《ᴅᴇꜱɪɢɴᴇʀ||ᴋ.ᴋᴏᴢᴜᴍᴇ †》chapter 1†
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"y/nnnnnnnn!" Remy called you from down the hall, causing you to stop and turn to her.
"What happened?"
"You said you were gonna tell me if you made it in!" She whined, her eyes narrowing as she grew impatient.
"Oh, right. Yeah, I did" you shrugged, going to walk away from her.
"Y/n, there's something elseeee!" she whined, stopping in front of you with her arms spread out in an attempt to block your path.
"Uh, yeah?" You questioned with a light laugh, tilting my head at her.
"i got told that I have to move dorms so I won't be your roommate anymore!" She explained with a slight frown
"Oh? Why's that? Are we too loud at night?" You questioned, the corner of your lips turning up as you smirked at her bright red face.
"Don't say it like that! It sounds like we did the dirty!" she covered her face in embarrassment making you giggle at her nervousness.
"don't be so nervous, I might think you that you didn't enjoy it. but I know you did" I shrugged
"stooooopppp!" she shoved her hand in your face, turning to your smirking figure.
"So who's my new roommate?" You asked, lifting her head with your finger.
"stop it. Apparently, you can share rooms with the opposite genders which i find weird as hell" she shrugged and you give her a nod, rubbing her cheek with your thumb.
"Stop ittttttt-aaaa! my roommates gonna be some buff guy with black spikey hair so we're probably gonna be switching roommates or something since the school dorms are filled to the brim!" She smiled and you nod your head slowly, pulling your hand away from her blushing face whilst cocking a brow to yourself.
"How odd" you mumbled before Remy bid her farewells, heading to her new dorm.
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"Wait, Remy. What dorm am I in now?" You asked, turning to her figure that was already down the hall.
"YOUR IN THE SAME ONE!" She yelled back and you make an 'o' shape with your mouth, heading to your room.
When you made it back, you placed your bag down, grabbed your keys and opened the door, walking in with all your bags. you were hit by a sudden smell of unfamiliar Cologne, it smelt musky and kinda gross...
'uh,' you thought, heading inside before taking your shoes off, placing them neatly by the door.
You went to the kitchen slowly, placing your jacket on the couch and snatching an apple from the fridge, placing an AirPod in your ear whilst humming to the music softly as you went to your room.
As you were walking, you were staring down at your phone not paying attention to what was ahead until you feel your feet suddenly hit something.
You looked up at a boy around 6'3 and you gave him a small smile
"Hello, I'm l/n y/n, your new roommate?" You introduced, taking an AirPod out before pausing your music.
"Oh, I'm not the roommate, Just the roommate's friend! It's nice to meet you, I'm kuroo testurō!" the black, spiky-haired boy grinned and you nod softly.
"Your Remy's roommate I presume...take care of her, make sure she eats and drinks." You said with a worried tone and he pats your head unexpectedly.
"Don't worry, I have it handled. I'll take great care of her!" He declared with a big grin.
"shes like a child, let her be but don't let her get her way with too much," you stated with a serious tone and he nods in response, a chuckle leaving his lips.
"Oh uh, your roommate's name is kozume kenma. He's still collecting his clothes from the old dorm, make sure he eats too. He can be a bit...how do I put this...bitchy... Yes, bitchy. If you hear him start yelling, he either died, someone cheated or he's a sore loser and can't man up. Don't mind it but if you're incredibly focused on something, hit him. Grab his hair and pull him to the floor-"
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"I don't think that'll be necessary, I know how to get someone to shut up without any violence" you gave a light chuckle.
"I see. Right, I'll get going now! I need to meet this Remy, what's her last name so I don't have to skip straight to a first-name basis?" He asks, putting his hands in his pocket.
"Sashimi, Remy sashimi. Just call her Sachi or something" you responded and he gave you a small nod, walking past you.
"Oh, here's my number. Call me if kenma gets...out of hand...or if you wanted to go out sometime!" he smirks and you take the number out of his hand, placing it in your pocket.
"Bye now," you said blankly, walking to your room.
"Bye y/n" he called, walking out of the door
'well, that's another name I won't even try to remember again' you thought with an eye roll, placing all your stuff down before walking over to your sewing machine and sitting on the stool, humming to the music that played through your AirPods. You were sewing and stitching a dress for your mom's wedding that was in a couple of weeks.
About an hour into sewing,
You decided to take a break and stepped outside of your room until You heard a sudden grunt coming from the living room causing you to tilt your head in confusion. You started to walk down the hall and into the living room just to see a boy, just a little taller than you, trying to balance some boxes in his arms.
"Oh uh...I'll help," you spoke quickly, speed walking over to him before grabbing the first 2 boxes and walking to his room
"O-oh? Okay, thanks?" He replied softly, you ignored him and kept walking, not being bothered to respond.
"Did you need help unpacking?" You asked softly, turning to him. He placed the boxes down and looked at you, his eyes were beautiful, you couldn't take your eyes off of them.
"Could you? I won't be able to get this done by myself" he questioned, opening one of the boxes that had his clothes in it.
"Sure" you shrugged also opening one of the boxes, it was filled with books and random mangas that you haven't read yet.
"Where do you want me to put the books?" You asked, picking the box up.
"Oh I have a desk for that, kuroos bringing it tomorrow so just leave that," he stated, glancing at the box before turning back.
You hummed in response, placing it back down and opening another one filled with random supplies and decorations
'are those condoms...' you thought, picking the box up while you snickered.
"What?" He asked, looking over at you before noticing the box in your hand. he leapt for it, snatching it from your hand as you started to tear up from laughing too much.
"Keep your mouth shut" he states, chucking them on his bed.
"Thick in the dick, I see" you snickered causing him to smile slightly, scoffing at your comment before responding.
"You could say that" he smirked, folding all of his clothes.
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