#then i take a look at his bratz lips in the second gif and my brain just shuts off

[royalwriteroftheuniverse]

Johnny and the Revenge

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Warning: none its just angst and fluff but I always put 18+ out are responsible for what you read

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"Hey"

"Not in the mood Johnny"

"What's with you"

"I'm having a bad day ok save your stupid comments and save your pick ups for someone else."

I looked at the floor not wanting to give him the satisfaction of seeing me upset. Sometimes we did have playful banter but sometimes he was an absolute jerk

"What happened who hurt you?"

I scoffed,"Leave me alone Johnny"

"I'm trying to be your friend here"

"Yea well thats the problem my friends suck."

He just stared at me. :I felt like he was looking me up and down."

"Is that all I get."

"Its more than you deserve"

"Hey I-"

"Don't want to be a notch on your bedpost" "Johnny"

"Hey I'm not your seem really upset I'm genuinely trying to be nice."

"Well my friend basically strung me along and then treated me like shit. I'm wondering if it was all a joke to her and her actual friends to just embarrass me involving me inviting me to something important and then uninviting me last minute."

"Ouch" his eyebrows furrowed a bit and as I continued my explanation his kind smile turned into a tight lip scowl.

"Yea I didnt even know I was uninvited so I asked her where I was and I dont know it seemed like a pity invite to the ceremony and the after reception party. "So I just I"

Oh screw it I thought "I don't have many friends and I really thought she I don't know."

Hi jaw ticket as his eyes roamed my face he took a second but right before I went to walk away he stopped me.

"I totally get that you want to ya know just wallow with zone with fuzzy socks and blankets watching a movie with cherry ice cream but-"

How the hell does he know what I like to do

"How about revenge instead?"

"Johnny as much as I'm mad at her I dont want to hurt her. As much as I hate to admit it I still care about her."

"It's not hurting her its showing her how," he thought "I wanna word this right- awesome you are."

"I'm listening."

"Bring me as your date."

"Johnny"

"No. No. Hey I promise I will stand with you I won't look at anyone else and ill pretend d to be all over you."

"How can you pretend to be all over someone?"

"Well ok I'd have to actually be all over you but-"

"Johnny"

"No I promise I'll be respectful." Throwing his hands up to show his intentions again. Maybe he should just keep them up there

"I cant believe I'm about to say this but fine."

He shows up the day of 10 minutes after the party started to we arrive late so all eyes are on us. Which I hate. But if anyone knows how to garner attention and put a party on its head it's Johnny Storm.

"It's her wedding celebration"

"No its an after party and she did invite you."

begrudgingly I agree if the is anything Johnny is good at its being an asshole and knowing how to get attention.

He knocks on my door.

I open it- He looks me over

"nice dress l," he nodds "You're not wearing that." He pushes past me and goes into my room to look through my clothes.

"Wha- Johnny whats wrong with a black dress?"

"After parties are like clubs and no one goes to clubs in a little black dresses." He paused "Well not one like that"

"Put this on"

He hands me a fuschia pink sequined dress. That is usually fairly skin tight but in all the right places and loose in others.

"Johnny no this is"

"Perfect for a club. Trust me."

"Fine. Get out."

"What I'm just-"

"I need to change."

"Oh uh"

He turned around everything! There was mirror behind him and he actually looked shocked worries or confused as he could see me in it. It looked like he was t sure what to do. I'm not sure but definitely nothing to make me think it was a sneaky thing to try and see me undress.

I shook my head and went in the bathroom.

It didnt take me long to change.

"I feel rediulous." I said opening the door

I'm sure-" then he was facing me

"You look hot"

"I feel like I look like a striper"

"Maybe you'll make some extra money tonight."

"That it I'm staying home."

"I'm kidding I'm kidding I'm sorry. You do look amazing though."

I can't help but blush.

We walk in and its dark people are everywhere dancing and talking and Johnny is right this is more like a club than a wedding celebration.

I can feel everyone staring I go to put my hands over my chest to block it from view when Johnny grabs my hand.

"Relax no one is going to touch you. Well no one but me." I new he had a shit eating grim without having to look at him.

I hear people go:

"Thats the human torch."

"Whose that with him?" And other similar comments. And I suddenly want to puke. He squeezes my hand in reassurance. Its like he knows everything I'm feeling which is creepy.

