unapproachable ➢ 𝘵. 𝘰𝘪𝘬𝘢𝘸𝘢

chapter thirty three

"i was looking for the bathroom." kuroo finally speaks.

"that's not a good excuse." makki leans forward and places his head in his hands, his elbows rested near his knees.

"there was a line for the one downstairs!" kuroo replies.

"no, there wasn't." iwaizumi butts in.

"and how would you know?"

"i was sitting on the couch the whole time."

"any witnesses~?" kuroo pouts.

"yes." i say with a sigh.

they all look to me.

"i walked past iwa when going to find kenma."

"why were you going to find kenma?" kuroo pesters.

"we're working together." kenma says for me.

"what?! but when i asked if we could work together, you said no!" kuroo looks at kenma in disbelief.

"you're too suspicious for me."

"and she's not?" kuroo looks to me, then back at kenma.

what in the fuck did i do?

"no. she's the only one i can trust here."

"this is bullshit." kuroo throws his hands up in defense.

"we don't have a very good lead to accuse kuroo yet.." yamaguchi comes into the conversation.

"any information that can actual help would be nice." i throw my head back and rest it on the back of the couch.

"oh, sorry, not everyone's boss at this game like some people."

i look back up to tsukishima as he says that. my eyes narrow seeing the stupid smirk he has on his face.

"no one else?" nishinoya questions. we all shake our heads. "alright, another twenty minutes on the clock."

we all get up from the couch again, but before i can regroup with kenma, kuroo stands in front of me.

"what could you possibly want." i raise an eyebrow.

"we should stick together~"

"no. you sound like oikawa."

"i know you did not just compare me to him." kuroo looks down to me in disbelief.

"i did, now move." i push him out of my way and go over to kenma.

"we should follow kuroo." kenma quietly says to me.

"true.. that was the second time yahaba mentioned him."

kenma nods and we go off to find kuroo. coincidentally, he's walking through the dining room and towards the stairs with watari and daichi.

"caught red handed." kenma says.

"not yet. we have to see who comes down."

"smart."

kenma and i go into the kitchen and peek our heads out to the dining room, far enough to still see the stairs.

"boo!"

i slightly jump, turning around and slap whoever popped up behind us. turns out it's makki with mattsun right behind him.

"shit, that hurt!" makki cups his cheek and stands up straight.

"dude, i told you she'd slap you!" mattsun bursts out laughing.

"why'd you do that-" i look at makki, unamused.