It’s about YOU*•
Gen:Fluff!
Summary:In which Y/N studying quietly when bokuto is starring at her intensely making you distracted.
Warning:I dunno,ya’gotta have to find out😙
You were quietly reading a book for class in the library. You had been so absorbed that you had been completely unconscious of your surroundings for some minutes. When you felt yourself begin to return to reality(while still staring at the sea of words in front of you) You became conscious of a familiar sensation. Someone was keeping an eye on you.
You'd barely recognized the sensation when your gaze lifted to meet the amber eyes of the owlish boy in front of you.
"Bokuto!" you exclaimed whisper yelled at him. "What have I told you about staring at me like that?" He had decided to accompany you to the library after taking a few days off from practising. Despite the fact that he didn't appear to be interested in reading anything.
As he sat across from you, his face lit up with a broad grin. "You were looking extremely focused and cute," he responded.
You sighed heavily through your mouth.”thanks but what I’m trying to say is how long have you been standing there?”you said face palming yourself.
He made a small shrug. "I'm sorry for disturbing you. Like while I'm practising my great spikes, you don't disturb me.
Since he was so quiet, you were more worried that you might have missed him for a while as you focused your attention on him.
“W-What's up with that expression?” He yelled, "My spikes are awesome!" He swiftly pouted his lips while you grinned. You might have recognized Bokuto more from that.He literally forgot you guys were in the library.
"I see that dummy. How else did you end up as one of the country's top aces?"
"Exactly! Suddenly he paused. “What was the purpose of my argument? It was connected to you in some way.”
Half-listening, you turned a page in your book. You said "Oh yeah?"
He said, "Mhmm," still attempting to recall his line of thinking. “The focus is always on you.”
“Wai-always about me?”you said repeating what he said.
He gave a brief nod. "Aside from volleyball, you're all I can think about."
You asked, marking the page in your book, "Really?" What do you have to say about me, then?”
“How you're doing, the thoughts you're having, whether you miss me, how amazing and brilliant you are, how much I want to hold you and embrace you, and so on and so on.”
You abruptly said, moving over to put your palm over his mouth, "Okay, that's a lot." He observed that you were struggling with a quite powerful blush.
Your hand was softly withdrawn from his mouth. “Did I say something incorrectly?”
You said, "No, I just...didn't know you thought about me all the time."
"I do, of course. I love you.”
There was a little period of quietness between you as you both took his words in.
You blinked a couple of times”you….”
"No! I suppose I wasn't trying to...”He began wildly flailing his arms. “You don't have to respond, even though I did. I don't want to force you; I simply blurted it out without thinking, and I apologize if I offended you. I should have gone since I should have known this would happen.”
To get his attention on you, you grasped his face. You said back, "I love you too."
Bokuto blinked a couple of times,processing what you just said to him.
“H-hey,bokuto are you alright?”
Loudly, he screamed, "I KNEW IT!" His booming voice made you flinch, and you made useless moves to quiet him. "I was sure you did! I notified Akaashi! The best day of my life is right now.”
Bokuto shouted and screamed his joy as he sprinted through the mostly empty class corridors after being expelled from the library. You trailed him a few steps, glad to watch him have fun knowing you cared for him just as much as he did for you.
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Things I might turn into full fics later Pt. 1
Secret Agent! Kuroo x Dispatcher! Reader
So, this, uh, somehow, uh, like, quintupled in length from my original note, I don’t know how, but I guess my fingers slipped? Oops?
|| Part 1 || Part 2 || Part 3 ||
Kuroo, Bokuto and Iwaizumi are Team 1
You, Akaashi and Oikawa are their dispatchers, respectively
The six of you share a communication channel, but you have a separate one with Kuroo similar to how Akaashi and Bokuto have one, and Oikawa and Iwaizumi have one
Kuroo always teases you through your comms even when the others are listening. You never fail to say something snarky back to him or completely ignore him altogether—
“If I return successfully on this mission, will you give me a welcome back kiss as a reward, Y/N-chan?”
“Tch, as if.”