"You're not telepathic are you?"

"No I just know you." He wisperes in my ear. Really really closely in my ear.

I feel a sudden surge of warmness in my hand it's comforting I look at him and smile.

My friend comes over

Pulling me towards her away from Johnny.

I don't know why but I look back and he nodded in encouragement as he rolled his eyes at a very pretty girl putting his hands on him and practically shoved her as I saw him walk to where drinks are.

"Oh my God is that Johnny Storm?" She was already close to the tipsy vs drunk line.

"Yea"

"Why didn't you tell me you two were together?"

"W-I dont know know never came up."

"Never came up? That's not something that needs a segue.

"Well I-" shit we didn't plan this part.

"So how long you have to tell me everything!"

"Not much to tell," I hear Johnny as he hands me a beer and I sigh in relief.

"Had to beg her to dump the shlub she was seeing and date me."

"Who were you seeing before him. How do I not know this?"

Shruged.

"Never came up?"

"Anyway this one has me wrapped around her finger."

I turn to look at him and say something amd he catches my mouth in his for an open kiss and I could tell he was holding back as he kept pulling his tounge back. Who knew Johnny Storm had restraint.

I'm not sure who parted from whom but I was a bit taken back and breathless.

"Uh sorry about him" I cleared my throat looking at him he actually looked diffrent I think because he was quiet?

"Johnny we're in public."

He let out a breath as he drank beer.

"Careful alcohol fuels fire."

It was late when we left Johnny of course was the center of the party

I kept thinking about Johnny.. he was digfrrnt and sweet and practically all over me but respectful all the same.. Then the next week I walk to get my mail from the mail boxes Johnny was there too, its normally how we run into each other. But he as on the phone so I didn't bother him to say hi; but I do hear him

"You should have seen the way she was acting it was so pathetic that fact I had to go with her, her hands were all over me it was pathetic I was like please its nothing I mean like if anything it was community service"

I let out a small gasp I didnt know I even did that as my hand went to my mouth.

Johnny still smirking and laughing turned

"Hey no wait I wasn't talking about you."

He ran after me.

"Just leave me alone Johnny." I turn around and yell. Running away.

Childish?

Yes.

But warranted.

He was sitting in front of my door and I heard a sniff. His head hanging down.

"What are you doing here?"

He looked up at me red eyed his face a little blochy but not much.

"Can we talk?"

"I think you've talked enough for tonight"

He leaned his entire body back on the door.

"Can I please get in my appartment. I may be pathetic but I'm still nice enough not want you to hit your head when I open the door i have an iron coat stand and if you hit it I'm frankly not sure I'd even call paramedics."

"Please" his voice was small.

I dont think Johnny could act this so I agreed.

"Five minutes. "

He jumped up and snuffed again when I walked in I got him a tissue to blow his nose.

"I wasnt talking about you. I know how it sounded but. When you were talking to some people I had stepped away for a bit a few times actually- remember? Anyway I went to get us some more drinks and this girl was begging me to walk her to the bathroom because she was supposedly scared. Which it was such a lie and bad acting but she kept tugging on my arm as I walked so I agreed just so she'd leave me alone her hands were all over me. It was pathetic she was acting like I was there with her and it felt like I was sentanced to community service. I wasn't talking about you I swear. I'm the one who begged you to go. Why would I-"

"You didnt exactly beg me Johnny. You'd said I'd get revenge."

"It worked didnt it?"

He looked at me like he was waiting for a response "On social everyone does keep mentioning you and us and not the actual wedding or the dress".

"See" he walked closer to me. And put his hand on my cheek. I didn't pull away. I didnt want to leave his warmth.

"If I'm sorry if you that or rather that you thought I-. I know I'm not exactly. I know what's said about me but when I saw you gasp and run away I - I was terrified you'd never talk to me again."

Why? We never talk much anyway

"Because I just kinda" he mumbled the rest of his sentance.

Sorry what?

He mumbled again

Johnny I'm serious I really can't

"I didn't think you'd actually give me the time of day ok? I mean you're always around in pretty outfits you're not trying too hard you always smile at people give them complement. You're even nice to me."

He looked down. "And I can never pick you up."

