y/ns pov

I threw on some random, cute clothes, grabbed a bucket hat off the hook so I could cover my hand and ran downstairs with my socks.

"y/n? where are you going?" Hiro asked, popping around the corner with his shirt off and an apron strung around his neck.

"Uhm, I have to go see kuroo about something. I'll be right back! love you, sorry for telling you to go away, I'm just stressed out!" I apologized, running past him and straight to the door, snatching my shoes off the floor before bolting outside.

I made my way to the mall first, my broken phone shoved in my pocket with my sim card in my hand.

I ran into the store and bought a phone, running back out whilst shoving the Sim card in. there was one thing I couldn't live without and that was my phone. if my phone ever broke and I couldn't get another one... the end of my life right then and there.

once I made it to the front of the college, I put the bucket hat on since I was getting annoyed by the fabric on my hand and ran inside, looking around so I didn't bump into anyone.

I ran up the stairs, all the way up to kuroos dorm and knocked on it hurriedly.

the door opened to a yawning kuroo who looked a bit wide-eyed seeing me.

"why'd you get all dressed up?" he asked, letting me inside.

"I'm not! I always have to dress cute" I rolled my eyes jokingly, making my way to the kitchen.

"What did you need to talk about?" he asked, following behind me with his posture straightening a bit.

"I was gonna ask you that. why'd you call me so much?"

"I wanted to make sure that you were okay, I know kenma can get a bit-"

"bipolar? I figured that out before me and him even started dating."

I hopped up on the bench, taking the hat back off whilst sighing to myself.

I didn't even know why I came here, kuroo was just one of the only ones who knows and that wouldn't go ballistic and start threatening kenma.

I felt like he was the one that could comfort me, tell me everything's alright even when I know it's not. now that I'm thinking about it...I'm selfish.

"so, why did you wanna come here?" kuroo asked, pulling some juice out of the fridge before handing one to me. he was stood Infront of my body, me looking slightly taller since I was sitting on the bench.

"...I don't know. I'm starting to unlock a lot of emotions that I haven't really felt before and your the only person who won't go ballistic and try to baby me, giving me advice left and right... that sounds pretty selfish of me." my head swung low as I picked at the bandages on my hand.

"What happened there?" he asked, softly taking my hand to inspect it.

"I kind of got mad...like really mad and I smashed my phone and mirror" I explained half of it, pulling the broken phone out to show him.

"and I picked up a glass shard and kinda grazed my hand over it... I dont even know if I did it on purpose or not since I didn't even react, I just kind of watched it..." I explained, my eyes watching as he slowly unwrapped it. I felt my eyes start to water, the overwhelming feeling of guilt and hatred for myself taking over.

he unwrapped the whole thing, watching the deep cut with his brows furrowed. it wasn't bleeding anymore thankfully but his finger slowly followed the blood stain on my arm. he looked a bit mesmerised and kind of daydreamy... like he was here but his mind was just stuck in thought.

"your lucky you didn't cut a vein," he said monotonously, placing your hand down before making his way to the bathroom.

he pulled out a first aid kit, resting my hand on my thigh as he cleaned the wound properly before wrapping it up so it wasn't messy like how I did it.

"thank you" I smiled, looking at the bandaged hand in awe.

"let's talk. rant to me about everything. I won't judge, I won't give you advice unless you ask for it and I won't tell a single soul unless you tell me to." he smiled, looking up at me with his joyous aroma taking up the whole room.

I pulled him into a hug, his body now between my thighs as he hugged me back.

"did you want to eat something first? Hiro said that you haven't been out of your room to eat" he spoke, rubbing circles on my back as my eyes started to water, the stinging feeling of tears running down my cheeks made me scrunch my nose a bit.

"I just wanna stay like this for a while" I spoke just above a whisper, my voice cracking as I sobbed into his shoulder.

he lifted his head from my body, looking me in the eyes as I cried uncontrollably.