“Argh, get a room, you two lovebirds, you have a separate channel you know.” Cue Oikawa fake gagging.
– but he always somehow gets sweeter and more sensual when talking on your private channel:
It's super late into the night. Akaashi and Oikawa have gone to sleep and you're borderline dozing off. Your chair is fully reclined and your feet are propped up on the desk.
“Y/N? You still there, sweet?”
You jerk up, your chair almost folding you in half with how fast you tried to straighten it.
Hands flying to the keyboard, looking at each screen you have of their info, vitals, location, supplies, etc., “Yeah? Yeah, what do you need? Are you guys okay?” you make sure everything is still green
“Yeah, we’re good, I just wanted to hear your voice, Kitten.”
Kuroo was always a little more straightforward when it was late at night.
You hum and the heat travels to your cheeks as you recline
You can see him through the CCTV cameras Akaashi got into.
“Talk to me, Y/N-chan… So I don’t fall asleep on these snoring fools.” He chuckles and you see him crossing his hand across his chest.
His voice was much softer than his usual strong and commanding one, but it was nice in your ears, so you closed your eyes and took a breath
“Hmm,” You lean back into your chair, “Did I ever tell you how much I hated you—”
“—I think you say that every day. In fact, sweetheart, at this point, I think you mean I love you.”
You sputter out a disbelieving laugh, “I was going to say how much I hated you for always somehow being higher in rank than me!” You try to defend, “Always beating me by a few points even though I gave my 110 per cent!” your voice slowly rose as you finished the sentence.
Akaashi turns in his temporary futon on the floor between yours and Oikawa’s
Your hand whips to your mouth, but luckily, he’s still fast asleep and Oikawa’s sleeping like a log, sheets ruffled and tangled all sorts of ways around his legs.
“Well, it’s what I like about you.”
You frown, “What? That I can never surpass you?”
You hear his deep but soft rumble of a laugh, “No, sweetheart, the fact that you always give it your all. It’s why I put my full trust in you as my partner behind the scenes. Speaking of which, why did you apply as a dispatcher, anyway? You definitely had the points and the commendations to be out here with me, Kitten.”
“Please, we’d be at each other’s throats if I was out there with you.” You reply without thought, but then mumble into your hand, “Who else was going to watch your back.”
“What was—” static cuts him off
Then a sharp ring in your ear has you whipping the earpieces out of your ears and bouncing on the desk where they eventually roll off to the floor
Even though he teases you so much, you can’t help but worry when you suddenly lose contact with him
“Kuroo? Hey! Do you read me?” All the text on your screen starts turning orange, red and flashing, “Kuroo!”
You shake Akaashi awake and throw a stress ball at Oikawa’s head but eventually have to kick him awake, “Hey, hey, wake up, we’ve lost them, get Ki-chan, Kenma and Kunimi-kun.”
Oikawa’s up and almost sliding the door off of its hinges to get them
Kiyoko-chan, Kenma and Kunimi-kun are assigned to the Intelligence team
they start working on why you’ve lost contact with them, hair all messy from just waking up and eyes half-lidded with sleep
It’s been a full five days since you lost contact. They weren’t even meant to be out there for longer than two days.
Before they left, you optimised their supplies so they wouldn’t be slowed down by the weight.
You know for sure that they’ve probably burned through it by now.
You were just about ready to barge up to the big bosses’ room, pretty much ready to gear up and go out there yourself. More than qualified to do so, too.
Akaashi was holding you back mumbling all sorts of arguments trying to convince you to stay put.
“Y/N! Where’s Y/N?!” Kenma’s voice echoes through the hallways, “Comms are back on! We’ve got contact!”
You’re rushing to your dispatcher’s room in no time and stuffing the earpiece in, “Kuroo!”
It’s not Kuroo’s voice that goes through, it’s Iwaizumi's.
“L/N-chan, we’re still looking for him, we got separated.”
“What? What do you mean ‘You’re still looking’? You mean he’s been gone for… how long?”