"Wait you were seriously flirting with me all those times but you-"

"Yea."0p

He puts his handsim his pockets

"You're a really bad flirt cause I thought you were being a cheeky asshole."

"I uh kinda got nervous around you but when I saw you sad I-I figured if I could helped you'd want me around andI didnt have to worry about messing up some stupid pick up line.

Is that I mean its probably five minutes I know I promised I should."

Johnny go sit on the couch ill get you some water.

I handed him the water bottle as I sat down next to him and leaned my head on his shoulder.

"You seriously wanted to date ME? No one wants to date me."

"Are you kidding everyone wants to."

I scoff "ok ill admit the stares in the store are nice for my ego, I mean if I think I look ok but but-"

"Stares?"He seemed to get mad.

"Down boy what do you mean everyone wants to."

"We always talk about how gorgeous you are and what we'd do to you i-"

"Ok I get it."I blush

"And Sue likes you"

"She likes everyone"

"No she just pretends"

"She likes you Reed likes you Ben he says you wouldn't give me the time of day thinks you're too good for me. I mean he's right but-"

"Johnny You may be a flirt and a-"

"Manwhore"

"I'm not that convinced of that but I know there's a good man in there somewhere.

Actually that's a lie"

He looked up me like he was a China doll that is falling to the ground. Part of me felt bad but he had me upset tonight too.

"The good man is sitting right here in front of me. "

His shoulders drop on relief.

"You think so?"

"Granted it was to take over my friends wedding but you made me feel better and happy and God I cant believe I'm about to say this and I will deny this if anyone finds out but you made me feel special. You're around models 24/7 and you wanted to pretend to go on a date me?"

"W-wait you didnt you didn't think that was an actual date?" He looked hurt his eyes were slightly wider his gave had a a bit of surprised mixed with a

"Well I thought I mean you were."

It looked like he was pounting it was cute.

I thought it was just pretend cause you were helping me get back at my friend but it is a pretty good first date.

But I do have one question

"Yea?"

"Where do you wanna go for our second?"

The kiss he gave me right there had nothing on our first kiss. And lasted so much longer.

Later on My feet were curled up under me and my head was resting on his chest with his arm around my shoulder. Just being in each others presence cuddling or checking something on our phones was just so, so comfortable, natural. Like breathing.And every time the fire started to die out out he'd flick his hand and it was roaring again.

"Wait Johnny"

"Yea"

"When I ran why didn't you come after me"

"You told me to stop. to not."

"I was upset. That didn't mean I didn't want you to try. And you ever cheat on me I'll- I" stopped and then laughed darkly.

"You'll what"

"Well its no fun to tell you"

"Sue, Reed and Ben were right," I thought "Johnnys got it bad for me and teasing him is oh so easy."

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[stripper-patrick]

I like the barbies💓, but I want the Bratz😈Steve Rogers

Warnings: language, fluff, smut, dom!Steve, choking, degradation, oral (m), angst, angry!Steve, fingering, fluff, crying, slight sub!Steve

Tags: @rebellious-desires @mrsbanreswillseeyou @eclecticblkgirl

Relationship: Steve Rogers x black plus sized reader

Steve called a mandatory meeting but I’m not sure for what and I’m interested to see what he’s gonna say.

“Y/N” Scott calls and I turn around meeting him.

“Hey Scott”

“You look beautiful today” I can tell he likes me but usually I don’t pay attention because I’m so busy with work. See I work as a nurse but strictly for the avengers team. I interned for Stark and he hired me after a month seeing how good I work under pressure. Then that’s when I met Steve. They brought him to me when he was fresh out of the ice to which I took care of him as well as catching him up on the 66 years of history he had missed. He took a liking towards me and soon we started our best friendship which turned into a sexual relationship. I’d enjoy more but I don’t wanna ruin what we have so l handle this for now.

Me and Scott walk and talk together to the conference room where he opens the door for me “oh my god I’m so tired of wearing scrubs really I’d prefer to be in a big t-shirt and nothing else” I laugh. I notice I’ve caught Steve’s attention by that sentence. His blue eyes study my features of a short t-shirt dress and my silk-pressed ashy brown hair flowing gloriously on my shoulders with each step I take.

