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Who knew you could find love in a supermarket…? A bit cliché, right? But here we are, I guess.
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Summertime finally came, if you ask people what summer is to them, they’ll definitely tell you something so trivial like sunbathing under the scorching sun, waking up at lunch time, going to the beach and swimming all day long, going on night clubs till sunrise, the famous bar hopping, crowded summer parties and so on… but if you ask any college student that question, you’ll be given one immediate answer and it’s “looking for a summer job”.
Kenma Kozume, a college student majoring in psychology works in a mini supermarket as his summer job which is considered lucky because not everyone is granted a job that quick but thanks to his parents who own the minimart, it’s not a problem for him to find a job that fast.
One week before the semester ends, the college boy was told to watch the shop for a day since there was no one who could do it. The assigned part timer called in sick the same day. Fortunately, Kenma doesn’t have a lecture that day so he agreed to substitute.
Bored like always, he took his switch from his pocket and started playing the nearly finished game he bought last week. He thought to himself, he should at least earn separate money to buy the newest game released plus it’s a horror one so he’s pretty much enthusiastic about it. He loves horror games, he loves the adrenaline rush, the stomach twisting effect and the butterflies flying everywhere. He accepted the fact that he can only feel those emotions when he's glued to his gadget.
Busy playing his game, he didn’t notice the door opening. Still focused on killing the main boss, a hand snatched the gaming console from his hand without hesitation. Anger fuelling inside him, if it wasn’t for that hand then he would’ve finished that game at last. He stared directly to the customer’s eyes, he asked with a loud and firm voice what his problem is and what does he want. He violently grabbed his switch back and turned it off with his eyebrows furrowed.
The client taken aback told the employee that he was just asking for a product because he couldn’t see it anywhere but because the gamer boy was so absorbed in his game, he must’ve not heard him.
“I’m Kuroo btw, if you tell me your name maybe I won’t ask for your manager and tell them that the customer service was shit today and that the employee is not doing his job seriously.” said the customer playfully with a smirk and a wink.
Furious Kenma with the console on his right hand, smacked the counter with his left hand. With a grin on his face he replied, “How can I be so sure that you won’t actually call the manager?”.
“If you want assurance, I can give you my number and you can give me yours if that’s what you want.” Kuroo said with a sheepish smile
“Yeah, no thanks I prefer being jobless rather than exchanging numbers and talking to you.” Kenma replied with a straight tone
“Wow! Playing hard to get, aren’t we?”
“Pfft!”
“I’ll come back for that name and number sweetheart.” Kuroo shouted while exiting the shop.
“What a nuisance” Kenma said to himself with a smirk on his face.
A week has passed, summer “vacation” has started but not for Kenma at least. Busy arranging the deliveries he received this morning, a man approached him from behind, startled he swings the first product to his right.
“You again?” Kenma yelled with a product on his hand.
“Oho? I just wanted your name and number…mister aren’t you going too fast?” the man replied with a chuckle
“Shut up! I just grabbed the first thing on my right! How annoying can you be?”
“It’s alright, we can still use them for later but sadly I’m bigger than that.” Still sarcastic like it’s his only defence.
“I despise you so much! What do you want now? I don’t get paid enough for this” he sighed
“You” Kuroo replied unwavering his gaze.
“What?” the petite faux blonde hiding the blush on his face.
“Ehem… I said I’m here for a job, I saw the notice outside that you were looking for a part timer?”
“Oh, um yes we do but the manager isn’t here yet, if you want you can leave your CV to me and I’ll give it to the manager.”
“So… how can I be so sure that you will actually give it huh since you hate me that much?” grinning again
“Uh fine, I’m Kenma now give me your number so you can finally leave me alone”
“Good pudding” he gave his phone with a genuine smile
“Excuse me? What pudding? What???” he’s trying to act confused but is actually loving it
“Well, your hair does look like a pudding… did you ran out of hair dye or what. But don’t worry because you’re still pretty.”
“Stop talking I’m losing my brain cells because of you.”
“Cute... I’ll see you soon then!”
Once Kuroo left the shop Kenma could finally breathe normal again. The thing is… he doesn’t even know why but the first interaction he made with that man he felt the same way he does when playing horror games, not that Kuroo looks like a zombie or something, he is attractive even with his black looking like rooster hair, his height is a bonus too. Nevermind that one, he remembered he did have a crush on his best friend Hinata Shoyou back in high school and he was pretty short like him too. In the back of his head, he thinks it’s love at first sight, but he also believes such thing doesn’t exist unless you’re in a fic or a manhwa or something.
Two days later, he couldn’t believe his eyes that the annoying looking guy he detests would be working with him for a whole summer break, he just wants to get run over by a truck but not really, he’s just in denial bet he’s looking forward to working with him… Is it the only reason though?
His shift starts at seven in the morning, but he decided to come by ten minutes before his shift. The sleep deprived boy went straight to the employee’s locker room to get changed. With a shocked look on his face, he suddenly couldn’t move, he was fixated at his co-worker’s toned back muscles, his huge biceps that can chokehold him anytime, any day just tell him the date and time he’ll be damned if he refuses. He didn’t notice he was drooling in front of him, he snapped back to his senses when Kuroo called him for the third time.
“Would you look at that, already thirsty this early in the morning. Do you want my milk?... I mean some milk? You look like you just came out of a casket.” Kuroo teased.
“I wasn’t looking at you though I just remembered I forgot something at home.” He tried to lie hoping it would work.
“I didn’t say you were darling.”
“And also, I only slept for 3 hours that’s why I’m looking like this.” He huffed
“Why is that? What were you doing late at night that you couldn’t even manage to get a decent sleep? You were thinking about me huh? I knew it! You’re getting cuter each time we meet.”
“And you’re getting braver each time you talk to me. What a pain in the ass.”
“Sure, but I’m pretty sure every time I talk to you, you look like you just got out of a sauna. Your cheekies are betraying you and I love that for me.”
“Shut up and go get working.”
He slammed the door shut into Kuroo’s face, no sense of guilt or whatever.