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𝓷𝓸𝔀 𝓹𝓵𝓪𝔂𝓲𝓷𝓰 // 𝓹𝓻𝓲𝓼𝓶 - 𝓪𝓶𝓹𝓶 + 𝓶𝓲𝔂𝓾𝓷𝓪
(L/n)(Y/n) stood still in the middle of the busy sidewalk. People brushed passed you, bumping into you occasionally. String lights lined the street and hung off of tress, while the bustle was loud from conversations and music. You held tightly onto your hot cider, bouncing in place trying to keep warm.
Where is he? You thought anxiously. You wanted to start moving through the crowd to find an open spot, but you knew Kuroo was somewhere mixed in.
It wasn't exactly typical of Kuroo to be late since he was know to always be on time. You assumed it was due to the fact that he was bringing some of his friends from high school along to visit one of the nearby shrines for the New Year. You were a little nervous to meet his friends, and being the only girl for that matter. Despite the fact that you were comfortable with Kuroo at work, you never had a chance to get together outside of it.
You had only known Kuroo a short while, working at the Japan Volleyball Association. You had applied to a job in the marketing department once you moved to Tokyo, and received an offer not long after. It wasn't exactly what you were hoping to do when you moved to the city, but you were grateful you even found a job so quickly. Luckily, you two became close as he showed you around the company and got you settled, making it easier for you to adjust. You thought he was sweet, but intimidating.
So, when he asked you a couple of days ago if you were busy, you were quick to say nothing, not knowing he was going to offer you to go out with him and friends. You felt as though it was impossible to say no. You liked Kuroo, you even felt as though you had a crush on him. It seemed childish to say that, but you didn't know how else to describe it. The only thing was, you didn't want to be involved with anyone from work.
A pang of regret coursed through your body. Maybe this was a bad idea. The last thing you wanted was to fall for Kuroo more than you already did.
"Y/n!" You heard your name being called, snapping you out of your thoughts, but you couldn't tell the direction. You soon caught a glance at his tall frame making his way towards you. He wore a dark sweater and cuffed gray slacks. He wore an oversized scarf and a long jacket. It was different seeing him outside of work attire.
"Sorry we're late," Kuroo rubbed the back of his neck, laughing a little bit, "This guy kept getting distracted on our way here."
He slapped the white, spikey haired boy on the shoulder, catching his attention. He looked at you naturally wide-eyed.
"Hey hey hey! I'm Bokuto! Kuroo told us all about you on his way here," Bokuto laughed, avoiding Kuroo's next attempt to hit him.
You giggled, noticing how playful they were for adults. You remembered Kuroo mentioning that Bokuto played volleyball professionally, and how easy it was to stay in contact because of their jobs. You somewhat envied that they still maintained their friendship.
While Kuroo tried quietly to tell Bokuto to shut up, you smiled at the other two who seemed totally unfazed as to what was going on beside them. One had half his face buried in his jacket, and his hair was tied back. He seemed tired, like he didn't want to be there. The other one was taller, and wore thick-rimmed glasses. He smiled softly at you.
"I'm Akaashi, and this is Kenma," He motioned to Kenma who just nodded.
You nodded back politely, "Nice to meet the both of you."
You couldn't help it, but you couldn't stop staring into Akaashi's gunmetal blue eyes. You were awestruck at how pretty they were, with the lights twinkling inside them. Your mind couldn't stop thinking about how beautiful he was either.
Kuroo put his hand on your shoulder, pulling you out of your daze, "Let's get going."
The group of you started walking down the crowded sidewalk towards your destination.
"What are you going to wish for, Y/n?" Bokuto asked unexpectedly.
You looked in his direction, unaware of how close his face was to yours. You felt your cheeks flush red, and noticed his do the same. If you thought Kuroo's eyes were golden, they were nothing compared to Bokuto's. It felt as though time slowed down as you were caught staring into them. Suddenly, Kuroo pulled him back by the collar.
"Back it up," Kuroo seemed kind of annoyed as he created some space between the two of you.
You heard Kenma quietly say something to Kuroo, distracting him. You noticed as they fell behind from the rest of the group; but when your eyes met Kuroo's, you swiftly shot your gaze forward as though nothing happened.
Akaashi appeared next to you, with Bokuto all of a sudden on the other side of him.
"So, what will you wish for?" Akaashi's voice was gentle. Part of you somewhat wished it was just the two of you so you could listen to him talk. The calming tones of his voice was soothing.
The two of them waited intently for your answer.
"Probably just good health for my family," You shyly looked down at your hands as they held onto your now empty cup. You were nervous being around Kuroo, but being around his friends as well, intensified that feeling, especially when they were as attractive as they were.
"Well I'm going to wish for certain victory at our next matches!" Bokuto excitedly exclaimed before calming down, "and you know, the same thing."
Kuroo finally caught up to the three of you before mentioning that Kenma left to meet up with someone else.
"What are you talking about?" He asked the group, but was only looking at you.
"What we are wishing for the New Year, what about you?" You were always entranced by Kuroo whenever he looked at you. His hazel eyes were almost golden, and they always seemed to captivate you whenever he stared back at you for too long.
You started to think you were a sucker for looking into someone eyes and almost falling in love with them.
"Ah," He said, finally looking away to think, "Good health, happiness, maybe love."
He made sure to look at you again when he said love. You felt yourself become flustered, quickly staring straight ahead. The thought of love could make you laugh, since you felt as though he was reading your mind. A thought lingered in the back of your mind that you also wanted to wish for the same thing, but was too shy to say it aloud.
You climbed the steps towards the shrine, slightly ahead of the rest of the group. When you glanced behind you, each one looking up at you in a different, yet mesmerized, way.
Secretly, you hoped to spend more time in the new year with them.
