Art by @00_nswon Twitter

 ⟣ Woes of a Boyfriend Pt. 2 ⟢

I have the best girlfriend in the world.

At first, she was too shy to approach me and I was worried I forced her into a relationship she didn't want. But now she's opened up to me and she's always attentive to my needs.

Recently during P.E., she has shown up with a handkerchief, iced water, cool pack, anything that could fend off this early spring heat.

Today we're playing volleyball in the gym to escape the heat but there is one problem...

THE AIR CONDITIONER IS CURRENTLY UNDER MAINTENANCE!

If the teacher wanted us to die before graduation, he at least didn't have to torture us like this.

I lifted the bottom of my shirt to wipe the sweat off my face.

What's worse is that Yaku is on the other team. Our teams have been non-stop rallying each other with no clear winner in sight.

FWEEEP

The teacher blew his whistle, garnering our attention.

"Let's take a quick break before we continue the match," he instructed, relieving us from our post.

Thank god.

"Kuroo!"

I turned to look at my precious girlfriend.

"Aya– WHERE THE HELL DID YOU GET A BOX FAN?!"

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⟣ Woes of a Girlfriend Pt. 2 ⟢

I have the most oblivious boyfriend in the world.

He said he'll be mine, so why is he parading his body in front of other girls?

Winter just ended and, although it should still be cold out, Tokyo was hit with a heat wave.

That was the start of all my troubles.

Everyday during P.E., Kuroo would lift up his shirt unlocking a treasure trove of muscles for all to see. And everyday I'd have to watch numerous girls ogle at my boyfriend.

But not today.

I decided to bring a handkerchief to wipe off the sweat on his face so he wouldn't have to use his shirt anymore.

"Hah...hah..." he breathed loudly, trying to catch his breath after his soccer match.

I watched his hand ever so slowly reach for the hem of his shirt.

"Kuroo! You looked pretty good out there," I complimented as I ran up to him.

His hand stopped briefly then redirected to the back of his neck, rubbing it with a bashful look on his face. "It's because you were watching...I had to look cool for you."

His temporary flirtations were no match for me, for I had a mission.

"You must be hot," I commented, taking out a handkerchief and dabbed the sweat off his face.

His face instantly grew red but I didn't back down.

No matter how embarrassed I felt, I won't stop until he stopped his habit of lifting up his shirt.

"Th-that's enough!" He took a step back.

Kuroo pulled the collar of his shirt over his nose to cover his crimson face, exposing his v-line.

I have some work to do.

I admit, suddenly touching his face may have been too much. Since I have a hard time showing my affection towards him he's probably not used to my sudden skinship.

I have to go about this situation differently.

The next day, I brought a bottle of ice cold water for him to enjoy and cool off from this heat. But after taking a few sips, I didn't expect him to pour the rest of the water on his head!

He slicked his wet hair back.

Goodness, he looks so good with his hair pushed back.

The water trickled down to his white gym shirt. The wet see-through shirt clinged onto his body, blessing everyone's eyes with his magnificently toned body.

Kuroo smiled at me, his face glistened in the mixture of his sweat and water. "Thanks, Aya. I feel so refreshed now!"

This was definitely a sight to behold and it wouldn't be so bad if the others weren't watching.

The day after that, I decided to bring him cool packs. It's something he can use outside his clothes and won't get his clothes wet. It was the perfect plan. Was.

Once Kuroo deemed the cool pack wasn't cooling him down fast enough, he pulled up his shirt and rubbed it all over his chest and abs!

You dummy!

All my attempts to get him from lifting up his shirt were all done in vain.

I was close to giving up. So so close.

But then a miracle happened.

To escape the heat, our teacher decided to have class in the air conditioned volleyball gym!

My days of worry were over. Or so I thought...

It just so happened that today was the day the air conditioning unit was going through some repairs.

But I can't give up now, I'm already in too deep.

I know there are box fans in the storage room for times like this, but the bigger problem is finding an extension cable cord long enough to reach the court.

While the rest of the class was either playing volleyball or watching at the sidelines, I was busy finding said extension cord.

Found it!

The cord was hidden in the corner behind some gym equipment.

I carried the cord and box fan out the storage room.

I worked up a sweat as I staggered back to the court. The fan wasn't too heavy but I struggled to carry it since it was half my height.

Once I got the fan plugged it, I looked at the court.

Proud of my accomplishment, I called out my boyfriend's name.

"Kuroo!"

"Aya–" he quickly turned around but his smile dropped as his eyes popped out of his head. "WHERE THE HELL DID YOU GET A BOX FAN?!"

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⟣ Hairstyle Pt. 1 ⟢

I've been interested in styling hair lately.

This interest grew when I started to style my own hair. Now I'm curious how other people style their hair.

"I've been wondering this for a while..." I said, garnering Kuroo's and Kenma's attention

"Hm?" They both hummed simultaneously as they looked at me from their lunch.

I looked at Kuroo then tilted my head, "How do you style your hair like that? I don't see any gel or hairspray."

"My hair? I don't do anything..."

Kuroo picked a lock of hair that was covering his eye and inspected it.

"And why did you choose such a peculiar style? Did you gain inspiration from roosters?" I asked question after question

"Pfft!" Kenma held in his laughter then covered his mouth and looked away.

"Did I ask something weird?"

Kuroo shouted defensively, slamming his fist onto the desk, "I'm! I'm not trying to look like a rooster!"

Once Kenma composed himself, he was able to answer for Kuroo.

"It's his bed hair after sleeping with his pillows like this."

Kenma pushed two invisible pillows beside his head.

I squinted suspiciously at him.

"Why do you know this? Do you watch Kuroo in his sleep? How many times have you two slept together? What else have you two done? Do you bathe together?"

I got ahead of myself after imagining the two together.

I don't like the thought of Kuroo with another girl but Kenma is different. Of course I don't actually want him to date my boyfriend but a girl can fantasize about the two childhood friends, right?

"I liked Aya before she dated Kuro," Kenma grumbled, ignoring all my questions.

Kuroo went back to inspecting his hair.

"Do I really look like a rooster?"

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