hi i made a new wallpaper of The Eclipse the series?!
a reference to my initial post here, i sort of was in my firstkhao depression era so i decided to rewatch the show and make a wallpaper out of it (i might make more since this is more of a mix)
i might rewatch moonlight chicken for the sake of it but if you have any suggestions, let me know!!
Summary: Fate is a funny thing. Moments happen when you don't know their fate or on purpose. Meeting Kuroo outside of the palace walls, events accord that made him become your personal guard. But what happens when the cocky male helps you try and win another heart when you're only falling for him? And is he slowly falling for you, the crown princess? But was this fated? Or was it planned?
Kuroo Tetsuro X Reader
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(Y/n) always thought of love as a flame on a candle.
“Love is…The fire on the candle,” your mother would always tell you. “It starts with something lighting it, meaning there will be a time where you will find someone, probably when you first met them or later in the courtship, where your heart feels…well…full… And then it burns the wick, blooming it into a small light. That is when the love starts to bloom, where you start to burn and bloom for them. And as the flame grows brighter and stronger, your love will also. But, dearest, just with a single blow, the flame will die and the love will be no more. So, be careful my love on who you burn and wilt for.”
“Keep your head up, Princess,” Your dance instructor sternly watched you. Yelling over the string quartet that was playing in the ballroom. Circling you as she eyed for many mistakes. “Your birthday ball is coming up next month. We cannot afford any mistakes.”
“And you, boy,” Her eyes narrowed at Kuroo, watching as he was leading you in a waltz, “How do you expect the Princess to be perfect if you keep messing up? Fix your posture.”
“Apologies,” Kuroo rolled his eyes, fixing his posture.
“Good,” She nodded. “Now, let’s raise the tempo a bit, shall we? One, two, three, one, two, three…”
“This is ridiculous,” Kuroo muttered under his breath. “Why must I be the one to dance with you?”
“Oh, how I would love for it to be with someone else,” you whispered back, “at least they would be a better dancer than you.”
“I’m a magnificent dancer, princess,” Kuroo slyly smiled down. “You’re just not a good dancer.”
Breathing through your nostrils, flaring as you glared at your dance partner with annoyance. “I am a magnificent dancer.”
“Princess, what did I say about your elbows?” Your mentor interrupted your banter with your protector.
“Keep them level…”
Raising an eyebrow as she nudged her head to your arms, seeing how they are slowing dipping down, “And are they leveled?”
Raising your elbows back where they should be, you felt your face warming up at Kuroo snicking. “You should pick your battles, princess,” Tightening his hold on your waist, he brought you closer to him, staring down at you with amusement as you looked at him with embarrassment.
With the two of you continuing to dance, your embarrassment slowly went away and was replaced with disgust. You noticed how with each step, the closer the two of you got. A point where your chest brushes against his, which make you inhale sharply at the touch.
Moving your eyes to look at his face, you were surprised to meet his own eyes looking back at you. Panic swept through your body as he looked at you with a knowing smirk. Making you think he could have read your mind and the distasteful enjoyment. With the panic that filled you, your foot moved on its own. Harshly stomping your heel on Kuroo’s foot, with no regard.
Watching with wide eyes and sucking your lips in as Kuroo tied to muff a painful yell as he took a step back. Slowly turning his back on you, clenching his hands in a tight fists as he let out loud whispers of curses. Limping on one foot as he did not wish to put pressure on his wounded one. Snapping his neck to look at you as you cleared your throat, he gritted his teeth as you looked away innocently, smoothing down the skirt of your dress with your hands. “You-”
“I believe I need some rest, Lady Daphne,” You quickly stated, “it seems my tiredness has caught up to me and now has some repercussions.”
Your mentor only sighed, turning to look at the pianist with a disappointing nod to signal him he is no longer needed. With the pianist gathering his papers, Lady Daphne turned back to look at you, watching as you darted your eyes away from Kuroo and stood in perfect posture. “Yes, I do agree with you Princess (Y/n).”
