Alright, so. I have this prompt in my head and I just wanted to get it out there. A girl that is normally emotionless (you can't tell what she's thinking kind of thing) playing like board games (twister?) with Kuroo and boys of your choice and she starts getting pervy and all up on them but still keeps her poker face and they can't tell if she's coming on to them. You can write it in whatever way you like, also if requests are closed just delete this haha
Oooh yay I like this prompt! I was originally going to write for another character as well, but I really liked how the first one turned out so I’m just going to leave it at that!
You stared ahead at the tall boy who was currently digging through his hallway closet for an old game of his. Even though it was your first time in Kuroo’s house, you didn’t seem to show much interest in it. It kind of offended Kuroo that you didn’t even glance around, but he only had himself to blame for his disappointment. He knew you preferred to keep a poker face; the reason for that… he still didn’t know. But he was hoping an exciting game of Twister would help you break out of that shell.
He pulled the game out of the closet triumphantly and sat down next to you on the ground.
“Have you played Twister before?” he asked.
“Yes,” you replied.
“Good, let’s get straight into it then.”
Kuroo laid the mat out in front of you and set the spinner in between you two.
“Ladies first,” he gestured animatedly.
You nodded and flicked the spinner with your finger.
“Ah, left foot on yellow,” Kuroo commented.
You stood up and stretched to place your foot on the closest yellow circle. You turned your eyes to Kuroo, who was gazing up at you with a strange look on his face.
“Come on, _____, let’s have some fun with this. Don’t look so grumpy.”
Something in you changed as soon as those words left his mouth. Your eyes hardened and your jaw clenched, but otherwise your face remained unchanged. It was your actions that would reveal the switch.
Kuroo glanced at you for what seemed like the hundredth time. Your face held its usual facade, but you were acting very different. For one thing, your hand was resting dangerously close to his butt for stability, and whenever you shifted positions, you made sure to brush your leg or arm or any other part of your body against him while doing so. It was so tantalizing because Kuroo knew you were acting more flirtatious than normal: he just couldn’t figure out why. Finally, after you slid underneath him to reach a circle on the other side of the mat and practically pushed your butt up against his hips, he couldn’t take it anymore. He fell backwards and landed on the ground with a low thud. You cocked your head as you observed him.
“I believe this means I win,” you commented.
Kuroo shook his head.
“I don’t get it, _____. What game are you playing?”
“Game?” You crouched down next to him and rested a hand on his chest, “I’m not playing any games.”
You leaned in. Kuroo’s eyes darted across your face, looking for the lie. When you were a mere inch from his face, your hand suddenly grabbed his shirt and balled it into a fist. The atmosphere changed in a millisecond. You leaned in close, but this time Kuroo felt tension rather than affection.
“Let this be a warning to you, Tetsurou Kuroo. Don’t ever call me grumpy again.”
You sat back on your haunches and folded your arms across your chest. Kuroo blinked at you in a daze. He shook his head to clear his mind and shot you a taunting smirk.
“Why don’t we have a rematch? Prove to me you’re really not grumpy.”
Your eyes flashed again, but this time they held a light in them that previously wasn’t there.