Cute. I heard it again. I glared at him and then lightly slapped his upper arm with my tiny baby fist. "Stop calling me like that when I'm-", I had to stop to speak, because by the warmth of the jacket I got a shiver over the back. But the jacket was warm... and it smelled good. "Thank you," I muttered, holding the long sleeve in front of my face. "I know... you're like this to everyone, so I'm not going to imagine anything. Don't worry!," I said, but it still hurts in my left chest. ~ Mary
Kuroo keeps smiling. How cute can you get? It has to be illegal, at least unfair. At least for him. It’s a pain in the ass to try and hold back the urge to hug you, lift you up, spin you around and kiss you endlessly but he has to resist, you may not like him the way he likes you. He has to try to check before doing anything. It’s been a while since he’s had a crush on you but you’re always so unreachable. You’re not hard to approach, you’re just too cute, too delicate, he feels like he shouldn’t even be around you, like he’s destroying the beautiful scene you create just by standing there.
“What do you mean I’m like this to everyone? What is that?” He chuckles stopping his steps to bend down to your height and raise an eyebrow. C’mon that certainly means something, right? That’s a green light for him if he’s ever seen one. “You’re not going to imagine what? That I’m flirting with you? Hm? Is that what you mean? Wait-” He straightens up and takes a hand to his chin, closing his eyes in thought and then bends down again. “You think I flirt with everyone? That’s rude.” Kuroo winks at you and throws his arm around your shoulder now looking at the same spot in the ground you’re looking at. “I joke around everyone, yes that’s true, that’s why I joke around you as well, but it offends me you think I’m this flirty with everyone. I thought you knew me better, Mary-chan.”



















