Kuroo knew there was more to her than meets the eyes. No one was one dimensional, no matter how hard they tried to give that impression; even himself from time to time.
But every time he tried to talk to her, she shut him down or avoided him all together.
“I don’t know why you’re trying so hard,” Kenma said, eyes focused on his PSP.
“Haven’t you ever heard of the thrill of the chase?” Kuroo replied.
Kenma glanced up briefly. “If you’re just playing with her-”
Kuroo put up his hands. “I’m not, I’m not. I just… find her intriguing. I can’t really explain it but I really do like her and want to get to know her better.” He sighed, dropping his hands. “If she’ll ever let me.”
“So what’ll it take to get you to agree to coffee?”
You looked up with a start, pen almost dropping out of your fingers. You fixed your face into your usual scowl. “Leave me alone, nerd.”
Kuroo snorted. “Wow, original. Now that we’ve gotten that out of the way, how about answering my question?”
You got up, intent on walking away but he blocked your path. You looked up into half fringe covered eyes, startled at the seriousness you found. “Why would you want to go out with someone like me?”
Kuroo put his hands in his pockets, shrugged his shoulders. “You’re… different and intriguing and… pretty,” his cheeks colored slightly at this last, eyes casting to the ground. “What do you have to lose?” he added.
Your eyes searched his face for deception, for teasing, for anything to indicate an ulterior motive; and found none.
Finally, you smiled, faintly but true. “Ok, Kuroo-san, I’ll have coffee with you.”