Like clockwork, the bell rang to signal end of second class and you pulled a face.
“We just skipped second class to get freaky in the equipment shed,” you said to Kuroo as he pulled back from you and you slipped your foot back inside your panties and slid them up then adjusted your skirt and shirt.
“I make no apologies,” Kuroo smirked, adjusting his raging boner in his pants.
“Did you want help with that?” you asked, gesturing to his dick.
“I’d love to say yes, but we had better get to third class otherwise the teachers will get suspicious,” he replied.
“Ok well, thank you for the quickie. That was amazing,” you said with a grin as you reached up to kiss his cheek.
“Next one won’t be as quickie,” he smirked, chasing your lips so he could kiss on the mouth.
“I look forward to it then,” you replied with an amused look in your eye, after the kiss, as you and Kuroo headed for the shed door to head back to third class.
“I did try and do the flirty text things that you said you wanted… from that list… but it ended up being a little more,” Kuroo said, scratching the back of his head and grabbing his shirt that he had left draped over one of the benches along the wall of the gym.
“I’m not complaining,” you replied with a chuckle, “that was hot as fuck.”
“Good, see you after school, yeah? Come to the gym. I have practice for the game that’s coming up tomorrow.”
“Ok, cool, see you then,” you said before turning and skipping off back to class.
The teacher pulled you aside as you got back into the room and you quickly made up a story about having terrible diarrhea… to which he was happy to let slide as he didn’t want any details.
After school that day you happily walked back to the gym and entered, making your way along the wall to sit next to Kenma who was, once again, on his phone playing his games.
“Hey,” you greeted him.
He nodded, eyes still glued to his phone.
“Got a game coming up with Fukurōdani,” you commented to him, “you beat them before, right?”
Kenma nodded again, furiously smashing buttons as his game character fought a monster.
“Think you’ll win again this time?”
“Possibly,” he said in a soft voice, setting his hand down for a second in his lap- waiting for it to reload after he lost to the monster, “Kuro is always at his best when you’re around.”
Your heart flipped in your chest and you smiled and looked away.
“Oh… is that so?” you mumbled.
“He has liked you for a long time. I can tell,” Kenma divulged.
“Are you spilling my secret?” Kuroo asked as he sauntered over with ball under one arm, “come on, pudding head, we have practice to do now. I’ve just been told my senior is coming today to watch us.”
“Your senior?” you asked Kuroo.
He nodded. “Dabi Todoroki. He was the captain when I was vice.”
“Oh! Yeah, you mentioned him before, he’s at Kappuru college now?”
“Yep. That’s him,” Kuroo replied.
“It’ll be nice to meet him then,” you said.
“It won’t,” Kuroo chuckled, “get ready for a lot of sarcasm and sexually charged jokes.”
“I’m used to you so it should be fine,” you replied with a smirk, “I can hold my own against sarcastic people.”
“Mmm,” he hummed, jerking his head for Kenma to get up and follow, “come on, Nekoma needs its brain.” He spoke to his teammate.
“I’d much rather be playing my game,” Kenma replied in a dull voice as he slowly made his way onto the court.
You sat down to watch them practice, your eyes being drawn to Kuroo’s thighs constantly.
“If only I could have a bite of those…” you thirsted internally.
While you were busy ogling your man, a hooded figure walked into the gym from the door on the other side of the building and you looked up at him.
From what you could see, the person had a lot of scars and piercings on his face and you watched as he sauntered to the back wall and leaned up against it with hands in pockets.
“Is this their senior, I wonder?”
No one seemed to have noticed the guy yet, so they kept practicing and he kept quiet until they called a break.
“Oi,” he suddenly called sharply to Kuroo, who had stepped back off the court and was wiping his brow of the sweat.
Kuroo looked back over his shoulder then smirked.
“Oho ho ho, you decided to sneak in, captain,” he teased.
The hooded arrival gave Kuroo a lopsided smirk and pushed off the wall then took has hand from his pocket to slap palms with Kuroo- the pair doing an elaborate greeting that obviously had been something they used to do frequently.
“I wasn’t expecting you to sneak in,” Kuroo said, “your mouth usually enters before you do.”
“I’m a changed man,” the hooded man replied, pushing his hoody off to reveal black spikey hair.
“Doubt it,” Kuroo teased before turning to his teammates and calling them over to introduce the guy, “team, this is last years captain… Dabi.”
The team gave a polite greeting to Kuroo’s senior and Dabi smirked.
“Got them on a tight leash, Kuroo, they seem like well-behaved guys.”
“Much more than you were, yes,” Kuroo replied, “it was us that had to keep you in line.”
“Suffering from long term memory loss, Kuroo?” Dabi teased, “one too many balls to the head.”
“You can blame Lev for that,” Yaku jeered.
“What? What have I done?” Lev asked, not quite following the conversation.
A smattering of giggles and chuckles coursed through the team and you smirked.
Suddenly Kuroo’s eyes were on you.
“Got someone else I want you to meet too,” he said to Dabi, his amber eyes never leaving you as he spoke to his ex-captain.
Your heart jumped in your chest and you tried not to let your flusteredness show as Dabi looked over at you as well.
“Oh wow?! His eyes are amazing!” you thought, “me, in an alternate timeline, would totally go for him.”
Both Kuroo and Dabi started walking over to you and you stood up and brushed your palms on the sides of your school skirt to make sure they weren’t sweaty.
“Uh… hey,” you greeted sheepishly, “I’m Y/N.”
“Or short stack… or girlfriend,” Kuroo added.
“Kuroo better be treating you well,” Dabi said to you, giving his ex-teammate a look.
“If you say ‘because if he’s not then I’ll do it for him’ I’ll knock you one,” Kuroo threatened.
Dabi let out a low chuckle. “You know me too well, Kuroo.”