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bro'd one time too many. | kuroo tetsurobro'd one time too many. | kuroo tetsuro by CelestialTrashPrince
Huddled in the corner, Kuroo and Bokuto crouched down to discuss their strategy in picking up girls.
“Okay bro. Since you’re an owl you gotta be my wing man.”
Bokuto chortled, hands on his hips. “Hoot hoot, let’s fly.”
Kuroo smirked. “Let’s bro go.”
The girl sat at the desk, attentively reading her book while the two volleyball team captains approached her with a spring in their synchronized step.
“Hey [Name]?” Kuroo spoke first, and the girl flicked her gaze towards him as Bokuto stood behind him, peeking out from a ways over.
“Yes, Kuroo?” [Name] replied in a soft voice.
“Did you know that you’re...” Kuroo attempted to slide onto the seat in front of her, but he lost balance and landed on his ass in the process. “...Purrfect,” he finished lamely, sitting pathetically on the floor.
Bokuto sprang up from behind and brought Kuroo to his feet. “Bro! Get it together!
Reason (Hanamiya Makoto x Reader)Reason (Hanamiya Makoto x Reader) by SpiderBat12
When people saw him walking down the halls of the busy school, they would try anything to avoid meeting his gaze, and some stare with disgust. Of course he knew all of this. He is Hanamiya Makoto. One of the uncrowned kings who played more ruthlessly. Everyone disapproved of his way of playing, but he could care less. Nobody told him what and how to play. He played by his own rules.
When asked, people would somehow always end up with the same answer of what they saw in Hanamiya. They saw a massive dark aura that surrounded him and a menacing look in his hooded olive eyes. The way he treated people was disgusting. He never had an ounce of kindness in his never existing heart. And the only thing he cared about was his pride. Never showing weakness. Talking to him, people always felt intimidated. Even more when they saw him play basketball.
The conclusion is people hated him.
But no one never really got close to him. No one ever became friends with him. People just judged him by look. Thi