𝔸𝕚𝕤𝕦𝕣𝕦~𝔸𝕚𝕤𝕦𝕣𝕦 ℂ𝕠𝕥𝕥𝕠𝕟 𝕊𝕜𝕚𝕖𝕤 ☕︎

• 𝕊𝕚𝕩 •

The next day, Kuroo didn't have any classes, and sat in his beanbag chair.

Very bored.

He sighed, looking out the window at the other buildings across the street. It was only 9am, and everyone else had some sort of class today except him.

Usually he would be greatful for the day off, but now with all his friends off at uni, he had nothing to do.

Groaning, he slowly slid out of the maroon colored beanbag, now sprawled on the floor. "What to do.. what do to..."

The Cafe.

He blinked.

Cafe it is.

Standing up, he grabbed his keys, wallet, and this time jacket, the weather quickly getting colder and colder by the day.

He walked out the door five minutes later, his mind blank but set on it's destination.

It took him a little longer to get to the cafe than before, traffic being heavier during the day. He didn't mind though, he was calm and collected, and decided to recite the periodic table along with other chemistry notes he remembered in his mind to pass time.

"We're here." The driver looked back at him with a half smile, and Kuroo thanked the man. He payed and got out, now infront of the same cafe from the other day.

It looked completly different than during the night. There was no majestic glow, no soft breeze to carry the pink petals around, and certainly not as many people inside.

He opened the doors and walked in, faced with at least half the customers from his last visit.

He went to the front desk and ordered the same meal, and took a seat far from everyone.

He sighed, already regreting his decisions on coming here.

'What did I expect when coming here anyway?'

Letting out yet another sigh, he took his phone out his pocket and scrolled through social media.

He scrolled past all the bikini women, liking a few of the men photo's and watching random videos and edits here and there.

Then a picture showed up, and his mouth almost dropped to the ground, eyes growing in size just slightly.

It was a picture of Bokuto, in casual clothes and at what looks like a beach. He had sun glasses on his forehead and one arm slung around another beautiful man, though alittle shorter and way thinner. The picture showed those two men infront of a beautiful sunset over the beach, the ocean calm and silent behind them. The picture didn't look edited, but damn did Kuroo almost drool over it.

It had almost 10k likes, and Kuroo couldn't help but be a little jealous about that. His most liked post only had around 2k likes, and he was even half naked in it too.

He stared at Bokuto, looking carefully at each given feature in the photo, and couldn't help but fantisize over his big round eyes and large toothy grin looking at him directly.

He then made the risky decision of going to his account page, scrolling through his pictures and videos.

» 𝙻𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚍. 𝙻𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚍, 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚍, 𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚝, 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚍.

He kept scrolling down the man's page, liking almost every picture and rewatching every video at least twice.

The beach picture he saw was posted a few months ago, when the days were longer and the the nights were more fun.