#lyssa.replies

Kuroo Tetsuro was a physiotherapist who worked at the same hospital as you did. You had been working with him for the past six months as you two were in charge of the same patient, a little girl called Hana. He was her physiotherapist and you, her neurologist. She had undergone a neurosurgery that had left her lower body weakened and semi-paralysed, hence putting her in need of physiotherapy. You and Kuroo have been really proud of her progress thus far, and would often check up on her together, even keeping her company during breaks.

You and Kuroo had clicked instantly, becoming close friends despite the working environment. You had started texting each other during breaks and such, sometimes calling, too. Once in a while, he’d even give you rides home from the hospital. Unfortunately, due to both of your busy schedules, you never got the chance to hang out apart from the occasional meal at the hospital cafeteria.

That didn't stop you from garnering some sort of feelings for him, though.

Of course it didn't, you thought bitterly.

It wasn't that you didn't like liking him. You just refused to admit that you had a big fat crush on him. Periodt. (smh, y/n)

Honestly, who wouldn't have a crush on him? he was funny, bright, easy to get along with, caring, and, not to mention, a heck of a good view. (like damn, sis)

Kuroo's back was against the far wall as the shorter girl basically pressed herself against him, with only centimeters of space between their bodies. their tip of their shoes were already touching, but you noticed Kuroo subtly moving his away from hers.

It was quite comical, really. Seeing a 6'2 man blushing to the tips of his ears while shuffling uncomfortably in front of a much younger, much smaller sized woman. Her smile was so wide it could have split her tiny face in half, her voice raised a little higher than normal as she spoke to him.

You rolled your eyes.

Of course, she'd fall him. He's Kuroo Tetsuro, one of the hottest richest most successful most eligible bachelors (y/n, stop it) best physiotherapists around.

You realised that you had been staring at the scene for a bit too long, but just as you were about to turn away, his eyes met yours.

They seemed to brighten and he stood a little taller when he saw you. His eyes momentarily flickered to the nurse in front of him, who was still batting her thick lashes at him, babbling something about her favourite snack.

He looked back to you and mouthed a "HELP. ME." all while plastering a fake smile on his face.

You blinked, looking around to make sure there was no one else he could have been signalling to.

You turned back to see him scratching the back of his neck, looking even more unsettled as the nurse in front of him pressed her face impossibly closer to his.

What kind of friend would you be if you didn't at least try to save him from a creepy-touchy-feely nurse going all up in his face just to get his attention?

Then you saw her hand reach up towards his face.

It was as if it were in slow motion - his wide eyes looking up at you as the distance between his face and her hand slowly decreased.

The next thing you knew, her wrist was grasped tightly in your palm as you snarled, "hands off my boyfriend."

She stared at you for a good two seconds. You stared back.

Her eyes grew as wide as saucers as she glanced between you and Kuroo, wriggling out of your hold and sputtering out an apology before scrambling away with pink cheeks.

You watched her disappear round the corner, till her blue scrubs no longer in sight. You smirked to yourself.

"Boyfriend, eh?" came a smug voice.

Shit.

Now it was your turn to turn pink.

Oh no. This was not happening.

“Uh- I mean, you know I was trying to-,”

“Yeah- Yeah, of course. ‘Course I’m not your boyfriend…”

Y/n, what were you thinking? Now it’s gonna be embarrassing for you-

“Do you have a boyfriend, though?” Kuroo asked, eyes darting everywhere, looking at anything but you.

You should’ve gotten backlash with how fast your head snapped up at his question.

“N-no- nO, no of course not, pFFT- why would I- nahhhhhhhhhh…” you reached up to rub the back of your neck.

Wow. Smooth, y/n. Real smooth.

“Oh. So you wouldn’t mind if I was your boyfriend?” he asked slowly, scanning your face for any sort of reaction.

At this point you felt like you had shut down entirely.

He was standing so close you could smell his heavenly scent cologne. He had bent down so much so that you could feel his warm breath fan your cheeks, in contrast to the normally cold hospital air.

You shuddered.

Your heart was beating erratically in your chest, you could hear your pulse ringing in your ears and your hands were turning clammy. You almost felt a bead of sweat roll down your back.

As soon as he leaned closer, though, he stood back straight again, stripping you of any warmth from before.

“Uh, I- I gotta go for lunch, so I’ll uh… I’ll see ya around, I guess-,”

“No,” you blurted.

He blinked at you.

“I mean… No, I wouldn’t mind you being my boyfriend,” You mumbled, voice growing smaller as you spoke.

He blinked again.

Was this really happening?

You felt a warmth blossom in your chest as you watched him reach for your hand, engulfing it in his bigger one.

“I wouldn’t mind being your boyfriend, either,” he chuckled lightly, winking at you when your eyes met. You didn’t miss the red that tinted the tip of his ears.

How cute, you thought.

Giggling, you threw yourself at him. He hugged you back, holding you against his man boobies tiddies pecs chest (phew, there we go) as he rested his chin on the crown of your head. (AAAA now i want a Kuroo hug too 😭)

“Dude, finally. The flirting and the sexual tension was starting to get exhausting, you know,” you heard a gruff voice from behind you.

You pulled away from Kuroo to see another good looking man. Kuroo punched him lightly on the shoulder. The man’s name tag read “Iwaizumi Hajime, Physiotherapist”.

Ohhhh it’s the hot physio guy your friend had been telling you about for the past month or so.

“Thanks, Iwa. I’m looking forward to saying the same thing to you soon,” Kuroo smirked.

Iwaizumi chuckled, though it didn’t reach his eyes.

“Yeah, I doubt it,”

He congratulated you before turning back to Kuroo.

“You got a good one, bro. Don’t forget that. I’ll see you guys around, yeah?”

After bidding your goodbyes, you and Kuroo turned to head towards the hospital cafeteria for lunch.

It wasn’t exactly the confession you had in mind - let alone one you had planned - but hey, it worked out, didn’t it?

You had better not see that stupid nurse anywhere near your boyfriend again - your actual boyfriend, Kuroo Tetsuro.

a/n: hi again, it’s Lyssa :) hope you liked the fic! and i sure hope it was what @shine-sushi had requested hehe,, again - my writing isn’t that good, i’m still learning, so feedback and tips are welcome! thank you for reading and hope you have / had a good day!! ily <3