Haikyuu Angst - Haikyuu x Reader (HIATUS)

ᴋᴜʀᴏᴏ ᴛᴇᴛsᴜʀᴏ | Same Love

A Continuation of ᴋᴜʀᴏᴏ ᴛᴇᴛsᴜʀᴏ|Old Memories

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"It was just too unfair!"

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Y/N POV

I still remember our sudden encounter from weeks ago.

When our eyes gazed at each other for the first time in ages, I felt a strum of happiness appear in my heart.

It was such a nice feeling... that it became so awkward between us.

"Y/N..."

I snap out of my thoughts as I look over to Kuroo.

He was holding my hands so firmly.

He looked at me in which he chuckled.

"Since when have you've been clumsy when crossing the street?"

I looked at him confused before realizing I almost crossed when the lights were still red.

I slightly blushed at my attitude while I bowed to Kuroo repeatedly.

"Hey! Don't need Y/N. I'm happy to be your protector."

He smiled.

He continues to grab my hand as the lights turn green.

"Here we go!"

Kuroo pulls my hand as he leads the crossing.

I gazed at his back as I tried to catch up with his fast pace.

Even if our reunion started up awkwardly, our relationship quickly escalated to our previous relationship.

"And... Y/N..."

Kuroo spoke to me as we walked through the neighborhood.

"If those girls still dare to pick on you, just call and I'll be there."

Kuroo said with a confident tone.

Yes... He knows about my bullying from school.

Ever since then, he has always been by my side.

Every day, before and after school, he would always wait at the gate and accompany me home.

"Here we are."

We finally arrived home.

"Well, bye-bye. See you tomorrow, Y/N."

He waved goodbye as he started walking home.

But as he was taking another step, I grabbed his sleeve and gently pulled it.

As usual, he quickly turns around.

I wrote something in a small notebook from my pocket.

'I want to introduce you to my mom. It would be a shame if she couldn't meet the volleyball maniac she once knew.'

I smiled, purposely nickname him a ridiculous name.

I let Kuroo read them until the end. His expression slowly changes as he appears to smirk.

He softly tackled me in which we joke around like when we were kids.

After a little fun, we went inside the house and was greeted by my mother.