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“red or blue?” kuroo holds out two ties in front of you, his dress shirt sleeves rolled out to his elbows and you avert your gaze to ignore the lazy smile he has on.

“blue dulls out your eyes,” you say, voice flat as you turn your back away from him.

you grin, “if you wear the red you might seduce Hinata enough to recruit him.”

“oya,” he hums, taking a step closer towards you, ignoring the fact that you’re still trying to shuffle away. “you’re not mad at me anymore?”

you roll your eyes. it’s been a few weeks since he left your anniversary dinner early to pick bokuto up from the airport, and honestly, your anger’s flamed out a bit dull now, but of course, that doesn’t mean you couldn’t enjoy him striving for your affection for just a little bit more.

you turn to face him, ignoring how his grin widens and you push his hand away.

you take the red tie in your hands, glaring as you stare at his face and he relaxes in your touch as you bring the fabric around his neck.

you’ve never seen him actually fix his tie perfectly before— no, it’s always been you behind the beauty of those knots, and by the way you see partial relief in his eyes, you know he knows this too.

“i’m mad at my husband,” you tell him, focusing more on looping the red fabric in your hands than the way he's trudging to bring his face closer to yours.

you sigh, “but if the head of JVA asks me which tie makes his eyes pop then i’m obviously going to help him in that.”

“the head of JVA is lame,” kuroo pouts, his hand pushing yours away for a second and brings your face to look up to his.

he tells you, softness in his voice, “your husband misses you.”

you push him off, “whatever.”

ignoring his groans, you leave the room. the soft placing of your steps indulging in the annoyed muttering of your name.

you call out with a concealed grin, “i’m going to shower.”

it doesn’t take long for kuroo to come to where you stood, his grin lazy and inviting — like the ones he’d give you every time he insisted on paying for dinner.

there’s a towel thrown over his shoulder. disregarding the fact that he’s already dressed and ready for work, he stands over you.

his eyes sly as he says, “what a coincidence, i’m going to shower too.”

“nope.” you snort, pushing past him. “nice try though.”

he groans, throwing his head back and he looks to you, pleading, “it’s been three weeks.”

you smile. the first one all day. “too bad, but i am still mad at my husband.”

“screw him,” kuroo’s quick with his words, his words entangled with a string of laughter, and he inches closer to you, “sleep with the head of JVA instead, he’s wearing a stunning red tie— i heard it makes his eyes pop.”

you laugh. the one that you only had reserved for his annoying jokes, and you don’t notice it but there’s only fondness in his eyes as he stares at you.

he missed you so much.

this city (kuroo x reader)

🎀 Rejection is never easy, especially when it comes from your best friend Kuroo, who made the once foreign city of Tokyo feel like home to you. Two months of healing later, you decide you’re finally ready to move on—but he’s been hiding something. 

Soundtrack: “This City” by Sam Fischer

“This city’s gonna break my heart; this city’s gonna love me, then leave me alone.”

Size: 3.8k

Flavor: Angst

Contents: Profanity, implied anxiety? just Big Sad i’m sorry

A/N: hi everyone, this is my first official fic! i’ve read it so many times it’s starting to not make sense & i hate it a bit more with each read, but hopefully some of you will like it :’) i bash on my writing a lot but this one is actually quite important to me, so i’m just happy to be able to share it with you all ♡ [also thank u my lovely sweet angel @deadontheinsidebut for reading this over ily :(((]

Honestly, you were not ready to leave Tokyo in a few weeks.

“I can’t believe you’ve already finished your studies here,” Yaku sighs, pouting a bit with his brows knitted together. “It feels like just yesterday when Kuroo introduced you to us and we all became friends, how has it been a couple years already?”

You and the brown-haired boy are sitting together on the bus, since you bumped into him after finishing your university classes for the day earlier than usual.

“I know.” You frown, looking through the bus window to watch the buildings race past you. “I’m not gonna lie, I didn’t think my time studying here was going to be as impactful as it was—and I sure didn’t expect to meet some of the most important people in my life here either.”

“Are you talking about Kuroo?” Yaku teases. “That’s surprisingly generous coming from you, considering I’ve never seen you two be nice to each other.”

“I’m talking about all of you except him.” You roll your eyes. “I would’ve been just fine not meeting that dude. Probably would’ve made my life easier too.”

Yaku doesn’t say anything, but he watches you and waits, grinning.

“… Point taken.”

You said that sarcastically, of course; Kuroo was one of the first people you met when you moved to Tokyo for school, and had become one of your closest friends over time.

He was a loser, but he’d brought your life in the city joy, companionship, and color. He made what was once a new, foreign place, feel like a second home to you.

But you couldn’t say there wasn’t a little bit of truth behind your statement—if you hadn’t met Kuroo, your life probably would have been easier.

For one, you wouldn’t have fallen in love.

For another, you wouldn’t have gotten your heart broken.

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the first thing that popped on my head when i saw this was Hoshi and his horanghae agenda... and lemme tell ya i think kuroo would 100% be on-board with that