“A couple of hours after we lost contact, we got split up. We have his earpiece, it’s how I’m talking to you, mine was smashed to pieces.”
“Find him, find him, you need to find him!” you plead.
You jump when you feel a hand on your shoulder and meet Oikawa’s eyes, “L/N-chi, they’re doing the best their can, let’s do our best here too, okay? Breathe, Chibi-chan.”
You suck a deep breath, close your eyes, and then exhale, “Yeah, yeah.” You say and press the button to speak with Iwaizumi, “Sorry, Iwa-kun… Oikawa and I can check all the cameras and check the data in all of your black boxes. In the meantime, update Akaashi on your supplies, find water, and…stay safe… Find him...please.” Your voice breaks as you plead to him.
“Bokuto-san and I will do everything we can, L/N-chan.”
For the next couple of hours, you’re all cooped up in the dispatch room, tracing their movement, hypothesising where Kuroo might have gone, you map out the area knowing that he’d have gone to find water at some point.
It was a few hours later that you hear Bokuto yelling into the microphone, “We found him! Kuroo! Over here.”
You couldn’t even let out a breath before he’s saying something that makes your stomach drop to the floor
“Oh my God, Kuroo! Iwa-chan, we need your med kit! Quick! Kuroo, hey, stay with me.”
“Bo, Iwa-kun, what’s going on?” you plead.
“L/N-chan, I’m giving the headset to Kuroo, keep talking to him, keep him awake.”
You hear some shuffling and then a spluttering cough, “Keep the pressure, Bokuto! Here…gauze, bandage!”
You blink, stuttering out your breaths, he’s bleeding somewhere, you deduce, if he’s coughing up blood, chest wound? Internal bleeding?
“Ki—urgh—Kitten?” He heaves.
“Yeah, yeah,” You fix the small devices in your ear, “I’m here, I’m here. You need to stay awake, Kuroo.”
He only hums in response.
“Kuroo, you—you idiot! What were you thinking, what happened? I… I hate you, you know..”
He lets out a chuckle but then winces
“Y/N-chan, I’ve got visual!” Oikawa shouts and pushes the screen to you. You can hear Akaashi dispatching Team 2 (Daichi, Ushijima and Atsumu – weirdest combo you’ve seen, but somehow, they work well)
You see Bokuto and Iwaizumi hunched over Kuroo, they’ve got gauze, bandages and even Bokuto’s shirt pressed onto his right side and chest.
It’s soaked red.
Keep talking to him, keep him awake. Iwaizumi’s words bounce around in your head.
What do I talk about? What do I say? Usually, he’s the one talking, I… I only ever give instructions, Kuroo, Kuroo, what do I do to keep you awake?
“I…Kuroo, I… What’s, uh, your favourite colour?”
You hear him breathing heavily into the headset and faintly hear Bokuto and Iwaizumi working in the background. Your eyes are set on his figure on the screen, his chest is barely moving, and his eyes are half-lidded.
“Pink. Red. Or something.”
Your brows furrow, “Pink?”
“Yeah,” he coughs again, and you see blood splutter from his lips.
Red. Bright red. Even on his black uniform.
“Yeah, yeah, whatever colour you blush –urk—is my favourite colour.”
You collapse on your knees to the floor. “I…I really do hate you.” You shake your head. Even as he’s in a situation like this, he’s teasing you. Even in a situation like this, he’s thinking about you.
“I love you, too, Kitten.” You see him close his eyes and smile.
You don’t even recognise what he said, too on edge, especially when you see he’s paling quickly.
“Oi! Kuroo!” You stand up, pulling the screen closer to you, “Open your eyes! Please!”
“I’m not going anywhere, Kitten. Not until I get that welcome back kiss from you.” He breathes out a chuckle
Team 2’s entering the camera’s view and Daichi pulls out another med kit, water bottle and IV bag. Expertly, he’s fixing the bandages and inserting a cannula into the crook of Kuroo’s elbow. He attaches the tubing to the bag and hands it to Bokuto who holds it up.
