“they’re so mean!”
the young girl pointed her finger at you as kuroo snickered.
“they are mean, they made me cry too!” your boyfriend exclaimed, falsetto heartbreak laced through his tone as he shot you a sly smirk.
you had been asked to accompany kuroo to babysit his niece while his sister and her partner were away. kuroo being adamant on being the ‘favourite uncle’ - despite the fact he was the child’s only uncle, he’d still insisted upon being the favourite regardless - had agreed within a heartbeat and mentioned you’d be there with him too.
“tetsurō, stop messing with this poor child’s head.” you rolled your eyes as the little girl before you balled her fists as you spoke.
“stay away from him!” she yelled, small frown wiped across her mucky face.
you glanced over at the child, slight annoyance washing over you as kuroo only made it harder for you to win her over. he was always so adamant on you being a part of his family, yet sometimes he’d make it so difficult.
“tetsurō,” you warned, hard glare aimed his way. “stop lying before i really do make you cry.”
“you see that? they really are mean!” kuroo gasped, his niece tugging on his arm as if to drag him away. you rolled your eyes and shrugged. there was no point in trying to win a battle with neither kuroo or a child from the same bloodline as him, you’d only agitate yourself more.
a few moments of peace passed by before kuroo’s phone started to ring. tutting in slight irritancy, kuroo stood up and mouthed ‘it’s work’ to you before heading down the hall to take the call leaving yourself and his niece alone together.
you bit the inside of your cheek, unsure of whether she was genuinely upset with you for all the lies your boyfriend had joking fed her. you tried to avoid eye contact, but jumped at the sudden contact in your lap, the young girl crawling into it before tugging on your shirt.
“don’t tell uncle roo,” she whisper shouted. “but i actually prefer you more, i don’t want to make him sad though.” a smirk tugged on your lips as you held the infant in your lap a little more securely.
“is that so?” you asked, slight laugh in your voice as the girl vigorously nodded.
“yes.” she confirmed, grabby hands gripping your shoulders as she stared right into your eyes. “he’s smelly, but you’re pretty.” she giggled, hands gripping a little stronger as she laughed.
you smiled at the child, genuine relief washing over you as you picked her up and sat her in your lap properly. “well, since your smelly uncle’s gone for a minute, let’s get your tea set out and give him the smallest cup before he comes back.”
the girl snickered, teasing grin on her face. she was definitely a kuroo.
her hands messily grabbed at her small china tea set, cups and plates clumsily placed around the small play table you were sat at as she mindlessly babbled about all the things a child naturally would. you smiled and joined her as she happily insisted upon you sitting next to her before kuroo came back.
unbeknownst to you, your boyfriend was leaning in the doorway listening in and had been for the past few minutes. he wore a gentle smile upon watching the two of you interact, warm and satisfied feeling inside him as he pulled out his phone. he’d cancel all his meetings for tomorrow, because since he was now certain you naturally fit into his arguably dysfunctional family, he absolutely had to start planning on officially making you apart of it.
and just like that, ring shopping tomorrow had suddenly moved to the top of his priorities.