#kenma kozume x you

[imaginethathaikyuu]

Em, you probably don't know this, but I actually have a huge weakness for streamer!Kenma. This might be kinda basic but what if streamer!Kenma and streamer!reader are both super popular, and everyone is always begging them to stream together, but what everyone DOESN'T know is that they're secretly dating and are afraid that if they stream together everyone will figure it out :') but it's just a thought so yeah no pressure. I hope you do get some inspo for streamer!Kenma though 💗 ily!

kris i love u and i wrote this just for u <333 it feels like me and u are playing ping pong with the writing brain cell recently. i love it we're so back

streamer!kenma x streamer!reader

featuring: secret relationship, kenma teaches u how to play chess on stream, loving banter, little bits of chess talk. i tried not to put too much streamer talk in this so it was actually readable and not cringe. gender neutral reader word count: 1882

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Kenma was just about to end his stream when he noticed your name being typed in the chat. Someone linked a clip of you from your stream - which was currently live - so he clicked it. 

A text to speech message read out loud, “Are you going to be in Noya’s next event?” and as you were focusing on your gameplay, you took a second to reply. 

“Am I… No, I don’t think so.” 

Kenma laughed while you struggled your way through playing MineCraft. 

“I was invited but - chat, I don’t want to start any drama but I kind of don’t want to play in it if Kenma’s playing, and someone told me he was invited.” 

Kenma barked a laugh, a loud noise that was rarely heard from him, as you shrugged and struggled to hide your smile. 

“There, I said it! If it starts drama, so be it!” You put your hands up in defense, laughing at yourself. 

The clip ended, so he immediately opened your stream, and you were still talking about him. 

He couldn’t hide his smile if he tried - he only hoped none of his viewers noticed the fondness in his eyes. 

The two of you had been dating for at least a year, and it was the best kept secret of his career.

There was a joke online about the two of you not liking each other. It all started when you were openly avoiding him in a game lobby with other streamers - from there, it grew into a bit that you committed to full throttle. 

Everyone knew you and Kenma were friends in real life. You shared a friend group, and often streamed with the same people. Online, however, you made a spectacle of not liking him. 

Kenma found it hilarious, and so did your chat. 

“Do you guys know he cheats in like, every game he plays?” 

“That’s not true!” He was laughing and rolling his eyes at the same time. “Oh my god.” 

He typed his words in your chat, and he watched the messages flood with his name. 

Your eyes widened a little when you read, “Is he in chat? Kenma, go away. This stream isn’t for you.” 

He typed a simple, “no,” and you scoffed at it. 

“Every time I mention your name you show up - I know you love the drama.” 

A few seconds later a text to speech message read, “he’s such a theater kid,” and at the sound of your laughter, he closed your stream. 

“I’m not a theater kid.” He sank a little in his chair, watching his chat being filled with emotes. “I literally played sports in high school!” 

It was only a few days later when he was sent another clip from your stream, this time from a text to speech donation. 

“Kenma, I think you need to see this.” 

He clicked the link and saw you were once again playing MineCraft. 

It was a long clip - in the game, you jumped off your boat into the ocean and started swimming to the bottom. Everyone in your chat was telling you not to, but you didn’t listen. 

“I’m not going to die. Why would I die? This is the best run I’ve had. I’m not going to die.” 

That’s when he realized you were playing the hardcore version of the game, meaning if you died, the game was over. 

He watched as you swam down into a huge ravine, and he had a feeling he knew what would happen as your character’s air bubbles were slowly popping. 

“Do you want to make a bet? If I die here I will do anything you want. Anything. Because I’m not going to die!” 

As you said that, your character started taking damage. And you tried swimming back up to the surface of the water, but you weren’t fast enough. You almost made it, and then - game over!

Your head was in your hands as the chat on screen spammed, “stream with Kenma!” 

Three days later, you were forced to take your punishment. 

Your viewers had been asking you to stream with Kenma for a long time, and you always avoided it with a joke - never revealing the real reason you didn’t want to go live with him. 

It wasn’t the end of the world if your relationship became public, but you knew things would be much easier in private. It wasn’t something you were trying to hide, but you weren’t posting it proudly, either. 

You decided on streaming Kenma teaching you how to play chess. He’d been playing a lot online, and you hoped it wouldn’t take longer than an hour. You were too nervous to go any longer than that. 

Kenma was late to answering your call. When he finally answered, you immediately started berating him. 

“Have you ever been on time?” 

“I was just seeing how long you’d wait for me,” he said. 

“If you never showed up, I would have gotten out of doing this.” 

He pulled up your stream just so he could look at you - even though he’d seen you just a few minutes ago. You were just down the hall, but nobody watching knew that. 

“Have you been watching my stream this whole time?” 

He grinned, “No, I’ve never watched your stream.” 

“Then why are you always in my chat?” 

You sat with your legs crossed, playing with the necklace you always wore - the one he bought for you just a few months ago. He loved seeing you wear it. 

“Because you’re always talking about me, like you’re obsessed with me or something.” 

“Can we get to the game? You’ve kept me waiting long enough.” 

Kenma wasn’t a good teacher - far from it - but he tried his best. After teaching you the names of all the pieces and how they moved, you were ready to play a game that he’d guide you through. You played white, he played black. 

“Can you just teach me the best opening in the game? I don’t need to know anything complicated.” 

“...Okay.” 

He took a second to decide. Once he made up his mind, he started giving his instructions. 

“The first move is pawn to f3.” 

“What does that mean?” 

“Do you see the pawns?” 

You laughed, because the way he said it sounded like he was talking to a kid. “Yes, I see the pawns!”

“Move the one on the F file up one square.” After a second you made your move, and it was his turn: pawn to e6. “Now pawn to g4.” 

“What’s this opening called?” 

He didn’t reply, instead, he was distracted by his chat. By now, everyone had already figured out what he was doing, and the messages they were sending made him laugh. 

