you woke up to soft music and the sound of running water.

kuroo was no longer beside you, so you assumed he was in the shower. you slowly pushed the blanket off of you and got out of bed. you felt a small ache in between your legs, and your legs shook a bit, but it wasn't too bad. the cold air hit your bare body, giving you goosebumps.

you slowly made your way over to the bathroom door. it was left open a crack, so just opened it a little more and walked into the room.

you saw a bluetooth speak on the counter of the sink, and it played quiet music. you assumed it was quiet so that it didn't wake you.

now playing: gravity (acoustic version) - eric bellinger

you walked to the shower and moved the curtain a bit, poking your head in.

kuroo's eyes widened at the sight of you, before his face went back into its usual smirk.

"you coming to join me?" he asked, giving you a wink.

you didn't miss a beat. "i thought it would save water," you said with a small giggle.

kuroo laughed a little bit and gestured for you to come in. you stepped in the shower, and kuroo took the opportunity to look at all of you. every inch of your body was available for him to see, and he was amazed at the beauty of it.

the hot water hit your bare skin, soothing your sore muscles and relaxing you.

"look at you," kuroo teased, brushing his fingers against the purple marks on your neck and body. "all marked up."

you looked down at yourself. kuroo had left hickeys on your neck, chest, and inner thighs. you bit your bottom lip, a little embarrassed, but not too much. it was all for him, anyways.

"you're so pretty," kuroo said to you as you spun under the water, letting it coat your entire body.

"you always say that," you said shyly, covering your face. you were sure you weren't pretty right now. you'd just woken up; your face was probably puffy and your hair was not done.

"'cause it's true." he pulled you into a hug, the water hitting both of you simultaneously. you moved your hands from your face to touch his shoulders.

"well, you're very attractive." you said the words quickly since you were kind of nervous.

kuroo just chuckled, his thumbs tracing lines down the curve of your waist.

you bit the inside of your cheek, turning away from him and looking at his collection of soaps. you picked one that appealed to you and opened it, smelling the fragrance. it was nice.

"are you going to wash me?" kuroo asked from behind you.

you looked back at him, pursing your lips. you didn't say anything, you just hummed indifferently, pouring a generous amount of the soap out of the bottle and into your hand before putting it back where you found it.

you turned back to kuroo, rubbing the soap between your hands. you placed your hands on his chest first, lathering the soap on his upper body. kuroo looked down at you, his breath labored, as you rubbed soap on his abs, then his sides, then his back.

you washed his arms, running your hands up and down the sides of them, and he used the opportunity to kiss you, holding you by your waist. you closed your eyes, kissing him back, but not stopping your movements to rub soap on him.

"everything you do is so fucking endearing," kuroo said, brushing the outside of his index finger down your cheek.

you smiled up at him, feeling your heartbeat speed up. you answered him by pecking his lips one more time.

you rubbed soap down his legs and then stood up straight again.

"rinse," you said, making a motion with your hand.

kuroo did as you asked, moving his body under the water and rinsing the soap off. when he was done, he turned back to you.

"your turn," he said, picking out a soap he thought had a more feminine scent. he wanted the excuse to touch you, feel you in his hands. it made him feel like you were his.

kuroo poured the soap into his hands. it smelled like aloe vera. you liked it.

"come here," he said, and you obliged, moving closer to him.

kuroo started at your shoulders, watching his hands lather soap on your body with a fond smile. you it the inside of your cheek as he rubbed down your torso. your breath hitched when he touched your breasts, holding them in his hands and squeezing lightly.

"don't get ahead of yourself," kuroo teased. "i'm just putting soap on." he gave you a smirk and you sucked your teeth giving him a playful slap on the chest.

"i hope you slip," you said defiantly, but you couldn't contain a smile.

kuroo hummed, lathering soap down your stomach and onto your hips. "that's not very nice," he mused, but he was smiling too.

he rubbed your back, ass, legs and everything else, touching every inch of you. you just watched his hands, feeling somewhat overwhelmed.

"rinse," kuroo demanded, copying your tone from before. it made you giggle, and you went under the water to rinse the soap off your body. when you were done, you picked up a shampoo from kuroo's collection, pouring some in your hands.

"bend over," you told him.

kuroo gave you a suggestive look, raising one eyebrow and smirking. your jaw dropped when you realized what he was thinking and you couldn't stop a laugh.

"not like that, you idiot!" you laughed, shaking your head in feigned disappointment. "you're so dirty minded."

kuroo laughed loudly before bending his body forward a little bit so you could reach his hair. you lathered the shampoo in the black strands, scratching his head a little bit to really get it everywhere.

kuroo leaned into your touch, closing his eyes as you shampooed his hair. it made you giggle.