With Lady Daphne curtsy a farewell, you smiled at her with a nod, wishing her a farewell as she left the ballroom. With her gone, you clapped your hands together softly as you turned to look at Kuroo with a frown, seeing how he is still hesitant to pressure his foot down, “Apologies, but I did not step on you that hard.”
“You stomped on me!” Kuroo accused you, looking at you in disbelief.
Rolling your eyes at him with a huff, you ignored him as you turned to a servant who was in the room, “May you please help him to a chair? And fetch us some tea?”
“Of course, your grace,” the servant bowed, heading towards Kuroo. But when he got close to helping him to a chair, Kuroo raised his hand, politely declining his help and he went limping to the nearby table and chair. With the servant looking at you for permission to go since he could not complete your first requisition, you merely nodded at him with a smile, thanking him as he went to finish your other request.
Sitting across from Kuroo, you watched as he tend to his foot, rubbing his ankle to ease to pain. But all your eyes were trained on was only looking at his hands, remembering how they felt on the back of your waist. Distasted ever since he became your dance partner in these lessons and for some reason, you wonder why you always look forward to these lessons ever since. The two of you would always bicker, be annoyed with each other, or joke about Lady Daphne's ridiculous request when it comes to helping to dance perfectly. And all the leisure moments you would spend with Kuroo always by your side, slowly turning annoyance to contentment after spending almost four-month together.
“Are you now feeling the regret of stomping me?” Kuroo said breaking you out of your trance.
Inhaling through your nostrils, you picked up the book that was laying on the table, softly shaking your head, “Would you like an apology? I barely stepped on you.”
“You drilled your heel into me!”
“Well, I am sorry,” You smiled at him before opening your book and then muttered, “that you are acting like a child.”
“What?”
“I said I was sorry, what more do you want from me?”
“…Those tea sandwiches you always have whenever you have guests over…”
“Sandwiches?” You glanced up at him, creasing your eyebrows at his request. You didn’t question his actions as he cleared his throat with him looking away bashfully. His cheeks giving bright with a red hue as he tried his best to hide it behind his hand when coughing. “I will request some when the teas arrive.”
“Not saying you have to…”
“Of course not, Kuroo.”
“My god, this book is far too boring,” You sighed, closing the book down on the table before lifting your teacup to take a sip.
“If only you had a library filled with books to cure your boredom,” Kuroo sighed, opening his eyes from his nap.
You only ignored his comment, looking back at where Kuroo and you were dancing moments ago. Kuroo only looked at you in question, grabbing another of the cut, small triangle shape sandwiches and throwing it in his mouth in delight. “Do you think I was a bad dancer?”
Blinking his eyes at you, he hesitantly asked, “May I speak openly?”
“Are you saying you have not done so already?” You sighed, looking at him with a frown, to which his only smirk at you in return.
“You are a magnificent dancer,” Kuroo’s smirk turned into a soft smile, slowly standing up from his chair and offering his hand to you. “You allow Lady Daphne into your head.”
“And you propose I ignore her?” You accepted his hand, helping you out of the chair and leading to where the two of you were just dancing moments ago.
“I do,” Kuroo said nonchalantly. Staring at him for a moment, you then burst into laughter, amused at how simple he made it sound.
“What’s so funny?”
“Nothing,” You calmed your laughter, “just you made it sound so… Simple.”
Kuroo rolled his eyes at you in amusement, chuckling at your laughter. But with both of your laughter dying down, Kuroo slowly bowed, his eyes locked with yours, “May I have this dance?”
Parking at his question, you nodded with a small side smile, allowing him to put his hand on your waist and bring you closer. With your free hand gently placed on his shoulder and lifted the other, the two of you began to waltz. Creating your tempo, the two of you circled the room. With his touch burning you, you tried to mask the shaky breath as you stared at him, and with him staring back at you with amusement that burned you inside as well.