“Kenma?” 

“It’s called the Fool’s Mate,” he said. 

“Why?” 

He had to push his microphone away from his face so you wouldn’t hear him laugh, but he pulled it back to say, “I think this is why.” 

He made his next move: queen to h4. And a window popped up on his screen, You Won! 

“What the fuck!” 

“Good game.”

“Kenma, what the fuck!” 

“You made it too easy.” 

“Kenma.” You were whining his name, sinking into your chair. “This is why I don’t like you.” 

“Everyone knew I would beat you, I just sped things up.” 

“That’s not true!” 

“You’re always such a sore loser,” he mumbled. 

“You’re always a cheater.” 

Twenty minutes later, you were in the middle of a real game - if Kenma telling you which moves to make could be considered real. And both of you had successful streams so far, your viewers none the wiser to the truth of your relationship. 

It was easy, he realized, and fun. He hated how funny you were, because you could make him laugh more than anyone, and he was sure he seemed completely lovesick. 

“I think you should move the bishop,” Kenma suggested when you took more than two minutes to offer your next move. 

“Uh…” 

“The bishop.” 

“I don’t remember which one that is!” 

Kenma waited for you to figure it out, and then you moved your queen. 

And he was truly disappointed, because that was the one move you shouldn’t have made. He couldn’t even laugh. 

“You just sacrificed your queen.” 

“I don’t even know what that means!” 

“Babe - that was a total blunder!” His queen captured yours, and he realized this may have been a complete waste of time. “You lost your most important piece!” 

“I thought that was the bishop, Ken!” 

He sighed, acting as dramatic as possible. “You haven’t learned a thing. It’s basically game over, now,” and he scanned the chess board on his screen, looking for the quickest way to end the game. 

He looked over at his chat to see it was being spammed with question marks, and then his phone vibrated with a message from you. 

It read, “you just let the cat out of the bag.” 

“Oh,” he said. He laughed, because he only just realized what he said - the nickname had slipped before he could catch himself - and something awkward started to settle. But he shrugged it off. “Oops.” 

He started texting you back until you said, “are you disappointed in me, babe?” 

“Oh my god.” He sat his phone down, ignoring your message completely. “Stop flirting with me.” 

“You said it first!” 

“It was an accident!” 

You texted him again. “Should we just tell them?” 

He typed back, “I think so.” 

“Okay, wait,” you said. “Everyone go look at Kenma’s stream. He’s going to do something really cool while I go to the bathroom.” 

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.” He opened your stream in another tab and watched you get up from your seat. 

Everyone in your chat and his was confused - as was he. 

Then, his door opened, and you walked in. 

“What are you doing?” he laughed. 

“I wanted to come say hi.” You walked over to him, grabbing the back of his chair and turning it back and forth just to bother him. “Wait, are you streaming?” 

He scoffed, but it was all affectionate. “You’re so dumb.” 

You looked down at his screen and waved, “hi chat!” and then noticed he had your stream on his second monitor. “You’re watching my stream!” 

“Yeah, I’m a fan,” he joked. 

He knew the chat would be filled with questions and reactions, but he didn’t care at all. He found this entire thing hilarious, and judging by the smirk on your face, you did too. 

When you finally got back to your room, you sat down as if nothing had even happened. 

“Okay, can you teach me what a Queen’s Gambit is?” 

“No, because you can’t even tell me which piece is the queen.” 

Later that night when you had both ended your livestreams, both of you made your own posts on twitter acknowledging the announcement you’d made. Kenma posted a photo of you with his cat in your lap - the one that had been his phone wallpaper since he’d taken it. You posted the first selfie you’d taken together - both without captions, because there was no explanation required. 

And if you kept acting like you hated Kenma during your stream, he’d be the only one allowed to call your bluff.

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#(posting at 7 am cuz im just excited to post.) #i love u kris <3 thank u for the writing inspiration #this was actually so fun to write #and i wouldnt have written it if u hadnt asked me to lmao #i love it! #ive missed writing like this ;-; #everything i write is so COMPLICATED but its so fun to just write something SIMPLE!!!!!! #kenma kuzome #kenma kozume x reader #kenma kozume x you #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x you #haikyuu x y/n #fluff #haikyuu oneshot

[utahimeow]

mishap part two….

do i regret not making this a full fic . yes

read part one here !

NSFW CONTENT MINORS DNI

kenma disconnects immediately—actually this time. turns off his pc and sprints from his gaming room to his bedroom quicker than he thought he was even capable of. throws himself onto his bed and shoves his face into his pillows and wishes, just wishes, the earth would swallow him whole.

his phone vibrates and there’s not a shred of doubt in his mind that it’s you. probably telling him how gross you think he is, how you hate him and never want to speak to him again. but your texts keep coming. his phone vibrates and vibrates and doesn’t stop. but kenma doesn’t budge. he refuses. if he falls asleep then he doesn’t have to deal with it.

and then you’re calling him and finally his head snaps up—he was right, it is you. he can’t do anything but stare at the screen as it rings, your contact name staring straight back at him. menacingly. after what feels like an eternity, the call drops and he’s forced to face the abundance of texts from you on his lockscreen.

but he’s not… in trouble?

your texts are a series of his name and as they go on it becomes more elongated, gets capitalised, and eventually morphs into incoherent keysmashes. your next text is what catches him the most off guard:

i thought it was hot btw

his eyes nearly pop out of his head when he reads it, and his embarrassment dissipates completely into something else. something hot. his room suddenly feels like a sauna.

i know ur hiding from me which is really mean bc now im horny bc of u :(

and that’s the last straw for him. his mouth is dry and he thinks he’s about to pass out but he’s fumbling with his phone trying desperately to press call on your contact. you answer within a millisecond. your voice comes through the phone and he’s reminded of the very thing that brought him here in the first place.