“Well I’m sure a lot of male patients would be very aroused by how good you’d look in either attire I know I would” I blush laughing and I catch a Steve’s eyes. The once ice blue orbs now turned into electric with what looks like lust and anger. Steve always was possessive but seeing as we aren’t together you’d think he’d let little things like this slide. But we’re both wrong.

Everyone piles in at once and we all sit down waiting for what Steve has to say. “For starters I’d like to thank everyone for coming to the meeting and as we know there’s a special event tonight the ultimate Christmas party Tony famously hosts every year but we don’t want it to be like the last time where we we’re attacked by robots which is something I never thought I’d said in my 99 years of life” he chuckles “let’s remember to have fun but keep the compound secure and safe as well”

“That was all you called us for?” Scott asks. He had a tendency to get under Steve’s skin often bringing up his past and on one occasion he even mentioned our extraordinary 74 year ago gap and Steve nearly put him in a full Nelson.

“It is is there a problem?” I can see Steve is boiling but I don’t know why

“No problem at all captain” he chuckles

“Good everyone’s dismissed” he calls “except for Y/N” my heart starts beating faster and I watch everyone leave. I avoid eye contact with Steve but the second I catch him (gif), I feel my wetness start to collect between my thighs. The door is shut and I stand up walking towards him. I do a half sit on the table as he strides towards me placing his hands on either sides of my hips coming about eye level to me. The smell of his mint toothpaste and Armani cologne is breathtaking.

“I don’t like how he talks to you or even looks at you”

“Who Scott? We’re just friends”

“He wants you Y/N and I’m sure he has a sense that something is going on between us so if he could he’d taste you right in front of me” Steve parts my legs stepping between them

“Nonsense Steve it’s not even like that. You’re just being over-protective and jealous. For what? I don’t know”

“Because you’re mine” his hand slides between my thighs as his calloused finger rubs my wet clit before sliding between my folds. My upper body slouches down as I push my hands behind me on the table to keep my balance. My eyes shut and I bite my lip holding back a moan.

“How can that be the case yet we’re not together?” I ask

“That doesn’t mean you aren’t mine” he says sliding a finger in. My body opens up to him. I’m feeling so many different emotions. Mad, sexually frustrated, horny, appalled. I don’t know what to do. He continues pumping slowly to torture me. My body shakes and he holds up my chin forcing me to look into his eyes. Steve curls his fingers making my body jolt. He moves his hand in a quick all-of-a-sudden pace slamming on my g-spot. My body rocks and my moans get louder. Steve covers my mouth “be a good girl for me and cum on my hand princess” my legs shake and next thing I know I’m convulsing against him trying to press my thighs together. My back arches as he pumps me dry. Once I come to my sense I watch Steve lick his fingers with a smirk.

“If you want me to officially” I stand up slowly watching him take a step back “you know what to do” I walk out going straight to my room. I take a deep breath as my wobbly legs force me to sit on the nearby chair. I’ve gotta start getting ready for this party. I bring myself together walking to the shower turning it on hot.

.....

I’m all dressed and ready for the party and I hear a bunch of people downstairs and the slow jazz music awaiting. I take one last look on the mirror at my outfit which is white mid rise bell bottoms, a double breasted blazer and a lace white bra that exposes the breast tattoo Steve likes so much. I grab my bedazzled clear heels sliding them on before heading downstairs. I stand at the top of the steps just grabbing some alone time before I merge with the crowd. A body slides next to me and I think it’s Steve until I meet eyes with someone else. Scott.

“Oh my god Y/N you look incredible” I smile thanking him keeping my eyes on the crowd “Jesus if I were Steve I wouldn’t let you walk out like that” I chuckle

“Scott I do what I want relationship or not”

“Speaking of what’s going between you and the crypt keeper” he takes a sip of his drink and I feel eyes burning into me. I look down seeing Steve staring right back at me. Sharon is staring at him like she hasn’t eaten in days and I feel my blood boil. He excuses himself and I watch him walk towards the steps.

“Nothing we’re just friends and coworkers”

“Hmm” he hums in disapproval. Steve meets us at the top with a fake smile on his face.

“Excuse me Scott I’d like to borrow Y/N for a minute” he grabs my arm whisking me away without even allowing Scott to comply.

Steve takes me to a dimly lit hallway and I yank my arm away “have you lost your damn mind” by this point I’m pissed. I get that Steve has attachment issues but that doesn’t mean he can control who I talk to let alone get mad that another guy is giving me attention when all he does is work and fuck me.