Disgust filled your body as you stared back at him. Disgusted by how you are slowly wilted at the burn of his touch and stare. Disgusted at how to quicken you lost yourself in his dark brown eyes, as the two of you waltzed, not noticing how with each step the two of you became closer. A point where whenever either of you breathed in, your chest would brush against each other. Oh, how you wished you wanted to pull away but the way you enjoyed the burning was stronger than your strength to do so.
With the two of you slowly coming to a halt, you only started up at him, looking up at him as a deer. “See,” Kuroo gave you a side smile, unintentionally tightening the hold of your waist, “you danced wonderfully.”
And unknown to either of you, the candle has been lit.
“Am I, interrupting?”
Parking your ears as you heard the familiar soothing voice, you turned around and away from Kuroo’s arms. A bright, wide smile appeared on your face as you saw Kita standing by the door, looking at you with soft eyes. Picking the skirt of your dress, you hurriedly ran towards the knight, leaping onto him as you wrapped your arms around his neck, “Oh! How I missed you!”
“I missed you as well, Princess,” Kita chuckled at you, wrapping his arms around your waist, living you up, and twirling you around. Gently placing you down, Kita unravel his arms, his eyes memorizing how you grew more beautiful before he left. But feeling a harsh glare, Kita looked behind you and saw the man who replaced him. With the dark look, Kuroo's eyes narrowed at him with hatred, making Kita match his glare back at him.
“How many times must I tell you to call me (Y/n)?” Your voice broke him out of the trance, looking back at you with soft features that were reserved for you, and you alone.
“Once more as always, Princess,” He responded, a boyish smile appearing seeing you shyly looking down and then looking back at him. Kita ignored the mocking sounds that came from the person behind you and focused internally on you. “I am to leave just as quick as I had arrived, but I wished to see you before my departure.”
With a crestfallen expression on your face, Kita twitched his hand in restrain, keeping his composure. But his gentle smile quickly turned into annoyance as Kuroo sighed loudly, “Well, you saw her, goodbye.”
“Kuroo,” Kita said in annoyance, trying to keep a neutral composure on his face as he stared at his replacement.
“Kita.”
“I see you are still, here,” he paused, trying to stay civil in front of you. With Kuroo’s presence and his cocky demeanor, Kita wanted nothing more but to keep him away from you.
“Well, I am supposed to be around her, at all times,” Kuroo gave him a tight smile, “just as you taught me.”
Both of the men glared at each other, refusing to blink as if they were in a staring contest. With a deep sigh, you rolled your eyes at the two before stepping in front of the two, interrupting their contest, “Can you at least stay for a few more minutes? Please?”
With his eyes looking at you, Kita couldn’t find it in his heart to say no to your pleas. With a gently, soft smile, he nodded his head at you, offering his arm to you, “Shall we head to the fountain?”
“I would love to,” You softly smiled at him, your heart bursting as you accepted his arm. But before you denatured with Kita, you turned to look at Kuroo, “Shall we meet in the library? Say… in an hour?”
“Or we could meet at the training grounds?” Kuroo snipped back.
“I will see you in the library!” You replied, turning your head to look at him for a moment as you and Kita started walking to your gardens.
Watching as the two walked away, Kuroo only sighed, massaging the back of his neck as he walked back to the table with a mutter, “How could his face be so boring yet annoying?” Reaching the table, Kuroo’s eye scanned it in search of those delicious sandwiches, trying to snatch them before the maids could finish cleaning up the mess, but only to find none. “Where are the sandwiches?”
“You ate them,” the maid said with no hesitations, confused as to why he asked such a dumb question.
“All of them?”
“Who else would have?” She rolled her eyes, placing the teacups on a small trolly cart, before rolling it away.
“I need to control my temptations better…”
Arriving at the fountain, hidden away in your garden, the two of you passed the beautiful flower archway, leading to a space filled with the aroma of red roses, carnations, tulips, orchids, and peonies. The small heels of your shoes pattered against the cobbler stones that lead to the fountain, you smiled as you slowly moved your arm away from Kita. Turning to fully face him, your cheeks warmed as you saw his eyes soft and filled with admiration, “Please, inform me of your travels.”