“kenma?”

“don’t you think i’m a weirdo?” he asks, straightforward as ever.

“no... i’m relieved. i think about you so much, you know. always think about your pretty fingers touching me… your mouth… i’ve always wondered how you’d sound when you feel good, and now i know.”

kenma’s mouth opens and shuts. he tries so hard to form words but he can’t. and his cock is straining against his sweatpants again. if you weren’t the death of him before, you certainly are now.

there’s a whine from your end of the call, and a distant squelch that makes kenma question his entire sanity. surely you’re not- there’s no way you’re actually-

“are you touching yourself..?” he asks, but he’s so quiet he’s not sure you even hear him.

“i can’t help it, ken… it’s all your fault for getting me all bothered.”

he’s heard your whiny voice before, really he finds it hard to be disappointed at a valorant loss when you sound so cute when you’re upset. but none of it has ever been this obscene.

he sits there, suffering from a painful hard-on in silence like an idiot because he’s too in awe to speak.

“well, are you gonna come over and make it up to me or not?”

and he’s setting a new personal record for how fast he sprints.

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[revasserium]

neverending daydreams with kenma? 🫶

reqs are open :)

neverending daydreams

kenma; 3,709 words; almost freakishly fluffy, but also kinda trippy. basically my specialty and i love this fic a holy freaking hell of a lot. if u read pls PLS tell me what u think u__u and lemme know if u 'get' the ending!!!

he has never been, in all seriousness, what people would have called a dreamer. but having spent most of his waking hours either gaming or wishing he were gaming, kenma quietly considers the implications of being called as such. a dreamer. what a title — what a name.

what a burden.

“was it bad last night?”

“no, not as bad… but at least it was interesting.”

“oh yeah? tell me.”

“so there was a maze, right — and then you know the super hot manga character from the new series — yeah, he was there too, and we had to like figure out this maze but we couldn’t wear shoes —”

kenma lets his head lilt to one side, his eyes falling shut in the early afternoon sun filtering through the wide classroom windows. they’d been cracked open half an hour ago to let in some air, the spring blossoming into what kenma is already sure would be an absolutely sweltering tokyo summer. he’s already dreading it.

“— and then i woke up!”

“aww… lame! you didn’t even make out!”

your laughter spills across the room, warm as the sun now soaking into kenma’s skin and he shakes himself awake, blinking unfocused towards the gaggle of girls sitting three rows ahead of him, heads bent together, a multi-limbed conglomeration of painted nails and hair pins, phone baubles and perfume. he shudders slightly — making out — what a thought. how gross. he’d never understood the appeal, even as more and more of his classmates began to whisper about it, to joke and cackle about it next to the shoe-lockers, in the stalls of the boys bathrooms during lunch, on the benches near the playparks on the way home, loitering around convenience store corners, eyes lingering on bare skin and bracelets, on rolled up sleeves and blushing cheeks.

kenma crinkles his nose, thinking now, of noses. and where on earth they’d even go if you were to —

“oi kenma-kun, do you have notes from yesterday’s class? i lent mine to kiyo in 2-b and she says her dog ate it.”

kenma blinks, nonplussed as your face swims into view, his vision catching on the tiny gems glinting from your earlobes.

“huh? you… don’t really believe that, do you?” he asks before he can quite stop himself. the resulting silence makes an uncomfortable heat climb up the length of his neck till his cheeks are burning with it, and still, you stare at him.

“why shouldn’t i? her dog eats weird stuff all the time.”

kenma blinks again, owlish, and he’s unsure if your confusion is feigned and this entire thing is just some elaborate prank, one that’ll break you into laughter any second. he resists the urge to look around, to make sure that the rest of his classmates aren’t all watching him like they’re in on the joke, waiting for the cue to start laughing as well. he feels his shoulders shrugging up as he fights down a frown.

“yeah but… that’s like the oldest excuse in the book, isn’t it? my dog ate my homework?”

this time, its your turn to blink, cocking your head to one side as you regard him, not a hint of malice or trickery in sight. he feels almost ashamed of himself for thinking it of you. of course you wouldn’t.

and then, you laugh. and he starts again, not because this was what he’d been afraid of but because this is the exact kind of laughter he was not expecting, pure and unhurried and unabashedly happy.

“ah — i guess you’re right, but… well, if she wants to keep my notes, then that’s fine. i’ll just make another set. so…” you smile at him, bright as dawn and summer starlight, “can i borrow your notes from yesterday?”

kenma resists the urge to groan, because his mind is already racing into overdrive — why not just ask kiyo from 2-b to give you back your notes again? nay, to demand that she give it back? to threaten her dog with… with what yet, kenma isn’t sure, but he is sure that that would be simpler, would it not, than to ask him for his notes. even though, sure, yes — he has almost all the same classes as you and sure, yes — he does also take pretty good notes. and sure, yes — fine.

this might be the path of least resistance but… doesn’t it feel a bit like punching in the cheatcode? isn’t it stunting… character growth and exp gain for both you and kiyo in 2-b? what if this causes a glitch in the matrix and you’re stuck in the eternal loop of borrowing people’s notes only to have your own notes be taken and eaten by kiyo’s homework-devouring dog until no one in school has notes anymore and everyone fails? would everyone have to hard-reset and start the year over?

“uh… sure… i guess. if you promise to give it back.” he reaches into his bag to pull out his notebook, pressing his lips for a second before handing it over.

you make a noise that’s caught between a squeal and a squeak. it’s a happy sound, he’s sure.