“Maybe. What the hell are you doing after I told you Scott is trying to get what’s mine”

“Steven how the fuck can I be yours and we’re not dating. And you know why we aren’t dating because you’re still strung up on Sharon who just so happened to be undressing you mentally”

“She was not” he scoffs. I squint my eyes in anger “It’s obvious Scott only wants to fuck you”

“And what the fuck do you actually get to do. Fuck me that’s it. You don’t know how bad I actually wanna be with you but the only thing we can do is fuck so don’t say shit about anyone else’s place when you’re actually participating in the act just using the same mindset” I storm away from him and walk downstairs mixing myself in the crowd.

“Y/N you look great” Pepper says “woah what’s wrong”

“Nothing I’m fine” I say. She knows me better than anyone else and she grabs my hand. She excuses herself from Tony and we head to the bathroom.

“Talk to me” a tear slips and I wipe it careful not to mess up my makeup. I explain to her what happened and she shakes her head

“Men are so stupid” she hugs me making me laugh. She helps me fix my makeup and it doesn’t look too bad. Pepper walks out with me our locked together and we go straight to the bar “4 vodka shots please”

The bartender grabs the Smirnoff bottle pouring the liquor into the small glasses setting them in front of us. She hands me 2 and I grab one glass tipping my head back letting the liquid glide down my throat leaving a fiery trail. My face scrunches up and the DJ spins the record stopping the smooth jazz.

I watch as Tony gets on the mic “I feel like we need to amp this party up some more” the crowd agrees as the DJ turns the music up putting on Meg Thee Stallion’s song Freak Nasty.

I take my second shot grabbing a lime to chase the liquor and replace the fiery taste in my mouth. My chest burns as the liquid courage smoothes down singeing my sternum.

I feel myself migrate to the dance floor rocking to the beat of the music. I bend over shaking my ass and I feel a body slide behind me. I’m not sure who it is but the guys hands slide around my waist keeping me close. “Damn baby can I take you home” before I’m able to pull whoever this is off of me Steve grabs him.

“Get your fucking hands off my girl” I watch Steve pull the guy away and he grabs my arm pulling me upstairs to his bedroom. I can tell he’s livid.

“Y/N what the fuck”

“I didn’t even know it wasn’t you” I say nonchalantly standing up “and again I don’t see why you’re mad we aren’t even-“ he cuts me off with a kiss and a hand pressed to my throat. Steve is quick to lay me on the bed still holding me in his powerful kiss. Steve pulls off my jacket moving his lips to my neck and breasts. I bite my lip holding back a moan. His hands slip into my pants undoing them and my legs fall open for him. I feel his erection against my thigh as he rubs my wet swollen clit begging for attention.

“Don’t stop” instead Steve does the opposite and stands up. I pull off my pants and soaked black thong. Steve undresses his bottom half and grabs my legs pulling me to the end of the bed. He taps his dick on my clit making me writhed before he finally pushes himself in me.

I grab his arm as he continues his assault breathing heavily near my ear. His moans are guttural and low as he nips at my ear. “Just like that please Steve” he pushed my thighs back on the bed stroking me down harder. My jaw drops and I lift my arms above my head gripping the sheets behind me.

“You look so fucking good doll” I whimper holding him close to me. The thought of Sharon taking him away from me overwhelms me and a tear slips. Or it could be from just how good he’s pounding out my pussy.

“Look at you. A beautiful fucking mess. My beautiful fucking slut” he bites my collarbone quick to put my legs on his shoulders.

“Steve please”

“What do you want? Use your words” I can’t even think. I’m not sure what I want so I let my heart do the talking

“Don’t leave me”

“I won’t baby girl. Fuck you look so pretty taking my dick like that”

“Steve” I moan. His strokes increase as he wraps his hand tighter around my throat

“Nobody is allowed between my pretty little sluts thighs but me” my release is on the brink as he keeps talking to me like this “and if they try... I’ll kill them”

“I’m cumming” my legs shake uncontrollably as my hips buck upward.

“Cum for me please” he whimpers. I muster up the strength and flip us over riding him. I grind hard on Steve as he coats my walls in his juices whimpering my name.

