The buzzing of my phone wakes me up.
Kuroo: dress cute today!
Y/n: wtf is that supposed to mean ? im always cute.
Kuroo: yannow, as much as I love the raccoon eyes, I wanna see you in something outside of your comfort zone
Y/n: im so close to flaking on you rn, but fine, ill try
I put down the felt tip eyeliner pen, reaching for concealer that's less full coverage. Everything about the makeup today felt nostalgic. It felt like me three years ago when I had my natural hair and a fake smile on my face. I gave up on that a while ago.
Once I smudged a bit of black eyeshadow around my eyes to compensate for the lack of a wing, I notice that I could still see my skin peering through the sheer concealer. Oh well, it might be fun to see Kuroo's reaction to my more delicate appearance today. It was also a bit cold, so I put on a pair of grey jeans that barely tighter than the usual baggy ones I wore, and a white long sleeve sweater underneath a jacket. It wasn't too bad wearing clothes that weren't all black. I put my hair into a low bun, not wanting to deal with the poofiness of it all.
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I stand in the cold by the convenience store waiting for Kuroo, feeling weird about the way I looked. I hear an exaggerated gasp from beside me, rolling my eyes as it's exactly who I had expected.
"I'm surprised you actually followed through cutie!" he flirted.
"My names y/n, not cutie. Dont be stupid"
"You are really pretty" he changes the subject with the lightest dusting of pink decorating his cheeks.
"What's wrong with you?" I say jokingly, stopping on the sidewalk as we were heading to the cafe.
"What do you mean? I cant call the girl I like pretty?" he smirks.
"Pretty?" I raise my eyebrows in confusion.
"Yes, y/n, pretty." he starts walking again, his long strides trying to slow down for me.
I also had no idea how to react to him saying he liked me. He was insanely charming, after all. So what was he doing liking me out of everyone else that's probably already bowing and kissing his feet, bowing some more and giving him peace offerings as though he was some sort of religious figure??
The cafe was fairly empty, leaving me teasing Kuroo not liking coffee for its bitter taste.
"So what do you want?" he asks, looking down at me.
"Guess" I say with a gentle smile.
The cafes doors open, letting in a gust of cold air, as the bell attached to the entrance jingles.
"Something with two shots of espresso right?"
"Obviously," I reply, wanting to make it easier for him I say, "Vanilla latte with two shots of espresso, to be exact."
"Alrighty then cutie. Go grab a table, I'll be there soon with your bitter bean juice." he makes a fake disgusted face, making me giggle at his childish behaviour.
I choose a seat at the side of the cafe, looking at Kuroo as my eyes wander over to the people behind him in the line.
Asahi and Nishinoya.
Trying to remain as cool as possible, I wave at them before taking off my jacket. I tense up when Asahi waves back at me, although it looks like Nishinoya made him do it.
Kuroo comes to the table after talking a bit with Noya, most likely briefly discussing when their next practice match may be. He sits down with tea, my coffee, and a brownie on a cutesy plate, a cutesy fork beside it as well to match.
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