~Playboy~ |Kuroo x Reader|

Playboy

Kuroo POV

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I watched her walk away as I just looked down at Kenma, he normally doesn't talk that much with anyone.
Let alone a girl, that was new completely.

"What's wrong?"
He questioned me since it seemed he noticed me staring at him with wide eyes.
"She's a Gamer and a volleyball player?"
"She answered that before."
"How?"
"She plays games and plays volleyball."
"That's not what I meant!"

I huffed, Kenma was actually seeming to enjoy himself slightly seeing my frustration.
"You'd get along with her, she's like a mini you."
I gasped at his statement with my skin going pale and my eyes wide.

"How?! She's nothing like me!"
"She's stubborn, determined, and she's good at games and volleyball."
"I-I'm not good at games."
I crossed my arms in a slight pout, then I saw the unthinkable.

Kenma laughed.
He actually laughed.

"You seem to like her."
"I just met her! How would that even work?!"
"She stole a spike from you, and you were speechless."
"Fine."
I continued my pouting as I heard the coach blow the whistle saying practice was over.
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We walked back to Kenmas house, it wasn't that far from the school so it was an easy walk.
I rested my hands on my head while Kenma played his game as usual.
His house was unlocked and there were a few bags sat by the door, I figured those were (y/n) since Kenma said she was staying with us.

"Don't touch her stuff."
He warned as he walked into the kitchen and grabbed some chips, I followed behind him back up to his bedroom.
Lucky it was really big since he was the only child he got practically a master bedroom to himself.
That's why he can spend so much time on his games and not be stressed at all.

He had his pc set up in the corner, this time when we walked in I heard a bit of commotion coming from his pc chair.
"Twistz I told you I've got it handled!"
(Y/n) was on Kenmas computer, I was in complete shock since he never even let me touch his pc.
"(Y/n) how's the match?"

Kenma asked her as she glanced back with a large smile on her face.
"Pretty easy Twistz can't seem to hit a shot to save his life though."
I heard someone screaming through the headset while she talked as she just rolled her eyes playfully and leaned back as the match ended.

"I'll be going guys, I'll see you tomorrow. I'm allowed to wear what I want tomorrow right? Uh-Huh, yea, I know already, alright see ya."

She finished as she put Kenmas headset down and swiveled in his chair.
"Sorry I used your pc Kenma, I wanted to get a few more matches in before tomorrow."
She got up and stretched, she was wearing just a bra and leggings which rode up when she did.
(Shown in Cover)

Kenma didn't seem phased at all by this he just kept a blank expression on his face.
"It's fine, boost my account next time."
He said simply as she nodded and went to sit down on his bed.

"So how was your practice?"
She questioned while Kenma sat down on his chair and I went to sit beside her on the bed.
"It was fine."
Kenma answered one his usual tone, I just glared lightly at him.
"What about you playboy?"
She smirked and giggled softly while she said that looking directly at me.

"Playboy? Where'd you get that from?"
"Well you're tall, cute and you're a Captain so I'd assume you're a playboy."
She explained while she leaned back and rested her arms behind her neck.
Kenma chuckled for a moment at her comment before focusing back on the game she was previously playing.

"I'll have you know I'm not a playboy!"
I insisted as she just kept giggling and finally looked up at me.
"Well that's a surprise sorry for judging you then."
I grinned at this while I met her gaze, she was smiling to herself now.
"It's fine, I'd guess you get hit on all the time."
"I do, honestly kinda hate it."
"Hate it?"
"Yea people call me for cheating or aimbot, just cause I'm a girl and I play professionally so."