I keep bucking my hips watching him squirm. I slow down and collapse on his chest feeling his dick pulse inside of me.

“You’re mine” he rasps

“I’m yours” I smile

“We’re going on a date tomorrow to solidify it but for right now will you be my girlfriend?” He smiles

“Of course” I laugh as he kisses my head.

[tokyoghoose]

am i more than you bargained for?

pairing: tetsuro kuroo x reader

playlist: heather - conan gray*, 4ever - clairo, line without a hook - ricky montgomery, melting - kali uchis, slow dancing in the dark - joji, using you - mars argo, she - ed sheeran, make you feel my love - adele, letter home - childish gambino, she's casual - the hunna, i love you so - the walters, notice me (acoustic) - role model, red dress - postcard boy

warnings: angst and lots of it, mentions of sex, mentions self-shaming of image, very breif mention of anxiety attacks

summary: a romantic comedy without the comedy between friends with benefits

announcements!

kuroo is definitely a little ooc in this lmao buuuut this is my first like fic fic in like two years. Im still trying to get back in the groove of things and finding how to write personality again and not be repetitive with my wording. Feedback is welcome!

requests are open! feel free to send them in! i will write for pretty much any anime ive seen and if i haven't seen it, ill watch it! the only reasons i wouldn't is if im uncomfortable or can't write the character. :)

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When did relationships become so difficult? The days of making friends on the playground were over and it seemed to hit everyone at the same age. Life was getting harder and people were getting older, and suddenly everything was difficult. Nothing came easy anymore and everyone had to adjust to that.

But now you were just confused.

Tetsuro kuroo stuck to you like glue since middle school. Where one of you went the other was likely to follow. The righthand man, the double trouble duo, and the bane of kenma's existence. And then things got complicated. Strangers to friends to best friends to lovers— friends with benefits. Who would've thought the boy that you played volleyball with on a whim would've become the man who you grew fond of. Sixth grade you would've kicked yourself for the feelings you're experiencing. Oh how you wished you were back in the park that started it all. You wished you could warn your youngerself what's to come.

The realization hit you like a ton of bricks and it made you want to throw up at the thought.

It started in the first year of highschool when you suddenly noticed the shine in his eyes when he talked passionately about something like volleyball or the way he would furrow his brows when concentrated on his assignments. At first it was endearing, really. But the more you hung around him, the stronger the butterflies felt. It was obvious that he had grown into his lanky body. His legs were proportionate to his torso now and his once scrawny arms didn't hang limply at his sides anymore. He had muscle and height now. Gradually you started to notice little things about him that you would never have seen in other people. Like his lopsidded smile that crinkled the corner of his eyes and brought heat to your cheeks, your stomach launching into your chest when he'd bump shoulders and laugh.

You should've just smacked yourself silly then and there when you started to wonder if he noticed little things about you. Does he think of me like i think of him?

Who knew feelings could be so...perplexing. You moved on, shrugging off the crush in your second year to catch bigger and better fish in the sea. Life moved on and you dated other people, simply remaining friends with kuroo. Little did you know one heartbreak would lead you into his bed, playing in the sheets by the end of the year.

He was just so damn compelling. His laughter and his jokes. You fell for it all over again. Deja vu. Stupid kuroo.

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The third of highschool had been the breaking point. It was a constant cycle of feeling, fucking, and falling in and out of love with the raven haired boy. It was frustrating, especially when he was so damn oblivious. The only person that seemed to catch on was kenma, but he was very little help when it came to pushing away the domestic thoughts. It would never just work out because you wanted it to because tetsuro was dumb.

It's a chilly day out, the sun nice against your skin but the wind was drastic in comparison. Shivers are sent up and down your spine, you wrap your arms around yourself in a hug. Could this boy take any longer? Foot tapping against the pavement, you heave a sigh, nostils flaring impatiently before you spot the tall athlete. With a girl. A girl?

You'd seen her around before and you vaguely remember thinking she resembled the main love interest in a 90s movie or a bratz doll. She's pretty and has a light, airy laugh. Kuroo must've told her a joke of some kind, but he definitely wasn't funny enough for her to have her hands all over his chest. He's giving her a toothy grin and soft eyes. It makes you want to gag.

Who was she anyway?