"y/n, it's gonna be okay. it's gonna get better eventually, you just have to be patient. just think about when your older, the most famous, worldwide fashion designer on earth! you'll be making clothes for the famous, have your clothes be on models as they walk down that stage thingy ma Bob..." he trailed off as I lift my head to look at him, the sparkles in his eyes were bright and filled with happiness.

"and you won't need a boy to make you happy, boys are just accessories that girls don't need. who needs a boyfriend when you have friends who will be there for you at any given time or day?" he finished, wiping a tear off my face with a soft smile.

it's true, I don't need a boy to make me happy but why does it feel like I do? all the men in my life are gone, the only ones who stayed were my friends.

"y/n, I know that kenma did something wrong but I can't ditch him because of it. I'm the only person hes had and still has since primary..." kuroo spoke, his hands on either side of my body as he plants his head on my chest.

"I know, I'm not telling you to ditch him...I just want you to tell me that he was wrong, to tell me that I deserve better. keep being friends with him, that's your business but... I want us to be friends as well..."

I spoke, a smile making its way to my face as he lifts his head.

"he is wrong, it's always been wrong but he won't tell me why he did it. he won't text, call or talk to you about it, it's stressing me out"

I started to pat his head as he laid it on my lap lazily. the silence took over, it wasn't awkward, more like...there are so many things I want to say but I can't.

"I'm sure that, when your older and you have a job, a wife, maybe kids if your up for it...you'll be happy...don't let stress get the best of you now. enjoy your life and good things might come faster."

lies. that was a lie. no matter how hard I waited, no matter how hard I tried to be happy, life fucked me over either way.

"I know you don't feel that way y/n" kuroo chuckled, looking up at me with a soft smirk.

"oh yeah? how so?"

"I can just tell, those were the most insincere words I've ever heard you say" he chuckled, lifting his face to mine with his hands on either side of my body. I returned a smirk, my non-bandaged hand making its way to his cheek, slowly rubbing it with my thumb.

"I'm never insincere. I always mean what I say" I smiled, kuroos face inching closer to mine.

"oh really now? why don't I believe you?"

"I don't know, why don't you tell me that yourself?"

our lips inched closer and closer to each other, soon connecting. his plump lips moved in sync with mine, a hand drawing shapes on my back along with his other hand squishing my thighs.

"kuroo, I forgot my- eh..." kenmas monotone voice spoke

"EAH" I screeched, quickly pushing kuroo away before hopping up off the bench and bolting it to someone's room.

kuroo just stood there with his fist to his mouth and a blush on his cheeks, not daring to look at kenma who watched me scurry away to someone's room.

normal pov

"...H-heyyy kenma buddy...Wh- whatttt...what are you doing here???" kuroo coughed out, leaning on the bench awkwardly.

"...besides seeing you lips my girlfriend-"

"she's not your girlfriend..." kuroo cut him off, a cringed Look on his face.

"what the fuck makes you say that?"

"you called yourself single, I was literally there? why aren't you with aishi" kuroo questioned, the blush soon fading as his face turned sort of annoyed?

"she's my new roommate" kenma informed, walking up to kuroo who looked down at him.

"that's great?"

"I know, have fun with y/n I guess" kenma muttered, walking away to kuroos room to grab his hoodie. he opened the door, automatically getting greeted by your figure laying on kuroos bed, playing with a chain of his.

"...where's my hoodie?" kenma asked with a sigh, hearing the scared squeak you let out before wrapping yourself in kuroos sheets.

"your hoodie isn't in there, go away, your scaring her" kuroo spoke, dragging the yellow-eyed boy out of the room before slamming the door shut.

I didn't know why I was so scared to be around him...actually, I did know. it was because I didn't want him to hurt me more than he has. the trust I put into him, vanished. there was nothing left.

he's chosen who he wants due to the conversation out there, his new roommate. Sakura aishi.

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