“thank you, thank you, thank you! and yes, i promise i’ll give it back! and my dog doesn’t eat homework — only table scraps and puppy treats — and maybe the occasional piece of trash on the sidewalk, but definitely no homework!”

you press the notes to your chest and beam at him and kenma finally lets out a soul-shaking sigh. he wishes he were home; he wishes he were playing video games; he wishes that the day came with a fast-forward button so he didn’t have to deal with all these scenarios that don’t make a lick of human sense.

the next day, when you return his notes, it’s with a shy smile and that he isn’t entirely sure what to make of. you’d licked your lips and looked anywhere but at him before pressing the notebook back into his chest and scurrying off with a thankssomuchforyournotes! tossed over your shoulder before you’re disappearing into your multi-limbed girl-gaggle and they were all laughing and giggling as they absorb you back into their amorphous blob, casting furtive glances his way that make his shoulders want to shrink up to his ears, if only to hide his face behind.

he hunkers down over his notebook, adjusts his sports bag and hurries into homeroom.

it isn’t until japanese literature, when he’s flipping open said borrowed-and-now-returned notebook that he notices — there’s a drawing on next blank page. or, well, what used to be the next blank page but is now definitely no longer blank. and it’s a drawing of you.

kenma stares down at it, at the cartoonishly large head, the huge, anime-lashed eyes, at your chibi-rendered hands clasped together in an unmistakable gesture of thanks. and something inside him jumps. something warm and thumping and uncoordinated. it coughs, skips, skids inside his chest and it takes him a moment to realize that it’s his heart.

thanks again! let me treat you to lunch sometime?

he reads the line four times before he finally manages to process the words. lunch. sometime.

treat?

he frowns. but school lunches are always free.

his eyes slingshot towards you, drawn as if by a magnetic force, and he finds you immediately. your eyes meet and a zing sings through him, shaking him from the top of his head to the tips of his toes. your cheeks flush, but you don’t look away. instead, you cock your head as if asking a question.

his heart thumps, and then thumps again. heat slowly unfurls in the base of his stomach, something like hunger, except it isn’t actually hunger. it’s a wanting, a thrumming wish — pressing and feverish and — he swallows hard, tearing his eyes away from you to look back down at the drawing, at the words.

treat. lunch. sometime.

sometime. but it can’t be during school. then when?

kenma freezes as realization washes through him, cold as a too-large bite of icecream.

oh. oh.

and then, he blushes hard enough for him to bury his face in his arms, refusing to pick his head up even when the literature teacher asks him expressly if he were feeling ill.

it’s saturday at noon, to be precise. and as kenma waits outside the neighborhood soba house, he wonders briefly if he’d accidentally stumbled upon a hidden side-quest that’s actually more difficult than the main storyline, because he’s almost certain that he’d never signed up for this.

cold-soba with you. alone. together.

no. he scuffs his feet against the floor, his fingers furling and unfurling in his pockets, so unaccustomed to not having a game console to fiddle with, no controllers to twiddle. he feels it like a phantom itch, like ghost-controllers as he opts for chewing on his lower lip instead.

stupid kuroo, taking away his switch. stupid, stupid, genius kuroo, letting it “slip” that kenma had a date on saturday, so that his mother had fussed all morning and had subjected him to a full-body pat down to confiscated the rest of his ill-hidden hand-held gaming consoles one by one with a scowl and a reprimand of no gaming when you’re on your first real date, kozume!

at least, he thinks, tugging his phone out of his pocket to flip through the preinstalled games there, there’s alway snake —

“kenma-kun! hi! sorry i’m late!”

your voice catches him like a punch in the stomach and he almost drops his phone, fumbling it for a second before catching it and shoving it into his pocket.

he looks up, a frown already forming on his forehead when he stops — he catches sight of you and that strange, twisting not-hunger-hunger gnaws at a growing space inside him. because oh — there you are. you’re standing in front of him, a little breathless, but dressed like… like a display from a pastry store window, or one of those ball-jointed dolls that have entire fan-followings online. you’re lashes and lace, earrings and nail-art, and all the normal things he’d come to associate with the strange, foreign concept of girl-geometry but you’re also nervous, and sweet, and looking up at him with those huge eyes, not unlike those in the chibi-doodle version of yourself that you’d left in his notebook.

and nervousness he understands. sweetness… he understands too. to a certain degree.

“no, you’re fine… i just got here too,” he says, and it’s a not-really-lie, because he did just get here… like fifteen minutes ago. but time’s just a human construct anyway, and there’s no point in getting caught up in the semantics.

he takes a breath at the same time you do, and you break into a fit of nervous laughter that makes him want to reach out and bottle the sound. or maybe just to record it on his phone for a rainy day. he tamps down the strange and doubtlessly creepy urge with a cough and motions vaguely towards the door.

“uh — you wanna…”

you nod, a bit too hard, before brushing by him into the soba shop and bowing to the middle-aged woman behind the counter.

she seats the pair of you in a booth, tucked into the corner, and for this kenma is thankful. he feels himself relaxing into the secludedness of the position.

“hot?” he asks, watching as you fan yourself with your hand from across the table.

you freeze and blush again, and he looks down immediately, feeling rather guilty for putting you on the spot. but when he glances back at you, you’re smiling.

“yeah, a little. it’s gonna be so gross this summer.”

“yeah, i know. i hate it already.”

he would’ve winced if it hadn’t been cut off by the sound of your laughter. with this, at least, he is familiar. how many times had he let himself melt into that sound during all those classes you had together? how many times had he centered himself around it, made it the still point of his turning universe, grounded himself to it so he could count from one moment to the next. he hadn’t thought it anything strange before now — after all, isn’t that what the internet says you’re supposed to do when you’re feeling unmoored? to find a commonality and stake yourself to it. only…

is it strange that he’d chosen your laughter?

it’d been such a simple choice, so easy to make — it was everywhere, and when it wasn’t there, he could conjure up the sound perfectly.

sitting across from you now, he pauses, wondering what kuroo would say if he were ever to bring this up. probably call him a pervert and never let him live it down.

