Mispy

(Credits to Karasunyo on tt for the initial inspo🫡)

(Sorry if it’s ooc! Also please keep in mind this is my first fic. My first language isn’t English and if something doesn’t make sense please ask🙏🙂‍↕️)

Camp counsellors with Kuroo Tetsurou

Smack!

Right across the back of my head, I whip my head around, searching for the culprit. My eyes narrowing as they zeroed in on none other than Kuroo. My designated frenemy and fellow camp counsellor.

“IMAGINE not having your phone”. He grinned, tugging his phone out of his pocket, and dangling it in my face like a piece of meat. I sigh, swatting his phone away from my face as he pushed it closer.

It was nine o’clock in the morning and he was acting like this? This was gonna be a looong two weeks.

“You know… you just gotta be more slick,” he shrugged, that stupid smug grin appearing. I narrowed my eyes, crossing my arms over my chest.

“For your information, I didn’t give my phone in, dingus.”

I watched him blink, his expression blank. He looked like I had just told him a rhyme he couldn’t figure out. I sighed, how small was this guys brain?

“I gave them a trap phone, genius.”

His eyebrows lifted. The confusion shifting into something smug, like he was saying “ohhh”.

“I’m not stupid.” I murmured, letting out a well deserved scoff. He shrugged, “agree to disagree.” Which made me inevitably roll my eyes.

“Anyways… how’d you manage to keep your phone?” Now it was my turn to raise an eyebrow.

He grinned, nudging his shoulder towards the direction of one of the other counsellors, the one collecting phones. I watched his expression, he looked far too proud— puffing his chest out with a smirk.

“I’ve got a trick or two up my sleeve.”

I groan. Rubbing my nose bridge. “Did you seriously bribe the other counsellor?” He shrugged his shoulders— he knew damn well that the other counsellor in fact had a crush on him. “I’m just using my advantages. What— are you jealous?” He wiggled his eyebrows at me, leaning in just a few inches above my face.

I reached up and flicked his forehead. “In which alternate universe would I ever—“

RING RING RINGGG!!!!

We both look towards the crowd, and where the sound of the bell came from. Everyone was being given cabin and counsellors.

“Well don’t just stand there? Come on!” I nudge him, and we get moving towards the crowd. He was rubbing his forehead, murmuring something about me beating him up.

We moved through the crowd until we were at the front with the rest of the counsellors. And just as my name was shouted.

“Y/n and group three! You’re going to the purple cabin!”

I moved through the crowd, getting to my group of campers. I led them to the purple cabin, telling them the rules we had about cabins on the way there.

“… and these rules are to be kept, so don’t try and sneak out or do something stupid— because we’ll find out. Alright?”

The cabin was fairly medium sized. It had four bunk beds and two dressers pushed to the sides of each wall. I sighed when the campers started arguing about who’s getting which bunk bed.

“Hey— guys! Rock, paper, scissors, who wins gets the top bunk. Remember, there are other people around us, so keep it down.”

The campers reluctantly nodded and started playing rock, paper, scissors. I stepped out for a minute, only rounding the corner of my cabin before knocking into something hard.

I looked up, already grumbling as I recognised who I was looking at.

“What do you want, Kuroo?” I asked, holding my nose with an irritated expression.

He didn’t say much, just grinned and grabbed my wrist, tugging me along as he led me elsewhere. His feet moved faster than my own could process as I was tugged along somewhere, his mind seemed set on this.

“Woah slow down, dude! Hey, where are you taking me—?” He stopped abruptly in front a bigger cabin, making me bump into his back. I stumbled, taking a few steps back.

He turned to me with a pleading expression, looking like he had something on his mind. Like he was egging me on. “Okay, so I want you to give me a tour of your cabin.” I raised an eyebrow, crossing my arms. “And what made you think this is my cabin?”

He looked a little shy all of a sudden, rubbing the back of his neck. Like he was being exposed.

“Because it’s the female counsellors cabin?..” i sighed, of course it was. I was probably away with my group of kids as they announced it.

“And why do you want a tour of the girls cabin? Perv.” He scoffed and made this stupid face as if he was some kicked puppy— or more like cat, since his hair seemed to look more like cat ears by the day (in the way that its spiky if ykwim)

I rolled my eyes, patting his shoulder and grabbing him by the fabric of his shirt to reluctantly lead him into the girls cabin.

“We’re inside now, it’d be really great if you could tell me what all this was ab—?” I paused. Why’d he look so pleased? What’s with the expression on his face?…

“Yk, keep holding me like that and I might just think you want me closer.” He smirked, and I swear I felt my eye twitch. As if by reflex, I immediately let go of his jersey. Rolling my eyes, because of course his mind went there.

“Shut up, dingus. Now tell me what you want before the other girls start thinking you’re here to perv on them— which I wouldn’t put past you but…?” I trailed off, raising an eyebrow.

I watched his smirk grow into a shit eating grin, then he simply shrugged and made his way over to what I assumed was my bed… since it was plastered in polaroid pictures of me sleeping on the bus.

Well mostly, some were of me eating a chocolate lava cake as a thirteen year old. It was a memory I don’t think I’d ever forget.

My thirteenth birthday, Kuroo had turned up at my doorstep with a huge chocolate lava cake. Something I had jokingly made a comment about a few days prior.

I remember gasping and pulling him into my house like someone was watching us, and we were doing something illegal. “I can’t believe you actually bought one! Thank you, thank you, thank you!” I had yelled and immediately dug into it. And after what might’ve been only five minutes, I had chocolate smeared all over my face.

I also remember smearing chocolate all over his polaroid camera. But that’s another memory.

Despite the terrible pictures he had put up of me— it was kinda cute.

The majority of them had been hung up on a string of fairy lights across the wall. I let out an amused chuckle, fighting back the urge to smile ear-to-ear and give him the biggest hug.

“Kuroo, omg what did you do?” I climbed onto the bed, pulling one of the polaroids into my hand, gasping and laughing.

“Oh my god! Where’d you even find this?” I said, finally looking up at him. I was met with his gaze on me already, an expression far too soft for someone who claimed to only be my “childhood frenemy”.

He cleared his throat, shrugging and trying to appear nonchalant and tough as he always does. But I could see the tips of his ears turning pink.

“I don’t know.. it’s just something I found while packing and I thought this would be a.. good surprise.?” He looked like he was having a hard time coming up with the words. I only smiled and reached up to ruffle his hair, snorting at his shy behaviour after being caught doing something genuinely nice for me. At the sudden touch, I watched his ears and cheeks turn a rosy pink colour.

“Well it was really nice of you, so thank you. Even though you could most certainly have picked better pictures of me..” I teased, watching a smile take over his face.

“You like it?” He immediately calmed down, looking at the ceiling like he had found a sudden interest in it. “I mean— yeah, of course.”

To ruin the cute moment of Kuroo being momentarily vulnerable…

“Hey— since you saw mine, can I see your cabin?” I questioned, standing up to pull him towards the boys cabin.

He quite literally skidded to stop me from pulling him any further, like animatedly so.

“Uh so that’s not happening. The boys dorm looks like actual shit.” He frowned, rolling his eyes like he wasn’t apart of it.

I shrugged, my expression not changing much despite a single quirk of my lips. “Probably because you’re like inhabiting in it so like your stench reaches every corner.”

He audibly gasped at that, “yo wtf?” His expression shifted into confusion then annoyance. “That was totally uncalled for, make sure your door is locked tonight— what the hell??” He looked genuinely offended, I shrugged it off.