Not that it mattered because in that moment the fit of rage your body suddenly flug itself into prevented you from hearing anything. Kuroo's pulling off his pullover and drapping it over the pretty girl's shoulders. You can feel your eye twitch and fibgers tingle. He looks bashful as he waves her goodbye and tragically, you don't feel nearly as pretty as you had been feeling. Now all you wanted to do was sink into the ground below you and possibly into another dimension—or at least the other side of the world.

"She's pretty," is the first thing that comes out of your mouth when he comes over, slouching with his hands in the pockets of his shorts. He had practice this afternoon, you remember. He looks over at you with raised brows, almost like he's surprised yoy said anything or even noticed he was talking to another girl before walking towards the gym with you trailing close behind.

"Yeah she is, I guess."

She's prettier than me.

"You guess? Kuroo, you gave her your sweater."

He shrugs sheepishly, a light pink dusting his cheeks and it makes you mad of uncharacteristic the act is. You resist the urge to roll your eyes.

"It's just polyester. It's not a big deal."

The conversation suddenly drops as you pause, apparently very hurt that he didn't remember it was you who gave him the sweater in the first place. He turns around, a questioning look on his face.

"What? Are you jealous?" He teases.

You're fuming at his attempt to be playful. Maybe you were overreacting, but it pangs your chest to know he can brush it off so easily.

" Kuroo, that was my sweater. "

It's gritted through your teeth, eyes slotted into a glare and his face drops. Oh is all he can think as he stares at you and the hurt expression that quickly turns into that of annoyance and anger. You push past him, ultimately deciding not to walk him to the gym. His arm reaches out to catch you, but it falls short as he calls out in a whine, "I'll get it back for you, okay? Come on, y/n!"

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You can't focus on the assignments in front of you no matter how hard you try. You are exsausted. Just wanting to crawl under the covers and sleep for maybe a thousand years, you stop tapping your oen against the paper to hyperfocus on the black dots that now littered the page. The music in the background pauses before coming back to life with the hum of a new song shuffling in. It's quiet and yet, it's overwhelming. You wish you weren't home alone now.

Hanging your head low on your desk, the carpet becoming of interest, you groan. The image of kuroo and that girl replaying in your head over and over like an endless movie. You'd have to give it a bad review if it ever ended.

You're focus is mainly on her though. Kuroo could get any girl he wants with his witt and charm. Not to mention he wasn't jusf handsome, but he's beautiful. Model material—movie character love interest type beat. He has the ability to make any heart swoon if he tries hadd enough, and that girl was no exception. She was more than pretty. She was stunning, even. It was like watching human barbie and ken flirt with one another. She seems so nice too and you can vaguely remember her helping you wish a couple answers on homework one morning. She's better than you and better for him. Is he sleeping with her too? Before you can answer your own question the doorbell rings, quickly followed by a knock at your door.

You look down at your pajamas, debating if you should pull on your robe or not, but ultimately deciding against it when the knocks come again.

"Im coming, I'm coming. What do you wan- kuroo?"

When you open the door, you immediately get the urge to shut it right in his perfect little face, and you begin to before his hand slams against it in protest to push it open wider. He juts out his lip into a pout and his eyes soften into ones pleading like a puppy dog. You huff and avoid eye contact, instead taking intrest in the bad he was carrying.

"What's that?"

"Stuff. I'd be happy to show you if you let me in."

"Sorry, tetsuro, no can do. You haven't returned my sweater. "

He scoffs and rolls his eyes before shoving something bulky into your arms. You're not sure if you should be happy he actually got it back or upset that he had to see her again to get it. Finally looking up at him, you move to the side so he can step in.

"You know, you don't have to be jealous that i gave another girl a sweater. You're my number one, y/n." He's teasing, but his words still send the butterflies in your stomach crazy. You can only hope he means it, even if just a little.

"I'm not jealous. You can sleep with whoever you want, kuroo. We're just best friends—if anything im your wingman. "

You want to hit yourself on the head. Why would you say that?