“me too. i think i hate a lot of things but…” you break off, your eyes meeting his for a split second before looking away.

kenma breathes, watches the way you worry your bottom lip.

the conversation is stilted, but after a while, the awkwardness wears off. like silver soaking off years of accumulated tarnish, the shine breaking through as the soba is served and the pair of you are left slurping at the chilled noodles.

by the time he offers to walk you home, kenma finds that he’s no longer searching for things to do with his fingers, the phantom itch of a ghost-console no longer needed to occupy the space between his hands. and when you say goodbye to him this time, it’s no longer a string of words strung together too fast, tossed like an endless hope over your shoulder, but held between the pair of your bodies like a promise.

“see you on monday!”

kenma smiles, “yeah… sure. see you then.”

he watches as you turn to walk away, and his feet warm with the premonition of motion, but something holds him still, holds him there as he watches you take two steps, three steps — and then, you turn back around. and you’re closing the space between you and him, quick as a flash, your lips grazing the skin of his cheek, and then just as quickly, you’re falling back onto your just-taken steps, your cheeks ablaze as you wave a hand at him and race off before he can do more than open his mouth, his jaw loosened by the action, the thought — the motion and e-motion of it all.

kenma stares at the place where your body had just been, taking up space, and then oh-so-abruptly… not.

you’d turned the corner, and now not even your shadow lingers, but he fancies that there’s still a break in the light, a tear in the air just in front of him where you had been, warmed by your just-there-ness. slowly, he raises a hand to swipe it through that space, before bringing it up to his cheek to brush it against the place where your lips had been.

and are now no longer.

and there too, he feels his own skin, warmed by the just-there-ness of your no-longer-there lips.

three days, it takes him. three days to build up the courage to ask you out again. on another date. and this time, he doesn’t tell kuroo, or his mother, but he doesn’t bring games with him either.

the frozen yogurt place isn’t too crowded on a wednesday night, early enough to still be dinner-time, too late for the afternoon-stragglers to be out and about. he arrives, as he had done, fifteen minutes before you, and he wastes no time in starting a game of snake on his phone.

by the time you get there, it’s getting hard to maneuver the pixel-snake’s body without it’s tail trailing across the entire screen.

“i thought you’d only be into the kind of games with like… a million levels or something.”

your voice jolts him out of his intense concentration, and this time, he does drop his phone. your reach out to catch it with a knowing grin, handing it back to him, but by then, the large GAME OVER is already flashing over the screen.

“oops… sorry,” you say, looking genuinely apologetic.

“don’t be. and you’re right, i do like games with a ton of levels but… things like this are fun once in a while too.”

he blushes as he motions at the space between the pair of you, his phone still clutched in his hand, so that it’s unclear if he’s talking about the game or… something else entirely.

“only once in a while?” you venture, the slightest hint of a tease in your voice. and it’s incredible, he thinks, the change a single week’s worth of familiarity can do for the both of you. because while your first “date” had been all awkward silences and rough, stumbling changes of topic, this one — already — has taken on a sheen of smoothness and liquidity that makes kenma’s skin prickle up with what he can only assume is excitement.

“well… maybe — i dunno…” he gulps as he holds open the door for you to walk into the yogurt store, “it’s only a pattern if something happens more than three times, right?”

and god, where had this come from? this daring, this strange, almost alternate-universe confidence — and is he really flirting?

you let out a pleased sort of hum that warms his entire body and he thinks that he’d rather like to hear that sound again too. to add to his collection of bottle-able sounds that come from your body — he bites off the thought there, because kuroo will really start to call him a pervert then.

“i’m free on saturday,” you say, turning towards him to offer him a yogurt cup.

he stares at it for a second before taking it, letting his fingertips linger where they brush against yours.

“okay then,” he says, allowing himself the shadow of a smile as you ask him what his favorite yogurt flavor is, and he asks you your favorite toppings. and it’s easy like this, isn’t it? how had he ever thought this difficult? had it ever been? the bell-like sonance of your voice, the tinkling texture of your laughter, the great, blossoming fire licking up, up from the base of his stomach all the way to the top of his chest.

why had he ever scorned this as strange? as unnatural?

how could he have ever thought this to be a mere sidequest when this — he’s sure of it now — is the entire point of the game to begin with? because don’t all roads lead to this? to this giddiness and certainty? to this… unshakable knowing that he, even in his youth, is held still by in it’s immensity that this could be something more?

something like… love?

but it’s too early for that yet, and he’s getting ahead of himself. skipping the levels and peering at the walkthroughs.

he forces himself to focus on the tang of the yogurt, the crunch of the oreo chunks. he anchors himself to the grace of your smile and the weight of your laughter.

and after, when the yogurt is done and the night is still young, he offers to walk you home again. and this time, he doesn’t wait for you to close the gap between your bodies — he leans down to do it himself. because somewhere between the space of then and now, he’s made the decision that he doesn’t want the shadow or the just-there-ness anymore. he wants the just and the there. separate and whole and oh.

so that’s where your noses go.

the kiss breaks between you and kenma leans in to unbreak it.

you make a small noise at the back of your throat and he has to keep himself from grinning.

there, again, another bottle-able sound.

he inches his hand up to cup your cheek and you lean into him, pressing both your palms to his chest. and for moments and moments and moments, the pair of you stay locked there, breaking and unbreaking the kiss again and again and again until finally, you press him away to take a breath.

you are breathless, and so is he.

and briefly, oh so briefly, kenma wonders as he looks at you, stares into your eyes as you look back at him, if this could be called dreaming.

“oi… oi kenma-kun?”

kenma blinks, frowning slightly as your face swims into view, his vision catching on the tiny gems glinting from your earlobes.

“h-huh?”

your face is inches from his, and the afternoon sun is warm against his skin. the classroom behind you is filled with the scent of a blossoming spring, trailing into what kenma already knows will be an absolutely sweltering tokyo summer.

your voice rings through him like knowing, and your smile, when he finally focuses on it with bleary eyes and a buzzing mind, looks something like the remnants a dream.

