𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝. // 𝐤𝐮𝐫𝐨𝐨 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

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𝓷𝓸𝔀 𝓹𝓵𝓪𝔂𝓲𝓷𝓰 // 𝓼𝓸𝓶𝓮𝓫𝓸𝓭𝔂 𝓮𝓵𝓼𝓮 𝓪𝓽𝓵 𝓮𝓭𝓲𝓽 - 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝟏𝟗𝟕𝟓

You laid wide awake in bed. Staring up at the ceiling, you take a deep breath. You check your phone - 1:09am. You sigh again. Nothing is making it easy to doze off.

You throw your blankets off of you, and roll out of bed.

Of course you can't sleep. Your encounter with Kuroo kept replaying over and over, making you spiral. He could've kept his distance, but instead, he made assumptions. You thought his jealousy was playful when you were alone with him, but it was more serious considering how he acted.

You felt bad just leaving Bokuto there, ending your time together so abruptly. You kept apologizing through text after you finally calmed down. He reassured you everything was okay, and that he was also to blame for what happened.

Deep down, you knew your feelings for Kuroo were still there and your decision to choose him was still present. You're feelings for him had always been hidden under the excuse that you worked together. You still weren't comfortable with the idea of a relationship with a colleague, however, you knew Kuroo would always be on your mind if you didn't choose him. 

You stood in your kitchen space, you put all your weight in your forearms against the counter, eyes fixated on the wall in front of you. You waited for the water to heat up in the kettle.

Your head dropped between your arms out of exasperation. It would be easier if you had a better idea as how Kuroo felt about you. It had been a couple months of teasing, and mixed emotions. Maybe if he knew, the decision about what to do would be easier.

A ping to your phone came through from the other room. Ironically, Kuroo's name popped up on the screen, with the message you awake?

You blinked at the message, and responded yes. Despite you not being able to sleep, you were too exhausted mentally to try and decipher why he would be messaging you this late asking if you were awake.

You made your way back into the kitchen to pour your tea. As you poured, a bang at the door triggered you to jump. Before your mind could process anything, you checked the peep hole to see Kuroo leaning both hands against the door frame.

You looked down at yourself. An oversized band t-shirt and a pair of black panties hidden underneath. Of course. You didn't even want to think about what the rest of you looked like.

You unlocked the door, and opened it. You didn't say a word, just stared at him. Kuroo held your gaze before glancing you up and down, probably thinking about how you answered the door dressed the way you were.

He straightened himself up, and shoved his hands in his sweatpants pockets. You were actually surprised to see him in sweats, with his hair disheveled more than usual.

"Can I come in?" He was anxious. Obviously, it had been on his mind. 

Without a word, you walked back into the kitchen to grab your mug, Kuroo following right behind you. As you took a sip, you looked at him from under your eyelashes, waiting for him to start speaking.

"I want to apologize for earlier," You could hear the remorse in his voice.

"You didn't have to come all the way here to do that, especially at one in the morning." You sounded agitated. You weren't, but you weren't going to just forgive him so easily.

"I couldn't wait," Kuroo started, "I don't know what came over me. I should've just ... let you have your date with Bo."

By the way he enunciated the word date, you could tell he envious.

"It doesn't matter now, I don't know if we'll keep seeing each other," You wanted Kuroo to feel at least some guilt. You couldn't help but feel petty, you wanted to give Kuroo a taste of his own medicine.

Kuroo leaned against the island directly across from you, crossing his arms, "Do you want to keep seeing him?"

You fell silent. You placed your mug behind you, out of the way.

"No." You said quietly.

Kuroo slowly drew closer to you.

"What changed your mind?" He wasn't smirking like he usually did. His arms gripped the countertop, on either side of you.

You tried to not fall into his trap, even though you could feel yourself losing any control you had on the situation. 

"I should be mad at you," Your tried to look him in the eyes, but you feel yourself become shy around him.

"You should be," He tucked a strand of your hair behind your ear. 

You could feel your body start to betray you. As much as you wanted to stand your ground, and not give in to your impulses, you couldn't resist him. His touch alone would be your undoing. 

"Kuroo," Your voice was soft, there was no fight in the way you said his name. You wanted him. 

"Y/n," He breathed your name effortlessly.

He wanted you, too.