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not related to the story. one shot of my otp ship k u r o b o k u h i n a
⟢ spanish language ahead ⟣
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¡disfrutar!
" DO YOU WANT some more, daddy?" the girl kuroo saw strip dancing on the dance floor purred while pouring him a drink, dangling her dog tail attached to the black body suit she's wearing. Playing along, kuroo nodded his head with a half-smirk to not look like he's getting bored.
after the girl poured him a drink, she got called away by another server, which made her leave the hot bedhead man sitting there with his friend, bokuto koutaro.
" it's actually written all over your face." bokuto says, slapping the ass of the girl who passed by their seat.
" written what?"
" that you don't wanna be here." the owl instantly replies, going for another shot and slam the small glass cup down.
the bed headed man snorts and takes the drink the girl gave him. while doing so, he wanders his eyes around the place thinking that it might actually help his boredom if he watch the crowd go wild.
but nothing poked his interest. just when he's about to avert his gaze, someone came into the view. goddamn—
a young, pretty boy walks his black heels to the bartender, sitting at one of the seats as he place his chin on his palm. he's so pretty and hot at the same time and he caught the whole bar's attention. he wore a fishnet tank top that has a huge hole in the back as a design, exposing his milky white skin.
kuroo squints his eyes and whispers in bokuto's ear while his gaze remain on the pretty boy with elegant orange hair, " look at him." he whispers, and he says a few more words the cause the owl to chuckle lowly as his golden owlish eyes locked on the redhead, " do you really think he'll agree to have a drink with us?"
