#ilovekuroo

[numberonekurooloyalist]

Warmed Sweet Potatoes

random thing I cooked up, while I was listening to she wont go away by fayewebster...

happy new year! and since its winter I thought it was fitting to post

a/n: this is cringe. TBH I will probably reget this whole thing looking back at it. but no take backsies...

Your not entirely sure how you got into this situation... but here you were. Standing in a flowing crowd amoung the millions of stalls decorated for Nerima's annual winter festival... His stupidly long fingers circled around your wrist. Barely making contact with your skin, his grasp made no real attempt at stopping you but his eyes just stayed on yours for a second...

"It's you," 

his words dissolve into winter air, lingering. Uncertain hazel eyes burning into the distance between you— he panicked. He panicked as though his words had materialized into the white billows of his warm breath. He spoke so gently, fearing his heart would keeping spilling embarassing words through his mouth that shattered against the brittle December air.

His eyes flicker, causing a tug at the corner of your lips. He had that subtle glint in his eyes that shouted at him to unravel everything—every thought, praise, and feeling on his mind. Everything all at once. 

The boy could deny all he wanted but, Kuroo Tetsurou was easy to read. His stupid face always gave him away. Many would disagree, but the small quirks in his brows and twitches in his lopsided smiles always told you otherwise. Even then, Kuroo was stubborn. 

His chapped smile pursed back into a tense state, dorkish little craters forming at its sides, leaving the words out to fizzle into the universe. Prickly winds left a dust of pink on his cheeks that just kept getting darker and spread to the tip of his ears. He should have worn something warmer, the dummy stood in front of you in nothing but a sweater with his hands shoved deep in the pockets of his jeans. Thin brows slopped into his perfectly sharp nose now slightly runny and red. The boy looked back at you through snow-wet lashes and horribly messy hair. Yet somehow his appearance only spread warmth down the numb tips of your hands.  Beautiful and raw, the scheming captain seemed so embarassed. A little sparkle in his eye that just kept making your heart pound like a monkey on a drum. Not a single step ahead of you, no witty reply, or teasing remark. There was just Kuroo. Kuroo Tetsurou. By now you would have said something to poke fun at him but you struggled to find the words.

Sighing, you shuffle out of the black puffer burning at your skin. When did it get so hot? "yeah, yeah, Ilikeyoutoo.. Just... Put this on..." You meant your voice to come out sharper but you only managed something below a grumble. 

"wait-wha"

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cid ! ! congratulations on 100 followers lovely <3 if it’s not too late, could i join your event with kuroo + office romance / coworkers to lovers. maybe a lil secret relationship sprinkled in 🤭 thank you so much !!! ^_^

❝ LOVEBIRDS ❞ — kuroo tetsurou

cw. f!reader, fluff, established relationship, office romance, not-so secret relationship (that everyone knows about), not beta read.

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“don’t forget you have a meeting in…” you glance at your watch, grey patterned carpet below your feet dulling the click of your shoes as you walk up to the desk in the middle of the room, “15 minutes.”

kuroo sighs, lifting a file up in your direction and rubbing his eyes with his free hand, “ugh another one?” you barely catch him mumbling under his breath that he needs another cup of coffee.

“i know, i’m sorry.” you coo, taking it from him and adding it to the stack on your arm. “your next one’s not until 3 though, so there’s plenty of time to coop up in your office with little old me until then.”

he peers up at you with the softest puppy eyes he can muster up, painted with purplish dark circles and a pout on his naturally rosy lips, “can we have lunch together after?”

“people are going to talk, kuroo.”

“you’re so dramatic, we’ll just be eating!”

you shoot him a pointed look, “this would be the third time this week and it’s only wednesday.”

you remember how the rumours spread like wildfire when someone spotted kuroo drinking out of a mug with a lipstick stain lining the rim, the shade a little too close to the one you wear to be coincidental.

there was nothing wrong with dating your co-worker, who is by extension, your boss. by nothing you mean everything, because what would everyone think? you’re not about to be that person that climbed up the ranks just because their partner was in a favourable position with the company, that’s the last thing you’d want people to think about your relationship with him— he’s so much more than that.

kuroo on the other hand, thinks it’s perfectly fine. just look at suits! harvey and donna, mike and rachel, oh don’t let him go on. he’s a sucker for a sweet office romance and when you waltzed through the doors of his office announcing that you were his new personal assistant, it was love at first sight.

the longer you stayed by his side, the more he was convinced that you just so happened to be the woman of his dreams. you’re responsible, put-together, keeps him in check which he finds so hot— very few of his past PAs could keep up with him. he’s constantly busy and taking on more and more projects, most find him slightly obnoxious, his smooth tongue and jokes get under the skin of those that couldn’t keep up. but you, you take it all in stride, and instead of trying to catch up with him, you keep him on his toes and encourage him to reach for greater heights.

you two make a good duo, and everyone else in the team can see your chemistry and the way you’ve positively influenced his productivity and output, and thankfully his work-life balance (and the way he looks at you with stars in his eyes). hell, it’s not even an exaggeration when they say his office plants have not looked healthier since your green thumbs graced them with your presence.

as the dreaded meeting concludes with good news and you leave the conference room falling in step with kuroo, his mentor calls out to him much to the team’s humour (and your chagrin), catching the two of you off guard with reddening ears.

“enjoy your lunch break, lovebirds!”

notes. aimsie !! thank you for your support always ♡

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19 sounds gay im picking 19

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