“I’m afraid I cannot go into detail, my Lady,” brushing your hair away from your face, giving you a gentle smile as your smile dropped. “But, I can inform you that I have missed yours deeply. Please, tell me of your time.”
With the smile returned to your lips, you sat at the rim of the fountain with Kita following suit, “I believe it will be a bore to hear, but I have spent most of my time in preparation for the ball.”
“You are turning twenty,” Kita scanned you, trying to capture the memory of you, “and it is only right to celebrate what a fine woman you become.”
“Oh, how I missed your flattery,” You sighed dreamily. “Kuroo only annoys me and jest. And having him as my dance partner in practices, I’ve been miserable. I would feel… Dirty whenever we do.”
“Whatever do you mean, Princess?”
“A feeling…” You looked away, staring off as you remembered the dance from earlier. The way his hands burned your skin, leaving the sensation in your skin once he took his hands off of you. Remembering how not only did he leave a burning sensation on your skin but in your heart. A warm filling in your chest as you danced with him, a new feeling that you felt. “A feeling of burning yourself, you need cold water to ease the pain.”
“I see,” He hummed, pondering a way to help fix your predicament, “why not ask Suna to be your dance partner? He’s the only one of my men that stayed and not joined me.”
“I did,” You signed sincerely with a shudder, “but it seems his feet are not gracefully as he is with a sword.”
A deep chuckle erupted from Kita, making you smile as you bumped your shoulder with his, “Oh, I believe that.”
With both of your laughter dying, a sigh escaped from you as you looked at him with warmth. A whisper echoed breaking the silence between the two of you, “I have missed you Shinsuke.”
“I’ve missed ya as well.”
“How long will you be away?” You asked, knowing you will not like the answer.
A heavy sigh escaped his lungs, and tiredness filled his eyes as he thought about his orders, “As long as the King needs me to be.”
You turned to look at him, opening your mouth to speak but you bit your tongue, looking forward as you ponder what to say. Until a sudden realization that he could be away for longer, made you gather your courage. With a deep inhale, you turned to face the now young general, touching his forearm with your fingertips to ground you, “Then I believe I should say this, not wanting to regret if you are to be away for so long.”
“Princess.”
If only you had listened to his voice as he addressed you.
“My feelings that I harbor for you, it’s been years of longing for you that I love, I love you,” Your heart racing, hopefully, that he returned your feelings. I thought ran in your head that he must return your feelings. The way the two of you acted with each other so comfortably, the looks of yearning and love both of you shared. He must, right? So why…
When your eyes met him, your heart was struck with grief as you noticed he no longer have a soft look but rather the stoic look he would always give to others. Your body became frozen as fear swept through your body and soul Kita moved his arm away and scooted away from you, “You’re highness,” Kita breathed out, making you quickly look away and flinch your hand away and onto your lap. “I apologize for any miscommunication…But I am not ready for love. Your Highness, I do apologize…”
“No just…It is getting late.” You breathed, holding your head high as you trained your eyes away from the man next to you. “You did mention you are on a tight schedule.”
Slowly standing up, Kita took a step to be in front of you, and with a tight posture, bowed to you. Wishing you would look at him once again before he left. But you only avoid his eyes, merely giving him a nod and a tight smile, acknowledging his farewell. “Until then, Princess,” Kita whispered, masking the yearning in his voice as he slowly turned and walk away. His hands flexed and clenched together as he fought back the urge to walk back to you and say the words you want to hear.
Once you could no longer hear Kita’s steps crunching the grass and gobbler stones, you wrapped your arms around yourself as you curled, allowing the tears to fall down your face. Swallowing yourself in the pain of your heart tearing apart, a flame slowly died with each tear that fell.
With Kita arrived back to his men in the palace courtyard, ready to head out, he scanned the area, his eyes training to find a certain knight. But once he felt a familiar presence next to him, Kita knew he could stop his search, “Already leaving so soon?”
“Suna,” Kita's lips twitched to see the subordinate he left behind, “I was hoping to see ya before I left.”
