Could I please request a scenario of the captains going on a road trip, and reader is the captain of one of the girls volleyball teams so she tags along except there aren't enough seats so she has to sit on Kuroos lap? I hope that makes sense 😅 I love your writing and hope you have a good day!!
A car drives towards your house and you excitedly bring your bag downstairs.
Daichi asked if you wanted to join him and a few friends to go on a road trip.
Being on the girls’ volleyball team at Karasuno made you and Daichi pretty close.
“Hi _____!” Bokuto, who sat in the front seat says waving over to you.
“Hi Bokuto!” You smile and sling your bag over your shoulder.
Daichi goes over to you and helps you put your bag in the trunk.
“Yeah um, Daishou brought quite a lot of stuff so it’s pretty tight inside.”
You nod and open the rear door.
“Hello there,” Kuroo says smirking.
“Hi, Tetsuro. Got any room in there?” You ask. The whole back row of the car fit only three people. That’s where Daichi, Daishou, and Kuroo.
He tries to scoot over but, no luck.
“How about you just sit on his lap?” Daishou says smirking at the bedhead.
Kuroo’s face turns pink and looks away from you.
“I guess that’s the only way I’ll fit.” You say. You sit on Kuroo’s lap and close the door. Wakatoshi started up the engine and started to drive.
“This is all your fault Daishou. We would be able to fit comfortably if you hadn’t brought so much stuff.” Daichi says rolling his eyes.
“It’s not my fault!”
“Who would need a bloody tent?!” Daichi says arguing with Suguru.
You pay them no mind and notice Kuroo’s hands clenching on his sides.
You turn to look at him, face slightly pink. “Are you alright?”
He nods quickly and smiles at you. “More than alright really.”
You hit his chest lightly and he chuckles.
“It seems like there would be a zig-zag road ahead,” Ushijima says glancing at the rear view mirror.
“You guys better hold on tight! Especially you _____!”
A blush creeps onto your cheeks and you hold on to the head part of Bokuto’s seat.
“May I?” The Nekoma captain asks, his hands hovering over your waist. You nod and avoid meeting his eyes.
He wraps his arms around your waist and buries his face in your hair, smelling the sweet smell of your shampoo.
“Lucky bastard…” you hear Bokuto say, a laugh escaping his lips.
Once the zig-zag road was finished, Kuroo’s arms were still wrapped around your waist.
“Oi, Kuroo! You don’t have to hold on to her!” Daishou says rolling his eyes.
Kuroo smirks at him. “Jealous, are we?”
Suguru’s eyes turn into slits as he glares at Kuroo, a laugh escaping your lips.
“Bumpy road ahead!” Bokuto screams.
Kuroo’s face pales.
This was gonna be a long trip.