aroceu's fic“Hey, your game thing is green!” Kuroo grabs at it before Kenma can. “What are you playing? You have someone new at your gate? I don’t see any gate.”
“Stop it,” whines Kenma, pawing at him.
Kuroo keeps it out of his reach. “Oh! That’s the gate. Huh. It doesn’t look like a gate. And—ooh, you StreetPassed Shoyo five times now! ‘I’d like to visit your town’? What does that mean?”