maniac! ★ t. kuroo

╰ ⊹˚.⋆ MISTER LOVERBOY

THE CAFETERIA IS LOUD,

and all the constant overlapping chatter and laughter is really annoying but kuroo is both louder and way more irritating then all the noise in the entire world could possibly ever hope to be.

a chilly afternoon, clouds blocking any sight of the saturated sun, as the students of nekoma high school enjoy their lunches. you and him are sitting on a table with the rest of the schools volleyball team, lev being a dumbass and yaku scolding him for it, with kenma intensely staring at his bright screen.

"sooo, are you gonna tell me who it is?" you hear him ask for about the fiftieth time in the past ten minutes. you roll your e/c eyes and finish chewing your food, which was a homemade bento box the bed head was happily sharing with you.

"i'm telling you, i actually don't like anyone." you insist, reaching out for some more food. his golden eyes watch you in amusement as you fiddle with the chopsticks, "come on! we both know there's a special someone, y/n!" you glance at him as he dramatically clutches the fabric of his shirt right over his chest.

"but best friends are for sharing secrets with! you can trust me, i swear!" you sigh and groan, leaning back into your chair. "i swear, tetsu! i don't like anyone! just shut up and let me eat, you stupid idiot," the boys expression of sadness instantly brightens up as he smirks and leans in close to you.

"ohh~ so you aren't gonna deny i'm your best friend?? i see you, bae!" you shoot him a glare and push him away as he laughs at your expression. "you're so cute when you're angry, y/n." your lips begin to twist into a sneer, and that's when kuroo realises; he's fucked up.

badly.

you grab the knife which was previously lying on the table, and kuroo's eyes widen as he scoots farther away from you. "hold up— i was kidding! y/n!!" both your eyes and the cutlery gleam as you send him a passive aggressive smile. "fine! don't tell me who you like, i'll figure it out myself." you set the knife down, and laugh at his expression of hopelessness. "why're you so fixated on this — i already told you i don't like anyone — just leave it alone."

"fine, i'll take your word for it." he frowns and slumps down on the table, "y/n~ if you actually do have a crush on someone, you can't ditch me, ever!" you don't reply, chewing on your lunch. he huffs and sits upright, leaning in close to you as he gently pokes your cheek. "i'm serious, you're my y/n, i don't wanna share you with anyone else."

you almost spit out your food, blood rushes to your face and you try covering it with your hands, kuroo squints, then pulls back and gasps. "guys!" he yells, the entire team goes silent and follows his gestures as he points to you hiding your face and looking away. "i think i just broke y/n?!"

yaku shakes his head and clicks his tongue, for a smart guy, kuroo really was an idiot. meanwhile, lev laughs his ass off, hitting the table and wheezing, laughing until he can barely breathe. kenma just absently nods and stays fixated on his game, "mhm, yeah. totally." 

the entire team starts laughing at your flustered reaction and kuroo pokes at you again, "yo, you okay y/n? your face is really red, no offence but you look like a tomato grew limbs or something."

"an ugly tomato at that. no offence though, yeah?"

and with that you snap back to your normal personality, but unlike last time, you don't threaten him with a knife though. "shut up, tetsu. or i'll shove these chopsticks up your ass, not that you even have one anyways."

he realises some things never change, not that he'd even want them ( or you ) to change anyways.

／　notes!
i'm actually planning on staying up all night to finish writing this entire book out so i can update faster!! also don't forget 2 vote and kuroo will give u kisses ٩(^‿^)۶ stay safe <33 love ya!