The Introverted Kitten's First Date

Ask, Avarice, And Ameliorate

"Kuroo, I thought I asked you to stop getting into my love life. I don't want something weird to happen like last time where Nekoma and Karasuno made the exact same plan."

"Oh, love life? So you love him?"

I blush, gulping before whispering, "Y-Yeah. I've told him that I love him, t-too."

He fondly smiles, before a teasing smirk muddles the wholesome appearance that Kuroo had for what felt like a nanosecond, "Wow, and you haven't even gone on a real date yet? Man, young love really speeds by nowadays."

"Yep. That confirms it. You're like 500 years old."

"Wow, don't have to be so rude about it, Kenma," Kuroo rolls his eyes, though I remain apathetic about it.

Honestly, I'm thinking of asking him out to the Tokyo Tower. He hasn't been there yet, has he? Plus, since training camp's coming up, I can definitely just pull him away for a few hours to head there. I'd love that.

"Oh, did you hear? Apparently Chibi-Chan's failing English right now."

Of course he is. I sigh, "Sometimes I wish he could actually study."

"Why don't you teach him over the phone or something, Kenma? Or are you too obsessed with him to think about something else when you talk?" Kuroo suggests, wiggling his eyebrows.

"H-Hey, that's not it," I deny. "I...I just get frustrated sometimes because he keeps going into these tangents and stories about something vaguely related to it that happened like 6 years ago."

"You find it cute, though, don't you?"

I do.

"Hey, Kuroo?" I ask absentmindedly, not even realizing that I'm about to ask him this until it's too late.

"Hmm?"

"Do you think I should take him out to the Tokyo Tower?" I wonder out loud, more to myself than to him. I hear him snicker, but I can't help but smile lightly. Maybe Kuroo could be a bit of a help after all.

Doesn't mean him helping's gonna be fun, though.

Maybe it is, though.

"Do you have any idea how much he'll like that? What do you think?" Kuroo teases, ruffling my hair. I tense up a little bit before settling down. I'm used to him ruffling my hair, but I don't really enjoy it. I'm sort of apathetic to his touching at this point, because it never goes past hugging (which rarely happens as is), and that's fine with me.

"Jeez, you could've just said yes," I smile softly while rolling my eyes, redirecting my attention back to my phone. Shouyou had been spamming me for the past 30 minutes since I ended school half an hour later than him, despite the fact that our practices ran for less time than his. It was pretty clearly shown by some of his messages being cut off with a scramble of letters or random interruptions saying that Kageyama's yelling at him.

Honestly, a bunch of his texts were really, really adorable, and I couldn't help but smile and blush a little bit at some of his texts. I'd say about 60% of them were just random thoughts, and then the rest of them were filled up with other things. Compliments about me, which I couldn't help but feel a weird feeling in my abdomen from, followed by telling me how much he misses me, where I completely agree, cause I hate to admit it, but I really miss cuddling him. And lastly, his very, very precious attempts at flirting with me.

A lot of it is filled with weird sound effects he'd use in real life like 'Gwah' and 'Fwoosh' and all that. To be honest, whenever he does that, sometimes I respond using the same sound effects.

"Kuroo?"

"Yeah?" He hums, staring off into the distance. He's probably thinking about something. Maybe someone. He probably has a crush on what's his face again, the blond who always teases Hinata. No, not me. Tsukishima, I think. Weird, but I feel like it'll work out eventually if Tsukishima can survive Kuroo long enough.