falling in love was a lot like opening christmas presents. it was the anticipation, the surprise, the joy, the happiness, that came hidden behind something that which you'd never expect. it was waiting for something new to happen, or admiring the outside before diving past thin boundaries. it often came with a bow on...
"do you remember?" kuroo asks, gently pressing his fingers to kenma's while the seahorses danced with the current. "that they make this little heart between each other." kuroo nods. "and they never leave each other." kenma hums, a tiny grin tugging at his mouth. "you told me that they always find each other in the end...
"why don't you look at ads on craigslist?" kenma gets up from the couch while the slight adrenaline rush is still surfing on his blood, deciding that maybe hinata was right. if he couldn't take him or kageyama, maybe it was best for him to get a complete stranger after all. he was nineteen - this was the perfect age t...