“Yes, well I was doing the task you ordered me to do but I wanted to wish you a safe journey before you left,” Suna smirked, looking at his general with pride. “Also to give you a report, it’ll save me the time of writing it out and sending it.”
“Please do tell,” Kita nodded and started to head to his horse as he listened to what Suna had to say.
“Given the duty of spying on the Princess’s new bodyguard was no easy task,” he sighed, annoyance filling his voice. “He’s good at what he’s doing and knows when he’s being followed. There are multiple times when I would lose him or he was close to finding me. It’s almost as if he’s taunting me.”
“But when it comes to protecting the Princess?” Kita asked, arriving at his horse and checking the saddle is secure before mounting it.
“It depends,” Suna shrugged, smirking when Kita snapped his neck to look at him. “When it comes to her well-being, yes. When it comes to her emotions, both try to ruin each other. It’s quite hilarious at times if I’m being honest. Both of them needed to be humble in some areas.”
With a heavy sigh, Kita only shook his head, hearing enough from what Suna had to see, “As long as he is protecting her and her honor, all is well. Do keep me updated and inform me if anything happens. There’s something about him I do not like.”
“Of course, General.”
Giving Suna a firm nod, Kita turned to look at the doors of the castle, looking in hope to see you running through it and wishing him and his men a safe journey. But a downcast expression fell on his face, knowing you were not coming. “Is everything all right General?” Suna asked, following his eyesight. “Are you waiting for someone?”
“No,” Kita responded, unknowingly answering both questions instead of one, “We must get going. Farewell Suna, please continue to watch over them.”
“Yes, sir,” Suna saluted, walking away before saying. “Good luck on catching the rebels. I believe you’re going to need it.”
“I swear, if that brat ran off somewhere else,” Kuroo muttered, walking around the cable corridors in search of you. After staying in the library for more than an hour, waiting for you as you instructed him to do (something he regrets), he decided to search for you. Going to different gardens around the castle that had fountains, he has yet to find you. Now trying his luck in different places, his annoyance (and worried) growing with each room he checks.
But in his journey of searching for you, he saw two of you ladies in waiting in what seemed to be in a middle of a casual walk. “Lady Kiyoko! Lady Yachi!” Kuroo spoke loudly, gaining their attention as he jogged to them. “Have you seen your mistress?”
“Kuroo,” Kiyoko greeted him, before looking at Yachi with a confused look. “She’s supposed to be with you.”
“Well,… Yes,” Kuroo hesitated with the answer before rolling his eyes as he explained, “but it seems Kita has returned and they both went off to talk privately. But she asked to meet in the library but it’s been over an hour.”
“She’s probably still with General Kita,” Yachi stated, “it has been months since they have seen each other.”
“Kita and his men had already left,” He stated back, “I noticed them leaving not too long ago while searching for the brat.”
“The Princess,” Kiyoko emphasized the title, narrowing her eyes at him as Kuroo once again rolled his eyes, “is probably pouting and sulking at his departure. Have you checked her chambers?”
“I am not that draft to not check it,” Kuroo sighed, running his hands through his hair. “Just help me look for her.”
“Very well,” Kiyoko sighed, “have you checked her garden?”
“…She has her garden?”
“I’ll take that as a no…”
“We will search for her there,” Yachi instructed, “you will continue to search for her inside the castle. She could have gone to her study since she needs to prepare for her history lesson.”
“I shall,” Kuroo nodded, “I’ll send word if I find her and if you shall found her before I, please retrieve me. I don’t want another scolding from Lady Daphne or her father.”
“One of us shall retrieve you,” Kiyoko nodded, assuring him. “Now go.”
With Kuroo separating from them, he quickly went in the direction of your chambers, cursing himself as to why he forgot to check if you could have been there. The two ladies both watched his back, sighing at the sight, “He does know the study is in the other direction, Kiyoko?”
“Men,” Kiyoko rolled her eyes, turning on her heel and walking to your garden, “they are too stubborn to admit they did not do something.”
