《10 | Kuroo Tetsurō》| three x ten |
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- he makes me feel so safe
It was after school when they approached you. You weren't paying to your surroundings when three boys in your year circled you and intentionally trapped in into a dark part of the school between the sports gym and the educational building. They weren't violent but they were very persistent. One of them had his phone out and it frightened you until you heard him speak, "Hey I'm Hamisaki.. Let's trade phone numbers."
You had insisted that it wasn't necessary and silly because you didn't even know the three boys but they wouldn't let you leave and they kept nudging you back closer to the wall, their faces getting closer and closer as they did so. It scared you a little but you felt as if you could handle it, just deal with it maturely and be on your way to the sports gym so that you could watch Kuroo and the team practise a bit and walk home together with Kenma too.
"Hey come one now, we don't want anything to get out of hand. We just want your number, you know.."
He smiled but it appeared more menacing due to the shadows around you making them seem more intimidating. You just wanted to leave though, you were tempted to agree and give them a false number but it was unknown as to whether these boys were smarter than what they let on. They would probably call the number in front of you just to be sure.
But the idea of giving them a fake phone number also sprouted a new idea when you became a bit more negotiable with them as you made eye contact with an expression that wasn't annoyance nor one of discomfort though you still felt that. Despite the fact that you'd soon be giving them a fake, you just hoped the real owner of the phone number wouldn't get upset with you.
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"Alright.. Since you guys asked so nicely I'll give it to you when I don't even know why you'd want it."
The guy in the middle; Hamisaki, almost started laughing while the one on his right stifled his low chuckles behind his hand and the left only clenched his fist in front of himself in accomplishment, "Oh come on [Name]-san, everyone knows how hot you are."
"This is coming from the only three guys who have ever asked for my number, ever."
Silence.
"Well! Whatever, just give us your damn number."
Rolling your eyes, you shifted from your right to your left leg, muttering under your breath, "I bet this is for some trivial bet and you didn't even say please."
The boy who had previously raised his fist to himself with pride spoke up making you smile at their stupidity, "Pl-please?"
"090-8569-4208"
The male in the front recorded it hastily as the numbers left your mouth as if you were an answering machine that was sped up though he still managed to get the numbers, smiling to himself crookedly when he heard the numbers, '6' and '9' together and he immediately pressed the green button, holding it up to his ear as he heard it ring.
He looked at your face and then down to the ground and his foot tapped the dirt rapidly while waiting. Quirking a brow as nothing came from your pockets, he almost growled as he pointed a finger at you threateningly, "I swear if this is a joke.."
"Oh my phone isn't on me, it's in my bag - in my class."
The two behind the guy that held his mobile stared at you with their mouths slightly agape, eyes wide open, and the phone clicked. The main instigator's eyes popped from his face when he heard a male answer,
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"Hello?"
"Who is this?"
The boy's arm was shaking a little and he saw a twinkle in your eyes despite the fact that the sun had disappeared behind the other side of the building. He recognised the voice on the other line though, it was a male in his year and he lunged forward to wham a palm in front of your mouth to keep you quiet but to his luck, the male's name was already leaving your mouth loudly and Hamisaki made the situation worse for him when you squealed at the sudden impact simultaneously, "Kuro-EUK!"
"[Name]?"
"[Name]! Answer me! Where are you?!"
The doors to the gym slammed open and it was heard both on the phone and also about twenty metres away from you when Hamisaki hung up the phone quickly to whisper yell in your face as his eyes were wide in disbelief and rage, "YOU BITC-"
"What the hell is going on?"
You turned your head to see Kuroo, puffing a little before he breathed in deeply causing his chest to enlarge and you were released when the three boys watched him in silence, unaware of what to do. Taking the fact that Hamisaki let go, you ran around them and landed straight into Kuroo's body as his hands instantly grabbed you into him.
"Get the hell out of here."
His voice was low, laced with malice but he still held you so tenderly, able to make you feel warm and comfortable within a second. One of his hands went around your shoulder as he held the back of your head into his solid chest while his other arm was holding your waist when your own arms hugged his waist tightly. You were unaware of it, but he could feel you shaking and you loved how he could make you feel so,
"You're safe now [Name], it's okay."
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