Your skin is warm like an oven,


"Kuroo!"
"Hey kitten!~" He purred, pulling me into a sweaty hug. I laugh, pushing him away.
"You smell, and need to bathe!" I scrunch up my nose, mustering the best disgusted face I could. He pouts, hands on his hips.

"Well, then I guess I'll-"
"Hey Kenma!" I wave happily at the puddinghead. Kenma sends me a small nod, walking up next to Kuroo.
"Hey Kuroo?"
"Yeah?"
"You stink." I burst out laughing, while Kenma busts a smile. Kuroo grunts in frustration. Walking away from us, he grumbles on how mean we were.


Your kiss is sugary sweet,


"Hey Kuroo, when's your next match?"
"Uh, Saturday. We're playing in the nationals. Why?"
"Oh, because I have a game, and I wanted to know if I needed to miss it to see you!"
"What?! Why would you do that?" He screeches, looking down at me like I had two heads. I become flustered under his intense gaze. Clearing my throat, I look away.
"Because you're my boyfriend...and I want to support you.." I look down, an even brighter blush appearing on my face. I hear a squeal, and I look up, shocked.
"[Y/N]!~ Your so adorable!~" He cooed, acting like a little fan girl. I giggle as he pulls me into a hug.
"I love you."
"I love you too." I peck him on the lips, and a serene smile appears on his face.


Your fingers feel like cotton, when you wrap your arms around me,


"Kuroo..." I wrap my arms around his sobbing form, pulling him close.
"I tried so hard...but..I-" He sobs, gripping onto me tighter. I rub small circles on his back, whispering reassurance in his ear.
"Hey." I pull myself from the hug, and stare into his eyes.
"You did great. I knew you worked your butt off. And I'm proud of you. Use this anger and sadness to win next year!" I cheer determinedly, wiping his tears. He stares at me for awhile, them places his forehead against mine.
"How did I get so lucky to have you?" He whispers, closing his eyes and taking a breath. I giggle slightly
"Kuroo, I love you. That will never change." I pull his head closer to mine, giving him a passionate kiss.