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12:00am 12:01 am.

your phone vibrated against your pillow, pulling you out of sleep. squinting, you reached for it, barely registering the time—12:01 am—before kuroo’s name flashed across the screen.

kuroo: happy birthday, dumbass. i win.

you groaned, rubbing your eyes.

you: win what?

kuroo: being the first to say it, obviously. now open your door.

you blinked, still half-asleep.

you: no

kuroo: yes. i’m already here.

you froze. that woke you up. kicking off your blanket, you padded over to your window first, pulling the curtain back. and there he was—kuroo tetsurou, standing under the streetlight in his hoodie, a plastic bag in one hand, looking way too pleased with himself.

sighing, you grabbed your jacket and made your way downstairs, the cold air biting at your skin as you cracked the door open.

“kuroo.” your voice was flat. “what the hell.”

he grinned, stepping closer. “midnight birthday delivery. it’s tradition now.”

you raised an eyebrow. “you’ve never done this before.”

“exactly. new tradition.” he held up the bag. “onigiri and pudding, your favorites. got them fresh before the store closed.”

your heart did something weird in your chest, but you ignored it, arms crossing. “you seriously walked all the way here at midnight? just for this?”

he shrugged, stuffing his hands into his pockets. “it’s your birthday. of course i’d show up for my best friend.”

there was something in the way he said it—too casual, like he was brushing past something. the weight in his voice didn’t match the easy smirk on his face.

“you’re ridiculous,” you muttered, but you reached out anyway, taking the bag from his hands. your fingers brushed his in the process—just a second, barely anything—but it sent warmth up your arm despite the cold.

he didn’t move away, still watching you, still standing too close.

“you gonna make me stand out here all night?” his voice was quieter now, lower.

you swallowed, gripping the bag a little tighter. “you’re the idiot who came here.”

“yeah.” his smirk softened. “guess i am.”

for a second, neither of you said anything. the night air was still, the only sound your quiet breathing.

then, kuroo exhaled, stepping back with a lopsided grin. “alright, birthday kid. go eat before it gets cold.”

you rolled your eyes, but the warmth in your chest stayed.

“thanks, testsu.”

he shoved his hands in his pockets, rocking back on his heels. “anytime.”

a/n: “best friend” yea right 😒 kuroo have you a big fat hug after

@livteracts happy birthday gang