"you're cute," you said, leaning forward to kiss his forehead. it felt like he was your boyfriend, which made your stomach flutter uncontrollably.

"keep going," kuroo said, gesturing to your fingers in his hair. you laughed and did as he asked, scratching his head softly and watching as the shampoo turned into white foam.

eventually, kuroo rinsed his hair and pulled you into a hug you wished would never end.

you walked out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around your body. kuroo followed behind you, drying his hair.

"you need something to wear, don't you?" he asked, stopping in front of what you assumed to be his closet.

you smiled sheepishly. "yeah... if you have something."

"i'll find something." kuroo looked through his clothes, and you took the opportunity to check your phone.

you had a snapchat from bokuto, asking if you got home safe. you answered telling him everything was fine, and thanked him for asking.

more importantly, you had about eight texts from ayako, including the following:

'BITCH ARE YOU SAFE?'

'LMK WHAT'S HAPPENING OMG'

'DID Y'ALL FUCK'

'SINCE WHEN ARE YOU FUCKING KUROO OH MY GOD'

'ANSWER ME HOE'

'ARE YOU OK'

'MEET ME AT THE COFFEE SHOP NEAR SCHOOL AT NOON IF YOU DON'T COME I'M CALLING THE POLICE ON KUROO'S ASS'

'sorry for the spam lol'

you chuckled at your friend's messages and texted her back.

'BITCH I'M FINE GAH DAYUM but anyways see you at the coffee shop ;)'

you put your phone down to see kuroo pulling clothes out of his closet and throwing them on the bed.

"ayako wants me to meet her at the coffee shop near school at noon," you said, walking towards him.

"i'll drive you," kuroo said, and pointed at an outfit on the bed. "do you want to try that on? the pants are kenma's, so they'll probably fit you. the hoodie's mine."

the outfit was plain, just grey sweatpants and a black hoodie, but it was good enough for you.

"thank you kuroo," you pressed a quick kiss on his cheek, and you could have sworn you saw him blush.

•••

it was exactly 12:00 when kuroo's car pulled up to the coffee shop you and ayako agreed to meet at.

"thank you for driving me," you said, looking at kuroo's side profile.

he nodded. "have fun. and also--" he paused. "text me later?"

you grinned. "i will." you unbuckled your seatbelt and leaned across the car, holding his jaw and pressing a kiss on his lips. kuroo leaned into it, immediately taking control and enveloping your lips with his. you closed your eyes, enjoying the feeling of this last kiss before you wouldn't be able to see him again until the next day.

when you finally broke the kiss, kuroo leaned his forehead against yours and chuckled.

"i think you like me." his tone was a teasing one. he'd said that to you once before, you remembered it.

you rolled your eyes, leaning away from him and towards the door. "don't be annoying," you said before fluttering your fingers at him to say goodbye, and opening the car door.

you found ayako sitting at a small table. she already had a coffee and had ordered one for you as well. she knew your order.

you sat down across from her leaned on the table with a grin.

"hey, girl." you said, trying to hold back a laugh because of ayako's completely shocked expression.

"are you wearing his clothes?" ayako asked, her eyes wide.

you nodded slowly. the hoodie smelled like him, so you took deep breaths. was it weird that you missed him already?

"i feel like there's a lot of stuff you haven't told me," ayako began. "i'm not offended, i'm sure you had your reasons."

"i'm sorry i didn't tell you. i thought it was best if nobody knew. i guess i was kind of embarrassed that i was catching feelings for someone like kuroo."

"so... you like him? aren't you worried that he's gonna hurt you?" ayako's face was taut with genuine concern.

you thought for a moment. "he seems to have changed. he promised me not to be a fuckboy anymore... and besides, there's a side of him that i don't think many people know about."

ayako nodded, the information processing in her mind. "well... was the dick good?"

"ayako!" your jaw dropped, and you looked around at the other customers in the shop to make sure no one heard her.

"what? i'm asking the important questions. was it good?"

you scoffed, but a laugh escaped your lips. "i mean... i guess? i don't really have anything to compare it to."

"true," ayako shrugged.

"but he makes me feel beautiful," you said fondly. "he always tells me i'm pretty, and he touches me like i'm delicate and fragile." your stomach fluttered at just the thought. "i love that about him."

"aww," ayako cooed. "you're in love."

you bit the inside of your cheek. "i think so, yeah. i mean... i just gave my body up to him, and it felt right. after it, all i could think was: 'i love you.'"

ayako covered her mouth with her hands. "the dick was that good?"

"shut up!" you said, hitting her arm from across the table.

the two of you doubled over in laughter, and talk about kuroo melted into talk about all sorts of other things.