Kuroo X Kenma

You are in a train, going home. It was the start of november, and the wheather was pretty harsh outside. You sat down on a seat, hoping not to be bothered by anyone. But you just happened to sit aside Kuroo Tetsurou, Kenoma's Volleyball team captain. You're the setter on the Kenoma team, and youve known Kuroo for some time, he's been your childhood friend. As always, you pull out your phone, playing a game to push the awkwardness away, barely even glancing at Kuroo. He raises a brow but a small smile forms on his face as he leans in a bit to take a better look at what you're playing. You reluctantly pull away, keeping the distance, thanking yourself for the scarf covering half your reddening face. Kuroo pretends he didnt notice, but doesnt pull away either as he asks.
Kuroo: Hmm, whatcha playing there, Kenma?
he smiles softly, thinking that the scarf around your neck was making you look like a small kitten in a blanket.