Arriving at the entrance of your private gardens, Kiyoko and Yachi hurried through the walkway stones and soft grass to arrive at the archway. There they both catch their breaths, slowly peaking their heads in hopes to see you well. But their breaths hitched in their throat, seeing you on the ground as your arms and head lay against the rim of the fountain. Quickly picking the skirts of the dress, they rushed towards your side, dropping to either side of you.
“My lady!” Both Kiyoko and Yachi yelled in worried, wrapping their arms around you as you wept. “What has happened?”
You slowly raised your head, you did your best to calm yourself as you started blankly at the water. Listening to the water spurting out so calmly, you focused on the sound to help ease your tears. Watching as the water ripped in effect, you gathered your voice, speaking in a horse manner, “Notify the gardener that I wish to change the flowers in this space.”
“Of course,” Yachi gulped, looking at Kiyoko with confusion.
“I want white and yellow chrysanthemum,” You started, trying to keep your voice steady. But with each word, you fail to do so, “Lilies, cyclamen, and hyacinth. Especially purple hyacinth. I want them surrounding… this area…”
“I will notify them,” she replied, her heart sank with your words. “But let us take you to your chambers and get you washed up.”
“No,” You cried out as you let go a breath, “I wish… to stay here.”
Placing your head back down, hiding in your arms, you allow the tears to fall down your face, no longer fighting them back. Your body shake with each cry you let out, your mind racing as you thought back to all your moments with Kita. Rethinking every moment, every conversation, the time you both spent. Was everything all in your head? Were you always misreading what you assumed were signs of his affection?
“Yachi,” Kiyoko whispered, pushing you gently in her arms as she tried to soothe you. “Please notify Kuroo that we have found her. Perhaps, he can persuade her to retreat to her chambers.”
Yachi quickly nodded her head, looking at you once more with worry in her eyes as her heart ached as you cried out, “I’m a fool.”
“Yachi,” Kiyoko broke her trance. “Go, I will comfort her.”
With her trance broken, Yachi quickly stood and run.
“Well, at least I know she’s not here…”
Kuroo stood in the middle of your room, scanning it as he had his hands on his waist, plucking his lips to the side as he thought to do next. With a deep sigh, the thought of giving up on searching you came across his head until he notice a leather-bound book sitting peacefully on your desk. With the book open to the most recent page, Kuroo's eyebrow raised with curiosity. Slowly stalking towards your desk, Kuroo eyes the door carefully, hoping no one would arrive. Arriving at your desk, Kuroo carefully traced the page with his finger, as he read the words.
Today was no different from before. But, I have been accustomed to Kuroo, who is slowly no longer sufferable. Which only means I have lost my mind or lost any care of my well-being, or both. But something different did happen today. It started normally just like any other day, but when it came to the middle of the day, Kuroo and I argued about where to go to spend our time. I wished to go to the library and enjoy the peace and tranquillity nature it provided as I read. But of course, the crazy brute wished to go to the training ground, wanting to keep his “physique”.
“Did she put quotations? Has she seen my sculptured body?”
And when we compromised on reading at the training grounds as Kuroo trained, there were moments I could not concentrate on the book. I couldn’t stop my eyes from looking at Kuroo. How his arms would flex, and how his body turns for some odd reason made me-
“Kuroo!”
Quickly hearing his name being yelled, he snapped the book closes, alerted as he turned to look at who had caught him. Seeing Yachi, at the door, chest heaving as she leaned against the door, trying to catch her breath, Kuroo rushed out, “What?”
“We have…” Yachi breathed, struggling to talk as she heaved. “We have found her. She’s…”
Instantly relaxing as Yachi not questioned what he was doing, Kuroo waited for her to finish her sentence, not caring that she was struggling to speak due to her running. “She’s?…”
“Give me a moment,” Yachi breathed out, catching her composure. “She is in her private garden, by the fountain.”
“Well,” Kuroo nodded, blinking at her as he walked to the door, “you make that sound as if I know where that is…”
“Right,” Yachi nodded with a tight smile. “I shall show you where, but the princess is unwell.”