“do you have notes from yesterday’s class? i lent mine to kiyo in 2-b and she says her dog ate it.”

kenma chews on his lips as he weighs the answer on his tongue, and finally, he allows himself a tiny, secret smile as he digs around in his bag for the notebook, handing it to you as he says —

“you don’t actually believe that, do you?”

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[bakugokemkatsuki]

I "Hate" You Pt. 2

Kenma Kozume (Haikyu) x Reader (GN)

**This is part 2 to I "Hate" You **Warning(s): Cussing **Genre: Fluff **Word Count: 411 **Key: Talking Kenma You Lev

A week after talking to Bokuto you decided to put or plan to confess in action. Today was the last practice before the qualifying tournaments started. All week you had been careful not to pick fights with Kenma. He figured it was just the tournament causing you to loosen up. Today was no different, you were extra nice to everyone and brought them cookies as a good luck snack. After practice you stayed behind with Kuroo telling him you knew about his talks with Bokuto and asking him for help with your plan to confess. After telling him the plan Kuroo agreed to help and went and got the items you needed.

-TimeSkip Next Day-

You were nervous. Should you confess? Was this really the right time? Kuroo noticed and reassured you that it would go well. After winning there matches to move on to the finals Kuroo called them into a team talk while you slipped out to put the plan in motion. You changed into Kenma’s other jersey and got out this new game he had been wanting and a sign that read “Kenma, you like video games, I like you. Can I be your player 2?”. You heard the team break knowing that was your cue, they were about to leave. You waited butterflies flooding your stomach as the team came out into the hall of the gym. Lev noticed and started yelling. “OMG KENMA LOOK, its Y/N!” Kenma looked up from his phone. He stopped and the whole team was staring at you two at this point. Kenma laughed a soft sweet sound before responding; “I didn’t know you were so cheesy Y/N…”. He then noticed his extra jersey on you and his face went beet red. “Shit… I’m sorry Kenma. I told you this was a stupid idea, Kuroo. You were wrong and now I look stupid.” You say frustrated and embarrassed as tears filled your eyes. “Wait Y/N… I um…. I like you too.” “Really?” “Yea… sorry I just struggle with emotions. Wanna go back to my house and play the new game… player 2?” “Yes!” You and Kenma walk back to his house together in a comfortable silence. Suddenly Kenma spoke; “Um Y/n… could you maybe wear that to the game tomorrow? I think it will bring the team luck… and um… you look really good in it.” “Sure, thing Kenma. Anything for you.” After that you guys played video games into the night.

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[ya9amicide]

♡ anime masterlist ♡

pov: your camera roll if you were dating kenma kozume.

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[bokutosmochi]

UNDENIABLY YOURS ♡ KOZUME KENMA

kozume kenma x gn!reader

"two orders of ice cream bites for kozume kenma and @nyaaaaanma please!"

ingredients? kenma did not approve of making your relationship public, but he wasn't going to deny you.

what's it? fluff

allergen warnings? a fan is rude to you for a short while

sugar level? 1k

regulars? @tokyometronetwork @tahonet

parlor's note? i think this is my first time writing a one shot/drabble for kenma and i found it really fun writing for him. this is also such a cute concept/plot, i hope you all enjoy it!

bon appetit!

"you know it's not like that. of course you're important to me, but they don't have to know every detail of my life." his voice was as calm as ever. this was the reason why you didn't get into arguments often; the both of you are able to keep calm and avoid saying things that you don't even mean. that doesn't mean arguments never happen though.

"people knowing we're together isn't every detail of your life though. it'd just be nice if your fans knew you're in a relationship so they would stop trying to get with you."

he stared at you blankly after that. "do you really think they would stop when they find out that i'm in a relationship? it doesn't even matter. i don't respond to their dms anyway."

you knew he had a point. knowing about people already being in relationships never stopped certain people from going after someone they yearned for. this happens especially to public figures who a wave of strangers sometimes treats like mere objects that solely exists for their entertainment. but still, was it so bad for kenma to let his viewers know that you were together? or that he was in a relationship?

sensing your unhappiness, your boyfriend stands up from where he was sat on the loveseat and grabbed his wallet, reaching for your hand. he knew just the thing to cheer you up; it was something you indulged in whenever you had a bad day, or an exceptionally good day where you thought you deserved a special treat. it was something that was always kept in your freezer for emergencies. it was something that you could count on as emotional support for whenever you needed it.

"c'mon, let's go get some ice cream."

you went into your shared bedroom to chance for a few minutes; you tried to dress as quick as possible, excited by the idea of ice cream before the two of you hailed a taxi cab to get to the nearest ice cream parlor.

the both of you said a quick thanks to the server who laid your paper bowls of ice cream in front of you, then began to dig in.

the parlor had a few limited edition flavors, brought on by valentine's season so that was what the both of you bought instead of your usual orders -- your favorite flavors. you couldn't help but taste a spoon or two of what the other had bought, curious about the taste of tiramiss-u and berry much in love.

you were indulging in the taste of kenma's before a stranger came up to your table. judging by his wide smile and equally wide, in-awe eyes, he was a fan of your boyfriend.

and you weren't wrong, "oh my god! are you kodzuken? i'm such a big fan of you. you really helped me out during the pandemic. i was sooo bored." he gushed out.

kenma made a face, somewhere between a grimace and a grin -- it was an awkward smile that he would unknowingly flash whenever he was uncomfortable, like how he was right now. he wasn't a people person, and it's clear that being a famous youtuber, unfortunately, did not change that. and because of how the fan took him by surprise, he wasn't able to gaslight the fan into thinking he wasn't kodzuken like he would do in most situations -- how he was able to convince his fans that he wasn't the public figure when his two toned hair was so recognizable, you did not know.

