Confetti

“…are those aliens?” stuttered pointing at the flashing green creatures on his shirt, utterly shocked. Not really Kuroo’s smoothest introduction.“I don’t want fashion related comments from a guy who’s wearing a pajamas with black kittens,” Oikawa shot back , leaning against the door’s frame with a grin.Kuroo looked down at himself and cursed. Damn Bokuto.From the first day they met, Kuroo knew Oikawa was going to make his life a hell.***A collection of daily, colorful adventures of Bokuto and Kuroo, sharing their University's dorm's apartment, together with their upstairs' neighbor. Where Kuroo is a stressed single mother who would have just wanted to study but has to deal with falling in love with the most childish and crazy guy he could find, Bokuto is a ball of sunshine and hyperactivity playing the best wingman ever and Oikawa is a mysterious insomniac and a closet nerd that will drag them in the most absurd adventures during their friendship. Or, how Kuroo manages to survive to the duo who has decided to make his life a living hell.