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[iwadori]

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when you and kuroo started your freshman year of college —at different universities— your relationship became stagnant.

“tetsu, maybe we should just break up” you suggested as the middle blocker stood proudly in front of you, suited in his graduation cap and gown.

“maybe we shouldn't,” he argued, his eyes widening at your idea. “I know us being far apart isn’t really ideal, but it doesn’t mean we have to end this completely.”

“what if you meet someone else?” you rationalize, “or if you get too tired of not being able to see me all the time?”

“y/n, do you want to end this?” he asked. he shuffled, wondering if your suggestion was something that you actually wanted.

“no of course not, I just don’t want to be holding you back from having a proper ‘college life,’ if we stay together.”

kuroo looks at you and smiles, the foolish smile that you were used to, the one that you fell in love with, and he pulls you into his chest, his arms swiftly wrapping around you and his forehead meeting yours as he says “I don’t think I’ll have a proper ‘normal life,’ without you in it— let alone a college one.”

“you’re such a sap,”

“but you love me anyway,” he counters and you hum in affirmation, “look y/n, even if we’re 3000 miles apart, this doesn’t have to stop, you’re not even going to notice I’m far away with the amount times I’m going to call you and text you, alright?”

his words provided comfort, and you found yourself believing in the confidence he had that your relationship was going to survive.

but early into the first semester of college, you realised that kuroo’s promise was definitely not going to be true.

the first week of school you were busy, swamped with mountains of schoolwork and overwhelmed with the sudden change in environment, too busy to even check the vast amount of texts you assumed your boyfriend had sent you. except when you finally had the chance to settle into college life, you’d realized as you looked through the messages between you and kuroo that there weren't any new ones.

it was hard navigating your college life and social life whilst having a boyfriend miles and miles away, especially one who barely talked to you. there were plenty of men that had shown you interest, but you had to remind them —and yourself— that you were taken. there was an usual feeling with the amount of romantic attention you got— way different to highschool, no one would dare try to hit on you with the 6’2 middle blocker always by your side.

when kuroo opened his front door in the cold winter, the last thing he was expecting was for you to be there.

“y/n,” he awkwardly exclaims, his brows furrowed in confusion, “it’s a surprise to see you here, what are you doing here?”

“I didn’t know I had to book a reservation to see my own boyfriend,” you joked and you looked at him waiting to be let inside and he hesitantly stepped aside as you walked in front getting a look of the college dorm he was situated in.

“it’s a nice place you got here,” you said lying through your teeth as you gave the place a once over, it was a mess not reflecting kuroo at all who you knew always prided himself in his neat attire.

“sorry for the mess,” he says “i’m actually in the middle of cleaning, going to throw a party tonight.”

“a party?” you questioned “you’re throwing a party?” he hummed nonchalantly whilst moving around you to pick up the mess you were surrounded with.

“but you hate parties,” you continued “you used to say ‘parties were like a social examination,’ and would rue the day you were ever found at one.”

“well I guess people change,” he mumbled.

“yeah I guess they do…”

there was an uncomfortable pause before kuroo asked, “are you planning on staying here or are you just passing by?”

“well I didn’t catch 3 buses and a 3 hour long train to just ‘pass by,’” you said “unless you don’t have any place for me to stay with all the parties you’re planning on throwing.”

“no it’s fine, i’ll just sleep on the couch for a few days”

“the couch… we can share a bed together y’know?”

“yeah but my roommate has thing about not bringing randoms into our bedroom”

“oh you have a roommate,” you said ignoring the part where kuroo referred to you as a ‘random,’ “are they nice?”

“she’s cool, quite chill not really your vibe I guess,”

“she’s a she?” you asked and he gave you another simple ‘mhm’ in response, “is she pretty?”

“what’s that got to do with anything?” he questioned.

“nothing I was just asking…”

“you’ll see her at the part anyways so I guess you’ll be able to answer that question yourself”

“right the party.”

you regretted ever deciding to make the journey to your boyfriends once the party started. you were already put off by his odd mood but once the party was beginning it was like you were seeing a stranger.

even when you walked around the party — after kuroo left you on your own — you felt even worse when his friends would say ‘I didn’t know kuroo was dating anybody,’ and you tried to come up with a reasonable excuse as to why none of his self proclaimed ‘best friends,’ never heard of you but you couldn’t even kid yourself.

he found you sitting in his bedroom, staring at your phone “hey do you want a drink?” he asked his words slurring and you didn’t even need to hear his inconsistent speech to tell he was drunk as kuroo reeked of alcohol.

“no i’m fine” you said “i don’t drink remember.”

“c’mon y/n live a little...just one drink,” he persisted, swinging the cup of whatever random substances he combined in front of your face.

“what happened to you kuroo?”

“what do you mean, i’m the best i’ve ever been!”

“well I beg to differ,” you mumbled but even in his drunken state he still hears.

“what’s that supposed to mean,” he says “just because i’m not the same guy I was in highschool doesn’t mean I haven’t bettered myself”

“oh look at you kuroo I’d hardly say you’ve bettered yourself.”

“it’s not like you know me y/n”

“thats the problem you idiot,” you said feeling frustrated “I don’t know you, not anymore”

“well college life is busy, you should know that yourself”

“I know that but in spite of how hectic things can get I still at least tried to make time for you, i literally came all this way to see you”

“It’s not like I asked you to do that though,” he argued, feeling annoyed as if you were blaming the half of communication all on him.

“well are you saying you don’t want me to be here right now?”

“with the way this conversations going I can’t really say I do want you here right now,” he said with a sigh.

“fine, I guess i’ll be taking my leave then…” you stood up and grabbed the small luggage you brought with you ready to head to the door.

“y/n,” kuroo calls “have a safe trip” and with that you left not looking back at your boyfriend.

on the train ride home you stumbled across an old photo of you and kuroo and realised there’s something you need to do that you should’ve done a while ago.

“tetsurou,” you said as he answered the phone call.

“yes y/n?”

“I’m breaking up with you” you said trying to sound confident and not like you were second guessing every word you were saying.

“oh I see,” he says quietly in response before finishing with “i still love you though.”

kuroo didn’t have a chance to hear your response since the line went dead as you ended the call placing your back phone into your pocket.

AN: um this was so hard to write dbshdhhs it angst ik but I promise there’s better days to come w Kuroo and y/n. Thanks to tee and eris for reading this over for meeee bro I hope you all enjoy it let me know what you think