be the intelligencer."

By Kuroo's 'oooo' you could easily tell he liked the sound of that. Intelligencer is a fancy way of saying spy, you could of just  said spy. But where's the fun in that?

"I'm assuming you're going apply the brains, Butter Scotch? " The male questioned. It was obviously a rhetorical question because:

"Duh!" You replied. You mentioned that you needed some type of spying equipment to gain some information about their plan to bring them down.

Kuroo agreed, "We need some type of small device that can stick onto something and record... I can't think of anyone?"

"I know a girl!"

"I know a girl!"

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