kuroo tetsurou headcannons
hi! i’m jozuken or jo, i just started writing! sorry if this isn’t entertaining or just plain bad. i’m trying to get more confident writing kuroo, he’s one of my favs!! also, these end up turning into drabbles im ngl. feedback is super appreciated!
character(s): kuroo tetsurou, reader insert
warnings/tags: sfw! some hs, some college, little bit of angst if you squint. kinda ooc! gn! reader!
so canonically kuroo is an expert in provoking people, this usually translates into teasing, but tbh i think he’s a little more mean with it than people write him to be. he’s not teasing in a convenient, flirty way, he teases to get under your skin. he’s annoying
again, annoying motherfucker. but not in a way that makes him unbearable to be around, in fact, it’s quiet the opposite. it was annoying how he always knew just what to say to piss you off without actually hurting your feelings, and it was contagious. it made you want him to annoy you more. it made you want to be around him.
he makes other guys nervous, but he’s not all that threatening. don’t get me wrong, he definitely has the energy but he’s just not the type of guy to think he’s better than others just because he is confident in himself. he uses his confidence to provoke his peers into doing better.
anywho now onto more important matters.
definitely a meet ugly type of guy. not good at always saying the right thing; with his need to provoke others and all.
but i think it could be kind of cute. i think he knows when things don’t come out of his mouth the way he imagines, and he does try to fix it. tbh he’s definitely the reason its a meet ugly.
i think his love languages are gifts/gestures, affirmation, and physical touch
kuroo would take his boyfriend role very seriously. not letting you touch doors, switching shoes, holding your things, *cough* giving you money *cough*, driving you places. think normal boyfriend things, except, he is insane. he picks out your bag since he’ll be the one carrying it, also carries it so you can’t grab your wallet, locks you in the car until he’s made it to your side to open the door, tracks your period, comes with you to the nail salon (you don’t ask him what color anymore because he always picks red. “red looks good on me,” he says, every single time.)
he likes to cook but he’s not exceptional at it. i think he can make good food, but i think tbh you’d probably be doing the cooking if you’d like. if you aren’t a good cook, he’d be overjoyed to feed you for the rest of your life. but, if you were confident in your cooking skills, kuroo would bathe in the domesticity of you cooking for him. it’s also a part of you.
he’s a great learner because he likes to learn. kuroo likes to know things. everything, if he could. he likes to learn about you; what your favorite thing is, if you could play volleyball, how you took notes, what your favorite vegetable was. he wanted to know everything about you there was to know, from your morning routine to the meanest thing someone’s ever said to you. asks many annoying questions.
he’s also as much of an idiot as he is smart. he says as many smart things as he does dumb things. kuroo likes to provoke, and sometimes he gets too much of a reaction than he’d like. but he always knows how to fix it, every time. kuroo is insane. he will come to your house blasting music so you know he’s there, knock on your door loud as hell like it isn’t 1:57 in the morning, because “i’m sorry,” and, “i’m always looking for a reaction out of you. i shouldn’t expect you to be okay when i should know i’m pushing too far.” and he always brings the same damn bouquet. he learned once from a florist that there were actually meaning behind the flowers inside a bouquet, so he’d always known that when he had the chance to start buying flowers for someone, he’d do it with meaning. he told you every single time what they meant, and this time was no different. he’d hold out the flowers to you, always with his other hand fixing the back of his hair and say, “you know what these mean, they mean i want you to stay. also,” because he never came with just flowers. no no no, never just flowers. you couldn’t expect something so repetitive with him. of course he always wanted you to stay. even if you left, he probably follow you until you at least turned around to tell him to go. he also knew that flowers weren’t enough a lot of the time. he was good with his words, always apologizing correctly and assuring you, buuut he was also good with his gestures. he’d always replace something you’d lost recently, most times with something better. he’d always bring you takeout, because he knows you forget to eat when you’re upset. he’d always get something cute you’d been eyeing on your phone the whole week. he’d write you love letters sometimes too, when he had really screwed up. but the flowers always came back, always asking if you would stay. and you always said yes every single time.
kuroo during volleyball was something else. he always wanted to you wearing his away jersey, so you did. maybe it was cliche, maybe it was stereotypical, but it was kuroo. “red looks good on everyone, even me.” he would say.
he wants you to come to every game. learn the cheers. he jokes about you becoming manager of the cheer team. “…that’s not really my thing.” you said. he wasn’t upset at all, still smiling, just not joking anymore. “i have other things i’m pursuing. you know how important they are to me.” kuroo laughed and rolled his eyes at that, “yeah, i know. i’m just joshin.” he tugged your backpack backwards and you stumbled back. you ended up learning the cheers, just like he wanted.
kuroo looked to you after every point. “way to go captain! shake it up captain!” the cheers literally rang out from the nekoma cheer team. he knew right where you were sitting, and when his team came up to his sides cheering him on, “captain!” he only saw your lips moving. he only heard you cheering for him.
he liked being the captain. it affirmed everything he believed about himself. but also, he liked the constant reminders. the ‘captain, over here!’ and the ‘thank you, captain!’ always was nice to hear. but when you said it, it was a reminder. a reminder that not only was he nekomas captain to his teammates, he was nekomas captain to everyone else, too. that meant you. being captain wasn’t just your teammates listening to you. it was being the one everything falls on, and he would not embarrass himself when you were counting on him.
college!kuroo had a hard time keeping up with you in school. different majors, different classes. of course he still made time for you though. like i said, a big gesture guy.
lots of baskets. boo baskets, period baskets, valentines, new years, i-haven’t-seen-you-in-a-whole-fucking-week baskets
kuroo will swing by to find you after one of ur classes to bring you a drink, sometimes a snack or lunch, too.
he’ll meet you in the parking lot on your way out, driving you to the parking garage because “you shouldn’t have to walk across the street in the dark.”, and “it’s dangerous,” he says.
still tries to take you out on a serious date at least once a month. it’s hard, but small dates are much easier in between. coffee dates before class, lunch dates in between. sometimes study dates in the library, sometimes not so study dates at his apartment.
college!kuroo IS popular with the ladies. he doesn’t mean to be, but his confidence was of course, very attractive. however, you don’t really have to deal with this because as dumb as he is, we know he is also very smart. he kind of just ignores them. only responds when he needs to, and never very nicely. he likes to provoke; getting just enough under their skin to not seem mean to others. and if they ever said anything bad about you, he probably wouldn’t care about seeming mean at that point.
college!kuroo is serious. you’re a distraction, and sometimes he can’t have those. so he has to have alone time. it made sense to you, it really did. he needed to study, you needed to study, it would be impossible to graduate if you both didn’t study. but it upset you a little bit. then it didn’t, because he’d bought you some flowers and asked you to stay. sometimes those flowers weren’t enough, but sometimes they were all you wanted. so you stayed, but you gave him his space. and you started to realize that you needed space, too. to grow, or whatever. plus, it’s not like you guys broke up or anything. he still took you out on a serious date once a month. still brought you energy drinks and coffee between classes even though he didn’t have any classes in this building AND it was his day off. he still took you out for picnics and to the farmers market when you wanted to try those stuffed cookies you found on instagram. he was still there. just a little bit less, and that was okay.
kuroo is a professional provoker
and he wants you to stay.
thank you for reading! this kind of turned into a drabble and maybe half but i wanted to finally start posting! i haven’t posted any fanfic since 2020 on wattpad so sorry if this is bad!!