Ushijima and Iwaizumi have unfolded a stretcher turning Kuroo one way and then the other to slide it under him without having to lift him
Soon after, they’re making their way out and your fingers are flying on the keyboard trying to follow their movement through the CCTV cameras.
“L/N-chan…L/N? Hey…”
You don’t stop even though you hear Oikawa calling for you.
Not until Oikawa swivels your chair to face him, “Hey…L/N-chan, it’s okay. I can take over from here.”
“No, no, He—”
“—He’s safe, Chibi-chan.” Oikawa reassures.
Akaashi comes up to you and places a tentative hand on your head, “You need to rest; you’ve been awake all day and all night.”
Oikawa nods, “Mmm, we can take over from here.”
“But I—"
“You trust us, don’t you? I promise you; I’ll make sure he comes back home to you, L/N-san.”
You nod and Akaashi leads you to your futon on the floor and tucks you in.
Before he stands up to get back to his chair, you take hold of his wrist, “Promise me, you’ll wake me when he gets here.”
When you wake up, there’s no one else in the room. Your head is heavy and pounding, but you sit up, with a hand at your temples
As you do, the door slides open.
You look up and see Akaashi with a food tray, “Oh, perfect, you’re awake, L/N-san.”
You blink up at him. Akaashi…
Kuroo!
“Kuroo-san’s recovering if you’re wondering.” He sets the tray down on the floor next to you, “He’s in the infirmary. Stable, but still sleeping.”
You flick the covers from your body and move to get up, but you’re stopped by Akaashi.
“L/N-san, it’s okay. Eat first.”
“I need to go see him.”
“Eat first, he’s not going anywhere, he’s safe. You need to take care of yourself, too, L/N-san. For Kuroo’s sake, as well.”
You clench your hands and as if seeing your inner turmoil, he sighs and picks up the tray and walks to the door.
Your brows are pinched as he stops in the threshold to look at you, “You coming? You can eat in Kuroo-san’s room in the infirmary.”
When you get to his room, you see him you see him in a seated position on the hospital bed
If you hadn’t known what happened, you would’ve thought he was simply asleep.
“I’ll set your food here, L/N-san.”
You turn to Akaashi as he exits, “Thank you, Akaashi-kun. Really.”
He offers the smallest of smiles and nods before closing the door behind him.
You turn back to Kuroo, taking a few steps forwards to take one of his hands in both of yours.
There are small cuts on his hand that you run your thumbs over.
“Kuroo.” You whimper and your vision is blurring over with tears, “Kuroo, Kuroo, Kuroo.”
As if hearing you call, Kuroo’s eyes flutter open
You don’t see through the tears, but you feel him squeeze your fingers.
“Hey there, sweet.” He rasps.
Your head whips up to his face, “Kuroo! Kuroo…” you pull his hand up so that his fingers are touching your forehead.
He says something that you can’t hear
“Huh?”
“Come here.” He says a little louder. You shuffle closer to him, and he releases his hand to cup your cheek
“What do you need?” you ask him.
“Can I…”
“Hmm?”
“Can I have my welcome home kiss, now?”
You pull away and you see him with a small smile, “Idiot! How can you joke in a time like this?” You slap his shoulder, and he winces.
“Ah, sorry, sorry,” You cover the area with your hand, “I…” then you grab his hand again, holding back your tears, “I almost lost you, Kuroo. Hahhhh,” You look up at the ceiling to stop the tears from flowing, “I hate you. I hate how much you affect me.”
When you look at him again, he’s already looking at you with the softest of smiles. You quirk your lips and then lean in to press your lips to his.
“Welcome home, baka. Don’t do that again.”
As you go to pull away, you feel his hand at the back of your neck, pulling you back to him, “I’m home.” He says and then pecks your lips once more.
I had a lot of fun writing this. I really didn't intend for it to be this long hahaha, but I hope you liked it :3.
As the title says, If you guys want and if I'm feeling it, I might turn it into a full one-shot (Or even a mini-series with how long it ended up)
Anyways, have a good day!
This is Seven, signing off :)
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