Kuroo, outwardly calm, vibrates with an inner excitement watching as you reach your locker. At any moment, his life will be either amazing or terrible. His breath catches when he sees you pick up the envelope, heart racing as you tear it open looking about for whoever could have left it but he’s chosen the perfect spot to watch without being seen.
He clenches a fist as your eyes scan the paper, a sigh of relief exiting his lungs when he sees you smile.
Stepping out from his hiding spot, he makes his way to you, no longer worried about being seen. When he sees the glow of happiness on your face he doesn’t even bother with words. Just steps close, puts his arm around you and draws you close for a sweet kiss.
“Happy Valentine’s day,” he says lowly then kisses you again.