Soooo, I've been watching a bit of Haikyuu and I've decided to contribute to the fandom in my own little way. Hence, here is a bit of Kuroo/OC which I couldn't resist writing. I'm trying out the shift in the tenses and some other things, so hopefully, you guys will enjoy it, despite it being different from my usual work.
About the story: These are drabbles and a spin-off of my main Kuroo/OC which is still in the making. They are about Kuroo and the OC (Sakurano Chiharu). I got the idea from one of the AO3 stories I read where Kuroo uses WikiHow to woo a girl (I'll post the title when I find it again!) 11 more chapters are incoming, of course.
I'm looking forward to your feedback!
12 ways: Purring
It's loud, late and crowded. Haru sighs, finishing the last of the dishes and stacking them onto the drying rack. The Nekoma Men's Volleyball team doesn't do quiet or calm. Haru sighs again, a small smile playing on her face as she leans against the counter which separates the living room from the kitchenette. The boys are making a mess in the other room, eating snacks, playing video games on the large TV and shouting at one another as they do. There is even a group of first years, and surprisingly Yaku, who are trying to do some kind of a Twister with half of their clothes off. Haru sighs, at this point not surprised by anything those silly cats will do to amuse themselves.
Kenma looks annoyed by the rambunctious nature of his teammates, especially since they are in his home, but he doesn't comment. Instead, he chooses to simply destroy any challengers who come to try and beat his Super Mario record. His shells are positively deadly and he plays a consecutive thirty winning games with a straight poker-face of utter joy.
Haru shakes her head and pushes away from the counter. She heads over to the table in front of the TV to refill the snacks. But, as her fingers touch the porcelain bowl two strong arms pull her back and she finds herself plopping down onto the soft couch. Kuroo is the perpetrator, as usual. He has a wide grin on his face.
"Enjoying yourself?" He asks Haru, arms still pulling at her, not letting her wriggle out of his grasp and escape.
"I was." Haru frowns down at him. "But, you seem bored." She offers him her own smirk. As much as Kuroo is an annoying, scheming cat captain she has never let him forget that she is a cat, too. Haru never backed down from his teasing challenge. It wasn't in her nature.
"I am." Kuroo surprisingly doesn't respond to the jibe and chooses to, instead, place his head onto her lap, shifting until he's comfortable. "I think I'll take a nap." Haru was foolish to think that he'd back off. But, she wouldn't either. So, she lets him get comfortable, her eyes glued to Kenma's character on the screen, which proceeds to completely destroy Inuoka's without a hitch.
Somebody, Yaku probably, brings some more snacks and Haru finds herself enjoying a few pieces as she's watching the game. She is offered the controller a few times, but declines politely. She prefers watching them battle it out against Kenma, after all. Her free hand somehow ends up on Kuroo's hair, finding it surprisingly soft and fluffy.
Absent-mindedly, her fingers curl there, tug lightly and her manicured nails scratch his scalp gently as she stays focused on the game. They've switched now, playing a fighting one which she isn't too familiar with. Though, Kenma seems to know it very well, judging by the number of special moves he pulls off with a straight face against Kai's poor fighter who keeps struggling to even stand.
It is after a while that Haru actually glances down, when she feels a rumble coming from her lap. Kuroo has his eyes closed, with a surprisingly gentle expression on his face. He looks younger like this than he usually does, smirking and sneering. Haru stills her hand and the rumbling stops. Kuroo opens one eye lazily looking up at her.
"That felt nice." He comments in a raspy tone. He's completely relaxed, she can tell. His legs, despite being splayed over Kenma's lap, have lost all the tension in them. Haru knows, as she's seen him practice until he drops and then lay down to relax. She knows the way those powerful thighs look when they've lost all the tension in them. "C'mon, don't stop now." He groans, shifting a bit, making Haru quite conscious of the position they were in. She feels her cheeks redden, and thanks her dark skin for being so for once.
"Ask nicely." Haru grins down, voice low, as if telling him a secret. Kuroo's lazy grin spreads wide, like always.
"Didn't know that you were into begging." His smirk widens when he notices the way Haru's free hand rises to cover her cheeks. They're red, even if her dark complexion hides it. He knows. "I don't mind, if it works for you." Kuroo shifts again, his head rubbing across Haru's lap in quite an intimate way.
"Your cheeks are red, stupid cat." Haru jibes, but Kuroo doesn't let her bait him. Instead, he looks up at her eyes with an annoyingly analytic look.
"Please, Chiharu." Her head feels like it's about to explode. She knows that her cheeks are red. Completely and totally tomato red, despite the dark skin. She can't help the way heat pools in her stomach at his words, either. But, she doesn't dare clench her thighs or move her legs in any way. Kuroo would know. She wasn't about to give him the satisfaction of knowing. "Please." He repeats and she is powerless against him.
Her hand drops down to his hair once more, resuming the gentle movements. Instantly, the smirk vanishes from the scheming captain's face. Kuroo lets out a content sigh and stretches, before turning his face against Haru's stomach. Soon enough, she hears the telltale rumble come from him. With a smile and flushed cheeks, she looks back up, catching Kenma's knowing look. Yet, she chooses to ignore it, instead focusing on Inuoka giving Lev a run for his money on the screen.
Purring – it's one of the ways your cat will show you that they love you.
That's all for now! I hope that you enjoyed :)