The Life of a Manager Kuroo x Reader [7]

“Tetsu, my cousin is coming over today, please be on your best behavior.”

“You’re babysitting?”

“No way. He needs help with his studies, so I’m helping him.” You explained.

“Alright then.” He kissed your cheek affectionately. “Is he in middle school of elementary?”

*Ding-Dong* “Just before you could answer, the doorbell rang.

“Ah, that must be him.” You stood up and ran to the door. “Tatsuka, welcome.” You smiled at him. Stepping through the door was a tall and good looking guy.

“When Kuroo walked over to the door, he draped himself over you. His expression was slightly confused, yet really angry. “(f/n), who the hell is this?” He asked you in a whisper.

“Oh, this is Tatsuka, my cousin.”

“Hah?!” He looked down at you in disbelief. He then grabbed your arm and pulled you aside away from him. “That’s a high schooler y’know!” He ranted in a loud whisper.

“Huh? I know that. What grade did you think he was in?”

“Elementary or middle school!”

“(f/n)-tan.” Tatsuka called you.

“ ’-Tan’?”

“Yeah.” You smiled. As you were talking to Kuroo, Tatsuka came up to you from behind and lifted you up by your waist. “T-Tatsuka?” You blushed.

“(f/n)-tan, I missed you.” He kissed your cheek lightly.

“!” Kuroo grew a large chip on his head.

“(f/n)-tan,” Tatsuka put you down. “Who the heck is this?” He pointed to Kuroo with an annoyed face. “I thought we were going to be alone?”

“Ah, this is my boyfriend, Tetsu. Tetsu, this is Tatsuka.”

“’Boyfriend’!?” He looked down at you in great shock.

“Boyfriend.” Kuroo repeated with a smug look on his face as he stepped up to him.

“Sorry to tell you, but (f/n)-tan belongs to me.” Tatsuka hugged your from behind. “She’s always belonged to me since we were little. So I think you should find yourself another girlfriend.”

“Hah?” Kuroo pulled you out of his embrace and into his own. You stumbled forward in the process. “She belongs to me.”

“Like I said, she was mine since we were kids, so give up on her.” Tatsuka pulled you back into his embrace.

“H-Hey, I’m getting dizzy here.”

“Oh, sorry.” They both let go of you at the same time.

“Tatsuka, head on up to my room, I’ll be there in a second.” Kuroo was seen by Tatsuka, sticking his tongue out.

“But (f/n)-tan-“

“Don’t worry, Tetsu will be up to keep you company.”

“What!?”

“I’ll be back with some snacks.”

“Tch…fine. Don’t take too long.” He retreated and went upstairs to your room like you told him, but not before giving Kuroo a sharp glare.

“Wait, why do I have to go up there with him?” Kuroo started following you to the kitchen. “I’m fine helping you out with the sna-“

“But I don’t need any help to get some snacks. Plus, I want you both to become friends. ”

‘There is no way I can become friends with that ass.’

“Please do this for me.” You pouted.

“…I better b getting something in return for this.”

“Thank you.” You kissed him on his cheek and sent him upstairs while you prepared some tea and the promised snack. You made tea for all 3 of you guys  and got enough snack for all to share. When you carefully got back up the stairs, you pushed the door open with your foot. You walked into a hostile filled room. Both Kuroo and Tatsuka were glaring sharp daggers at one another, yet you didn’t know why.

“What’s wrong you two?” You made yourself known by placing the tray of snack and such on the round table that they were sitting at.

“(f/n).” They both looked at you.

“Tatsuka, don’t make that face. It take away from your good looks.” You got on your knees and stretched his cheeks out.

“Sorry.” He stopped glaring as soon as you started touching him.

“(f/n)…” Kuroo called you. Two more chips had appeared on his head.

“Yes, Tetsu?” Before you knew it, you were pulled down roughly and tripped and fell onto him. “Sorry are you okay?” He asked, aware of what he had just done. Your ass was facing towards the direction of Tatsuka. It was much appealing since you had a short skirt on and the color of your panties was shown. “T-Testu.” You stuttered his name as you felt his large hand come in contact with your ass. “P-Please not in front of Tatuska.” You begged.

