You don't know how, when, why it started.

But one thing is for certain—you came to this proclaimed "professional" meet-up for your job. Attending this arrangement was required for your job.

You just happened to run across an infuriating acquaintance with a more infuriating grin. And as always, the air between you two was charged. Because it was Kuroo Tetsurou. The Kuroo Tetsurou who won't leave you be even if his life depended on it—always pushing your buttons.

So how did it end up with you in an unfamiliar environment—a too minimalistic hotel room, large enough to fit a family. And on top of that, sharing the only bed with him? Granted, it was a very big bed—but why is there such close proximity between you two?

You felt too heated. Your legs felt as if they were burning for some reason—yet you couldn't bring them to stop... Wait, stop? Oh... you were moving?

The alcohol in your system made everything a bit fuzzy—but in the blurry haze of your mind, you can make out the tight grip wrapped around your hips, guiding your every movement. The world was shaking for some reason—or maybe there was an earthquake? The bedframe kept hitting the wall though, making too loud noises of thump, thump, thump.

You can faintly make out Kuroo's guttural groan amidst the other loud sounds—were those...coming from you? "Haah... Keep moving like that, and I might need a seatbelt," Kuroo sounded breathless as he let out a low chuckle.