Later that same day, you and Kuroo are in the cafeteria.

With a smile "So, how were the chocolates? Have you eaten them yet, or are you still analyzing them like a science project?" You speak in a light tone, teasing him a little.

Kuroo props his elbow on the table, looking at you with a sly smile. "Do you want the truth? I’m saving them, you know, for a special moment. They’re handmade, after all." He pauses, then adds curiously, "Although I can’t stop thinking about the... special way you gave them to me."

You laugh, confused. "Special? I just gave them to you because I thought you’d like them. What else were you expecting?" You cross your arms, as if you really don’t understand what he means.

Kuroo pretends to be hurt. "Wow, and here I thought it was a unique and romantic gesture." He leans in slightly with his trademark sly grin. "Are you sure there isn’t something more behind those chocolates?"

You roll your eyes but still smile. "Kuroo! They’re chocolates, not a marriage contract. Stop imagining things." You laugh, giving him a playful tap on the arm.

Kuroo chuckles softly. "Alright, alright. But don’t blame me if someone else interprets it differently. I’m irresistible, you know?" His tone remains playful, but there’s a slight hint of curiosity underneath.

"Sure, ‘irresistible.’ Just make sure Romeo doesn’t end up eating them." You say, and both of you laugh, changing the subject, though Kuroo remains somewhat intrigued by the conversation.