“What does it matter if he sees?” He nibbled at your ear. “He’s just your cousin, so it shouldn’t matter, right.”

Tatsuka got irritated by the force in ‘cousin’. ‘You don’t have to fucking remind me you jackass.’

“N-no, not now.” You pulled away from him.

“f/n)-tan, these sweets looks really good.”

“Really?” You looked in his direction.

“Yeah, do you mind feeding me some?” As Tatsuka finished saying so, Kuroo balled up his fists.

“’Feed you’? Well, okay.” You picked up a cookie from off of the plate that sat in the tray and zoomed it in towards his mouth. As his mouth was open, waiting for it to come, it surprisingly never got there. “Tetsu!” Because Kuroo had pulled your hand away.

“He’s not a damn baby, neither are his hands broken.  He can feed himself.” He ate the snack out of your hand instead. “

“U-Um…should we get to work?” You asked them.

Thirty minutes had passed and you and Tatsuka were working on math problems with him. As you sat in between the two boys, it didn’t seem like there was a problem, especially since Kuroo had found some manga in your room to keep himself entertained.

“Alright, let’s take a ten minute break.” You said as you stretched your arms up in the air.

“(f/n)-tan, let me take a short nap on your lap.” Tatsuka leaned forward to you.

“A-A nap? On my lap? U-um…I don’t know, Tatsuka.” As you two were talking about, Kuroo looked up from the manga book with his glaring eyes.

“It’s just for a little while. Come on, it’s just like we used to when were kids. Don’t you remember, in auntie’s house when we were alone in your room?” As Tatsuka said this, he looked up at Kuroo. ‘Take that you bastard.’

“Ah, I remember. Those times were so much fun.” You smiled.

‘Little prick. I’ve got something that will really put you in your place.’ “Speaking of naps, (f/n), don’t you remember that nap you had at my house after we finished doing it?”

“!” Tatsuka’s eyes shot open.

“Eh?” You looked over at Kuroo. “W-w-what are you saying in front of Tatsuka?!” Your whole face had become as red as a tomato.

“The truth. What’s so bad about it?” He blankly responded.

“You—You did it with (f/n?” Tatsuka asked in his shocked state.

“Well duh, she is my girlfriend after all.”

“H-How could you say something so—So embarrassing! And in front of him?! Tetsu you idiot pervert!”

“You’re going to regret touching (f/n).” Tatsuka stood up. His gaze was locked on Kuroo and Kuroo on him. He stepped over to Kuroo and grabbed him up by the collar. “You got some nerve touching her, and saying that in front of me. You made a big mistake.”

“Oh, did I now?” Neither boys glare wavered. Both of them stood their ground. “Well you’ve got some nerve making moves in front of my girl, right in front of me!

“Stop it! What are you two fighting for?!” You shouted from the top of your lungs.

“(f-f/n)…” Kuroo and Tatsuka looked down at you. With teary eyes and a frown, you looked at the both of them.

“You guys have been acting weird towards each other since earlier when you met. I just don’t get it! You’re fighting like you hate each other or something! I don’t like it when people who are important to me start fighting with one another!”

“…Sorry (f/n)…” Kuroo apologized.

“Yeah, sorry.” Tatsuka let go of Kuroo’s collar.

“…Tatsuka, we’ll continue tomorrow. I don’t think I can continue on with all of this.” You turned away from him.

“Uh…Yeah. Okay.”  With his sad expression, Tatsuka turned to gather his stuff and leave your room. As he went downstairs, you heard the door to the front door shut.

“You can leave too Tetsu.” You said. You stood up from where you were sitting and plopped yourself down on your bed. You pulled the covers over your body and curled up with your back facing him.

“No, I don’t think I can do that. Or at least I don’t want to.” Kuroo came over to you and rested his hand down on your head. He began to stroke your hair softly, repeatedly.

“You’re such a dummy. Why’d you go and have to act like that?”

“Sorry, but, you wouldn’t really understand. It’s best if you don’t anyhow.”

“…”

“I’m sorry baby. I promise I’ll never act up again…when you’re around.”

“What kind of promise is that?” You turned to him finally.

“A reasonable one.” He took this chance to give you a much needed sweet kiss to the lips.

“Jeez…you really are something.