You and Kuroo had been dating for over a year now, and you were the 'it couple' of Nekoma.

He was such a gentleman, a hand always on your shoulder or waist or hand to guide you through crowds, opening the door for you, lending you his jacket. He did balance the sweetness with a load of teasing, though.

At games, he'd make you wear his jersey, you were his good luck charm, so to speak. Kenma and Lev loved teasing him for how much he simped over you, though the latter didn't get away with it that much.

You'd study together, and share earphones as you leaned against each other, he'd make you bentos everyday, and the gifts exchanged between the two of you were always so personalised. It's like you were soulmates.

After another long day of practice, you two were enjoying some time at his home, watching a show. As it played, you sat in his lap, his hands gently entwining strands of your hair together to make a braid.

"Your hair is so soft," He hummed softly, gently tying the hairband around the finished hair.