“Of course, she is,” Kuroo muttered. “What happened?”
“Well,” Yachi sighed, hurried out of your room, and Kuroo followed her. “We found her crying. Poor thing was weeping with eyes red with tears and her voice barely there. And she asked us to change the flowers.”
“She’s upset about the flowers?” Kuroo concluded.
“No,” Yachi shooked her head, quickening her pace. “The flowers she asked represent one of mourning and heartbreak. I believe something must have happened to General Kita.”
“Just show me where she is,” Kuroo sighed, following Yachi, “I don’t want to be punished for not keeping my eye on her.”
Arriving at the fountain, Yachi quickly rushed back down to you, seeing you clinging onto Kiyoko as you cling onto her. Kuroo only stood at the entrance, watching as not Yachi and Kiyoko did their best to soothe you. But their words could not reach you, as you were already passed out from all the crying. Only sniffles escaped from you, as your head lay on Kiyoko.
“Kuroo,” Kiyoko noticed him at the entrance, “it would be better if she is in her bed resting. We will prepare her some tea and food when she wakes.”
Only nodding at her, Kuroo moved towards them. Carefully picking you up in his arms, seeing the dried tears on your cheeks, Kuroo knew how hard you were crying. Scanning you, he noticed there was nothing noticeable that would mean harm was done to you. So as they all walked out of the garden, Kuroo raised the question, “Why was she crying.”
“She confessed,” Kiyoko answered sullenly. Her eyes were downcast as she heavily. “She confessed her affection to General Kita.”
“The flowers,” Yachi gasped. “Is that the reason she asked for”
“Yes,” Kiyoko sighed. “And it has seemed he did not return her affection.”
“Idiot,” Kuroo muttered to himself, glancing down at you in his arms. He didn’t feel anything as he looked down at you, no remorse, no pity. Just nothing as he watched you sleep in his arms. But he did feel a bit worried when he could find you. But that was mainly due to he did not want to face the punishment of your father. Right?
Nolan: Can you just stop for 2 fucking seconds? I get it. This dry sarcastic thing is your comfort spot but I just want one fucking straight answer! I’ll play your mind games most of the time but can you take a break because I’m not in the mood right now.
Nathan: It's almost like you're beginning to realize you don't like who I am. Who could have seen that coming?
Matchup? I'm a straight 6'2 female. I'm smart, mannered and super silly with tons of jokes (but I can chill the goofiness) Alot of people consider me neat and nice. I'm passive and avoid arguments. My favorite color is any shade of blue and I love writing! Ty~
God u sound so cute AA A A
I ship you with...
Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu
He thinks about his amazon/goddess gf all the TIME stuff like “baby u are so tall.... look at you giving the best hugs in the world for free... ilysm....” would come out of his mouth before he can even help himself, he truly loves the strong independent I’m a funny and wonderful lady vibe you carry ( idk if you have ever watched shera and the princess of power, but there’s one character called Scorpia and she’s you. She deserves the world and so do you) he looks up to you a lot! He really likes that you are intelligent and always comes for you for advices, trusts your judgment and knows you only means the best even if you disagree with him. You would be great for him since he is a bit of a hot head and you would calm him down, out some sense into him and show that not everything has to end on a fight. ( btw Kirishima LOVES YOU ( not like tetsu but you two are good buds you 3 hang out a lot!!!!)) tetsu in the beginning of the relationship would be a bit bashful to show up his feelings and stuff, but whenever he’s around you he just can’t ignore the butterflies in is tummy and the feeling of “I GOTTA DO SOMETHING SO SHE CAN BE HAPPY” just doesn’t goes away until. He does something lmao, he started acting on his feelings a lot more and now it’s just so normal / natural for him to pick you up, give you at least 24 hugs per week, heart eyes emoji all the way, he knows everyone has flaws but your good side just shines so bright he sort of forgets that you arent 1000% perfect? Cuz practically whenever you are together he thinks you are The Perfect Woman and he feels so lucky to have you ❤️
