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IT'S A MATCH!
You stared at your phone, eyes wide. What? What, no seriously, what. It had to be a mistake- people accidentally swiped right on people all the time. There was no way that you just matched with this guy. You swallowed, flipping through his pictures- four in total, one after the other. His eyes, god is eyes were what got you in the first place. They were almost like a cats, and you found yourself swiping your thumb right before you could stop yourself.
You and Kuroo Tetsurou have matched!
It's not like you'd never matched with someone on Tinder before. But it was a joke, to you. You didn't download this app to use it seriously. Your roommates boyfriend Oikawa had stolen your phone one night at a party and downloaded it for you, and you just never got rid of it. You had no intention of actually meeting up with anyone you talked to, and conversations usually ended after a few days after they realized this. But the thing that really got you was that swiped right on you first.
You almost threw your phone out of your hands when it buzzed.
Kuroo: You play Volleyball?
Huh? Your brow furrowed. That was the first thing he was going to say to you? You thought about the pictures that Oikawa had chosen for you- that little black dress you wore the night he downloaded this dumb app. That's usually what people started with- nice dress, it would look better on my floor- but... You play volleyball?
Shizuka: What no "hey baby ;)"? I'm impressed.
Kuroo: Hey baby, you play volleyball ;) ?
You snorted. Okay, maybe this was really happening. Maybe you matched with tall, dark and handsome and he was actually funny. For the first time since you, or rather Oikawa, go this app, you were excited to answer.
Shizuka: Yeah I do.
Shizuka: I played in high school way more than I do now, though. I play once in a while now, but I'm too busy with school.
Kuroo: What High School did you go to?
Shizuka: Aoba Josai
Shizuka: You?
Kuroo: Yikes. Nekoma
Shizuka: Uhm, there is nothing "yikes" about Aoba Josai
Kuroo: Oikawa Tooru?
Shizuka: You Have No Idea.
You rolled your eyes. You had enough of him in school, the girls flocking around him at every corner with absolutely no idea he was the gayest man to ever live on planet Earth. The only reason you found out was, of course, because your roommate was his boyfriend. It's not like you volunteered to be sharing a dorm with Iwaizumi Hajime, it just ended up like that. He wasn't a bad guy, and he didn't make you uncomfortable, especially after you found out he wasn't interested in girls. It was what came with him that was bad.
Shizuka: He's my roommates boyfriend
Kuroo: You room with a guy?
Shizuka: How'd you guess?
Kuroo: Oikawa's shorts are a little too short sometimes.
Kuroo: Anyway, less about him. More about you.
Kuroo: And Me
Kuroo: Let's talk about me.
Shizuka: You don't sugar coat things, I like it. Well then, why don't you tell me about yourself?
Kuroo: Oh good I'm glad You asked.
Kuroo: My favourite things to eat are grilled salted mackerel pike, sweet curry, and what's between your legs
There it is. You felt your face flush as you thought of some sort of witty comeback.
Shizuka: You Hungry?
Kuroo: Starving.
Kuroo: I don't have fish or curry so that only leaves one thing.
Kuroo: Do you do delivery?
You leaned back in your chair as you let out a laugh. At this point, you'd completely abandoned your unfinished homework and were focused on the messages popping up on your phone.
Shizuka: Pick-up only, sorry, and business hours are closed.
Kuroo: Bummer. All that set up for nothing.
Kuroo: Why don't you tell me about you now?
Shizuka: Not much to tell. I'm not that interesting.
Kuroo: What are you doing right now?
You fingers hovered over your screen. You bit your lip with excitement.
Shizuka: Not You.
Kuroo: I know, it's sad.
Kuroo: Really, though. What are you doing right now. It's like 4am.
Shizuka: Homework Biology.
Kuroo: Yikes. Would you rather be doing me right now?
Shizuka: Yeah.
You were mentally kicking yourself for that one- you played right into his hands.
Kuroo: That's Naughty ～
Shizuka: I would also rather walk on hot coals right now, so don't flatter yourself too much.
Kuroo: Touche
"What are you doing?"
You gasped, spinning in your chair to see your roommate, Iwaizumi, standing in your doorway.
"Don't you know how to knock," you hissed.
He shrugged. "What are you doing?"
"None of your business," you stuck your tongue out at him.
"It doesn't look like homework," he replied, looking at the abandoned papers on your desk. "Unless symbiosis makes you giggle like a little girl."
"Shut up."
"...Are you on Tinder?"
"NO."
"I can see it on your phone," he crossed his arms. "I thought you got rid of it."
"I did, but your dumb boyfriend just put it right back." You spun in your chair, scrolling through your conversation.
"That doesn't mean you have to use it."
Your brow furrowed. "But look at him."
"What?"
You held your phone out, a picture of Kuroo taking up the screen. "Look at him!"
Iwaizumi leaned over, squinting for a moment as he stared. "Is that... Kuroo?"
You gasped. "You know him?"
"Yeah, I know him. He used to play volleyball for Nekoma back in high school. He was like, nationals good."
"So better than you?"
"Shut up." Iwaizumi rolled his eyes. "You should be careful talking to him."
You frowned. "Why?"
"Because he's a guy."
"You're a guy."
"Yeah, but I don't wanna bang you," Iwaizumi said in a matter-of-fact-tone. "And if you're using that app, that's probably all he wants." Iwaizumi regretted the words the moment they came out of his mouth. Your face fell and he sighed. "Hey, come on, that's not what I--"
"I need to finish my homework," you mumbled. "Close the door."