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𝓣—en minutes into the ride and Kenma was already panicking; and no it wasn't just because of Kuroo's very, very, very reckless driving. It was because of the fact that Kuroo was going out of his way to drive over every single speed bump, pot hole, dent, anything in the road that he could find to make the car bounce up and down.
Why was this a bad thing? It was a bad thing because [Y/n] was on top of him, bouncing along with the car. The first two times it was fine, he could handle [Y/n] bouncing up and down on him. But the third? And forth? And fifth? Now they were pushing it.
"Kuroo, I know you're in a rush but maybe you can...slow down?" [Y/n] was fearing for her life right about now. She would have never agreed to get in the car if she knew this is what he had in mind.
"I'm not even going that fast." Kuroo stabbed the clutch, hit the gas, and turned a hard left.
There was nothing keeping [Y/n] in place so she grabbed onto Kenma's thigh for security, apologizing afterwards.