"thanks," he said through his teeth. "do you want an autograph or something?"

an autograph, right? that's usually what fans want. that's what they always ask for whenever they come up to me. the sooner i can give him one, the sooner i can get back on our date. you swore you could hear kenma's thoughts, being his partner for so long, you were bound to have an idea of how his intelligent mind works.

"sure!" the guy exclaimed, pulling out a notebook and a marker from his backpack. "at first i was thinking of ditching school, but i'm so glad i didn't!"

"don't ditch school. it's not as cool as movies make it seem." was all your boyfriend responded with while he signed his signature on the notebook. "here, have a nice day." it was an attempt to have the fan walk away from the table, kenma wanted nothing more than to converse with you again, but the teenage boy had other ideas.

"are you his partner?" he asked, pointing at you. it made you uncomfortable, to say the least. not only was there a finger shoved in your direction, but you also knew where your boyfriend stood when it came to making your relationship public -- he was against it.

much to your surprise though, he gently shoved the boy's hand down so it wouldn't be rudely pointed at you anymore and spoke "yeah they are and we're on a date, so please." he made it seem like he wanted the boy to leave you alone - and he did - but instead, he was the one to stand up, beckoning you to do the same and leave, bowls of half-melted ice cream in hand.

"i'm sorry about that, that was rude of him." he apologized to you before looking away in the other direction. "that's the reason why i didn't want to make our relationship public. people trying to treat me as an object because i'm famous and stuff is one thing, but it's a while 'nother thing when they do it to you."

you smiled softly to yourself, looping your arm around his and resting your head on his bicep, "i love you, ken."

you heard a small i love you too breathe from his lips before you realized something.

"if you didn't want to make our relationship public, then why did you tell the guy that we were dating?"

he stopped walking after that and looked at you plainly in the eyes as if he was about to state the obvious -- and in his point of view, he was about to. "well, i wasn't about to deny you or anything."

i get: reblog

you get: socks with sandals

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[ketsueki-writes]

𝓟𝓪𝓷𝓲𝓬

ᴛɪᴛʟᴇ ᴛʀᴀɴꜱʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴ: ᴘᴀɴɪᴄ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʀɪɢɢᴇʀ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ: ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴘᴀɴɪᴄ ᴀᴛᴛᴀᴄᴋꜱ, ᴘᴀɴɪᴄᴋᴇᴅ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ, ᴀɴxɪᴇᴛʏ, ᴏᴠᴇʀᴡʜᴇʟᴍɪɴɢ ꜰᴇᴇʟɪɴɢꜱ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀꜱ: ᴋᴇɴᴍᴀ x ɴʙ! ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ (ᴄᴏᴍꜰᴏʀᴛ)

Your body shook as you paced the dark room, having shut the lights off to try to dull the growing anxiety within you but it wasn’t helping. You found yourself holding your arms tightly, trying to shake off these overwhelming feelings in vain. Counting wasn’t helping, your usual coping methods weren’t working. You felt a crushing weight coming over you before you collapsed on the ground below you, your body trembling as you felt like you wanted to scream. You could feel your eyes welling up with tears before a cracked light slipped into the room.

“Y/N?” a soft voice said, the door opening wider letting in more light from the hallway as you looked over your shoulder, turning to look face to face with Kenma as you curled up in a ball in the middle of his gaming room. You were surprised to see him; he wasn’t meant to be home for another three hours. You couldn’t even react before he moved. He moved to you quickly, his original thoughts abandoned as he sat behind you, his knees bent and his feet flat on the floor as he sat. He pulled you against him and you felt your back pressed against his chest.

“Just breathe for a second.” He said.

You were still in a state of shock before you let his arms wrap around you. You sank back into him and tried your breathing techniques again, except this time he did it with you. You felt his chest rise and fall in perfect sync with yours, the heavy breaths released in unison between the two of you. You sighed, leaning your head back against his shoulder as he kept his breathing with you. You could feel his arms tighten around you like the most comfortable seatbelt holding you close.

“I’m sorry I wasn’t here earlier. You don’t have to worry about anything right now though. I’ve got you. Nothing can hurt you” he said sweetly, his voice nothing more than a whisper as he spoke close to your ear. You turned your head, your nose brushing his neck before your body turned. You wrapped your arms and legs around him, and he pulled you closer. You felt his hands trained on your back; the pads of his fingertips pressed against you as he embraced you tightly. The pinnacle of security, his warm touch enfolding you as you felt yourself beginning to relax.

The two of you stayed like this for a while, letting the serene silence of the environment envelop you both. Your heart slowed, no longer racing like a sugar high, your muscles relaxed, no longer tensed as if you were in danger. There suddenly was no danger and the world was still. You never opened your eyes, keeping them closed allowing yourself just to feel. Feel the way he held you, protective and lovingly as if you were going to be taken away from him. Feel the way he kept his breaths slow as if encouraging you to do the same. Soon, feel the way his lips pressed to your cheek, an affectionate but gentle way of saying I love you.

After another few minutes of cooling down, he pulled back, taking his hands into yours. “Better?” he asked softly, letting you nod in response. He stood up, holding his arms out as he gestured for you to do the same. He moved you to his gaming chair and helped you sit in the still majorly dark room. He grabbed his most plush blanket, draping it over you, and you smiled, feeling the warmth of it wrap around you, his smell floating through your nostrils as well.

You watched him move across the room, turning on low-lighting LEDs, the cool lights not too bright or too colored. They set a relaxed aura, like accent pieces in blackness. He pressed a kiss to your forehead, turning on his PC in front of you. You looked up at him, slightly confused as he disappeared out of the door to the room. You felt a sinking feeling, wanting to follow him, wanting to leave with him. You stayed put. Holding his blanket closer to yourself before momentarily he returned with some of your favorite snacks, fruit, and your favorite drink. Set out carefully on a tray that he set down on the desk in front of you. He pulled up a second chair from the corner, sitting next to you as before he turned on one of your favorite movies.