He snickers at the rebuttle, coming to loom over you. Apparently the only thing that can get you out of your head is his cologne because it somehow invaded your senses. He smells expensive, like nice leather and fire wood during the winter. It's very manly, you note. His shadow hovers over yours as he traps you between him and the counter with a playful smirk on his face. How smug could he get. He leans down, bringing your chin up between his thumb and finger. You hadn't realized how close he was until now. Since when did you get so nervous around him? Why did it make you nervous when he kissed you all of a sudden? It's unfair that he holds the advantage. Heat rises to your cheeks and the tips of your ears and you're positive he can hear the beating of your heart, which was currently trying to break out of your chest.

His lips take you to paradise, as always. Their soft against your own, yet firm. They're slightly chapped and they taste like spearmint. It makes your head fuzzy because they feel so right, even when you wish they felt wrong. You want to pull away and kick him out, and end thjs whole arrangement, but you're already very familiar with the fact it's just beginning.

———

The bed is warm. So warm, in fact, it feels like your suffocating. The sheets tangle around your limbs, strangling you as you tangle your limbs around kuroos. You almost want to cry, and if you were anywhere else— with anyone else —you probably would have. The heat is unbearable and the one sided tension makes your stomach churn and your throat tighten up. You were almost positve an anxiety attack was coming on.

Taking a deep breath through your nose, you close your eyes as kuroo's nimble fingers soothe circles into your shoulder blade idly and yet somehow he manages to dodge the purple and red splotches blooming on the flesh. Suddenly you wish you didn't feel so safe and protected in his embrace. The moment almost tempts you to whisper sweet nothings into his ear, but you don't deserve to be the person who does that because you aren't his person. Best friend, maybe (next to Kenma, if anything) but, you aren't his person no matter how you long to be. You're just a friend in his bed having a good time. It isn't as fun anymore.

You swallow a lump in your throat, flattening your hand against his broad chest and willing yourself to lift up out of his grasp, his fingers falling smoothly to stop between your shoulder blades. Looking down at him, he presents you with the soft, goofy look on his face that he always adorns. God, there's nothing you wouldn't give to wake up beside him every morning and kiss that lopsided grin off his face. It hurts to think about, and another wave of tears try to force their way past your lash line. You blink them away and put on a soft, one-sided smile for the man below you, giving him a quick peck where his jaw and neck meet before shrugging his hands off and climbing out of bed.

His eyes track you, lazily hooded and watching, as you take the sheet with you to cover yourself, grabbing your shorts and whatever top you were wearing but a few hours ago before everything was strewn about. You shy away from his gaze, but it's nothing he hasn't seen before. He shifts in the bed to face your back, elbow propped up to lay his head in his hand. With an uncharacteristically soft tone, you almosf don't head him when he speaks. The words that come from him are like honey, yet raw. It's enough to make anyones knees buckle and crawl back into bed.

"Are you okay?"

There's a slight hint of concern there, just hardlg scrapping the surface of the question. You nod with a hum, throwing on the loose shirt before facing him. Kuroo's brow raises like he doesn't quite believe you, but he doesn't take the question further and instead turns to get out of bed. You gnaw at your lip, taking your turn to watch him stretch out. His back has red streaks messily placed down it from his shoulders to the base, his biceps matching. His hair is messy and not like the normal bed head he sports, parts of it are spiked up from fingers constantly pushing through it, while other parts are laid flat from sweat. You can't help the thought that he's sculpted by the gods. They definitely took their time on him. Scoffing at yourself and shaking the thoughts free from your head, you head to the bathroom. As if the bed wasn't suffocating enough, just being the same room was found to be worse when he looks like that. At this point, it was preferred he stayed under the covers.

You feel stupid while looking in the mirror. Your mascara from earlier had smudged beneath your waterline, clumping together in the corner. Your nose curls at the sight, hands splashing cool water at your face, rubbing at your eyes. With a sigh you lean your elbows on the sink, pushing back hair and looking down at the water going into the drain.

This is ridiculous.

How on earth could you do this to yourself and to kuroo?

There's a knock on the bathroom door, it's light and gentle in the typical kuroo fashion because he doesn't want to spook you. You purse your lips, digging the palms of your hands into your eyes and heaving a sigh. As soon as you open the door and switch places, you're up and out of his apartment without saying goodbye.

The cool air of outside hits your face and you hadn't noticed the tears until the damp chill shook you. Brushing them away, you head home. You didn't want to be around him and you certainly didn't want to think about him. On the way back, you finally decided you weren't going to tell him anything. What would dumb tetsuro know about it anyway.