𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐲

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" I heard from some people from the grounds talking about a cheerleading squad coming here?" sakusa said, looking at the redhead laying on his stomach in the bed while swinging his legs playfully.



" So?" the ginger responds, which cause for the mask boy to pout cutely.



" You're not jealous? that I'm talking about girls?" he grumbled.



without even looking behind to him, he continues to play with his phone, " No? Why would I get jealous?"




the curled-haired boy raised a brow, a small smirk crept into his lips, " You're right. Why would you get jealous?"



" Then, you don't mind me talking with another girl?"




" No? I mean, I'm not your dad to not even allow you to talk to girls."




" Touch other girls?"




" A germaphobic like you? low chance."




" Kiss other girls?"





" You're gay."





" OH C'MON! How do you get jealous?" Sakusa grunts and flop beside the ginger, smacking his ass was the first thing he did before completely latching onto him.



" Probably lowkey. I'm not the type of person who would get aggressive and violent because of jealousy." the redhead was unusually very serene regardless of the boy's hand squeezing his ass. Sakusa wonders why.



" But what if the jealousy's too much?" the curled-haired boy asks, going over the redhead's body and flop abruptly, making the ginger under him squeak.



" I kill them." the ginger grunts while trying to get the boy off his back, " YOU'RE DAMN HEAVY, YOU PIG! GET OFF!!"



" Then, will you marry me?"



" Why?"



" Cause why not?" the mask boy hugged his petite body, hands going under his shirt, massaging and pinching his skin, " We'll make 300 babies."


" WHEN WILL YOU STOP?? HOW HIGH IS YOUR STAMINA, YOU DAMN PERVERT?!"



Sakusa brought his huge hand under the redhead's shorts, " Infinite. I promise you I'll be gentle."


" WE'RE NOT DOING IT!"


" We are. I'll try to not tear your hole."


" YOU WILL! AND YOU WILL BREAK MY STOMACH, YOU DAMN 12 INCHES HORSE!"

















Kuroo was wandering/roaming around the accommodation alone, going from room to room to pass time.


" Oh! Kurobro! come in come in!" the owlhead greeted happily, pulling the bedhead captain in his and akaashi's room.


" What made you come here, Kuroo? We don't have Hinata." Akaashi asked while laying on his bed and switching the channels on the screen.



" Nothing. Just wanna kill time. I've been to some rooms before here but I still get bored for no reason." sighing, the bedhead captain flop on Bokuto's bed, and he felt Bokuto flop on top of him.



not even a minute when Bokuto stood up to go to the refrigerator and get the ice cream he sneaked in when he and akaashi went out to buy ONLY a few shirts for their training. But instead, they ended up going to the supermarket.


The owlhead tossed one to Kuroo and one to Akaashi, and he opened his own. He noticed the bedhead captain staring at the ice cream he gave to him, " What's wrong?"


" You do know I hate vanilla." the boy said, not moving his eyes off the ice cream.


" Let's switch." akaashi said while handing his own ice cream that he hadn't open yet.


the bedhead tossed the ice cream cup and took the ice cream from akaashi's.



the two noticed that the boy's yet again staring at the ice cream cup. Snickering, Bokuto asked, " What's wrong?"


" Are you two playing with me?? this is still vanilla!"


" Ah sorry. I only bought three vanilla flavored ice cream." Bokuto childishly grins at him with the plastic spoon in between his lips.



Kuroo whipped his head to Akaashi, who was quietly watching tv while eating the ice cream, " What are you up to?"


" I thought you would get the hint." the setter paused the movie [ net.favorite movie ] and turned to the bedhead, " You still haven't heard?"


" Heard what exactly?"



Bokuto deliberately fell on the bed, " Your school cheerleading squad. They're coming here. Obviously your girlfriend—ex girlfriend's gonna come."















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