“Let’s chill together for tonight, okay?” he said, turning to you. His eyes lit up beautifully from the scattered lights and the romantic aura. You smiled, scooting your chair closer to his. “Okay” you responded, softly, leaning further into his chair that he so graciously let you use.

And he’d do it a million times more. Even if he didn’t say it often, you were his-

and he loved you dearly.

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[sunkenma]

angel hair

wherein you and kozume kenma painfully misinterpret each other. 

1.4k words, fluff / hbd kenma!

you like to believe that you and kenma are friends. as to whether he shares this same sentiment, you have no idea. 

as one of kuroo’s closest friends from college, you and kenma inadvertently spend a lot of time together. from awkward first hang-outs getting to know each other, to spontaneous group study sessions in his dorm room, and to late night drives to appease kuroo’s random cravings, you can semi-confidently say that you two are friends. 

semi-confidently, you emphasize, only because as of late, you two have been quite tense around each other. why this is the case is unclear, but you have an inkling that it could be due to his ridiculous lines that leave you bewildered, and your own blooming feelings that render you incapable of having a lengthy conversation with him. 

“did i say something to offend him, yaku? maybe that’s why he’s been acting so weird…” you huff in defeat. 

you and yaku are sitting in one of the library’s study rooms, waiting for the rest of your friends to trickle in. kuroo had sent a message out to the group chat about two hours ago, urging everyone to get off their procrastinating asses and join him on a late night study session. but really, you know it’s because he didn’t want to suffer alone. 

“i mean… lev says all kinds of out-of-pocket shit, but kenma talks to him normally,” yaku shrugs, unintentionally shooting an arrow through your chest. “maybe he really does hate you.” 

a look of exasperated annoyance settles over your face as you punch his arm, earning an amused laugh from him in response. unbeknownst to you, yaku loves pushing your buttons whenever it comes to the blonde gamer. you’ve never told him—or even kuroo, for that matter—about your little crush, but it isn’t like you need to. you’re as obvious as lev failing his first-year classes.

“but why would he hate me? is it because i ate his fries that one time? wait, is it because i used his hairbrush without asking him? kuroo does that too though!” you touch your hair absentmindedly, immediately recalling how unruly it is since you had no time to properly comb through it after receiving kuroo’s last minute invite.

“oh shit, my hair!” panic takes hold of your senses synonymously to how kenma takes hold of your attention as he enters the room with kuroo. yaku conceals a cackle under his breath, purposely deflecting the glare of irritation you send his way.

“hey, you guys got here early. that’s a surprise,” kuroo greets you two pleasantly, ruining your efforts to look presentable for kenma by ruffling the top of your head. “what’s new?” 

he slinks into the seat next to yaku, leaving the spots next to you the only available seats for kenma. a dull greeting hangs off of the blonde’s lips as he slides into a chair beside you. he spares a quick glance to acknowledge you and yaku, before he’s back to tapping away on his phone.

“ah, the usual. stressing over ke—” 

“over how long it took you guys to get here. where’s lev?” you interrupt yaku, kicking him with all your might under the table, as an indication for him to shut up. 

“yeah, sorry about that. i got hungry on the way,” kuroo replies sheepishly, raising the sub he bought on the way to the library, “where’s lev though? did he get lost?” 

as if on cue, the lanky first-year walks into the study room at that moment, prompting kuroo and yaku to scold him for coming so late. though their ensuing argument is undoubtedly entertaining, you can’t rip your attention away from the alternate scene unfolding by your side—kenma, finally putting his phone down and meeting eyes with you. oh, if only you could melt into your seat. 

yaku notices this brief exchange, kicking your foot under the table this time to urge you to use this opportunity to finally talk and put your worries to rest. despite his meddling, he does his best not to listen in, wanting to avoid witnessing yet another painfully awkward conversation between you two. to him, you two are hopeless. hopeless and in love, yes. but mostly hopeless. 

“how’ve you been?” kenma asks as he pulls his laptop and textbook out from his bag. he tosses a smile in your direction, small but enough to tame your earlier concerns of him potentially hating you. 

“you know… managing,” you sigh pseudo-dramatically, to emphasize your fatigue. you mindlessly fiddle with your hair, twiddling motions that do not go unnoticed by kenma. “i had a few midterms this week so it’s been exhausting. how about you?”

“yeah, it’s been hell for me too. i’ve been locked up in my room all week studying, so kuroo dragged my ass out to make sure i get some fresh air.” 

you laugh, sharing that yaku did the exact same thing to you. you brush your hair away from your face, hoping that in doing so, it can look somewhat more presentable. though, you fail to notice the way kenma stares at you in complete awe because of this simple motion. 

his eyes shift away briefly, a gentle pink hue dusting his cheeks. this is the perfect time, he thinks. it’s now or never. 

“by the way… is—is your family in the pasta business?” he starts quietly, his eyes refocusing back on yours. you tilt your head in confusion, finding difficulty focusing on what he just asked as you can’t help but admire the golden hue of his eyes. were they always that pretty?

he clears his throat, palms sweating to the point that he wonders if they’ll leave marks against his jeans. “b-because… you have angel hair.” 

wait. 

what? 

heat climbs up your cheeks as you simultaneously try to interpret his words and formulate an appropriate reply. yaku, who couldn’t help but eavesdrop on you two anyway, barely chokes back a cackle. that’s definitely not helping right now. 

“t-thank… you? they’re not but i do like pasta!” 

yaku’s laughter grows in volume, now a faint dissonance muffled only by his hand as he tries his best to look elsewhere but at you two. kenma laughs tensely, the reality of him unsuccessfully using yet another pick-up line on you flustering him. 

kenma finds difficulty in coming up with a follow-up response, instead sheepishly responding with an awkward, “i do too…” 

he excuses himself shortly, under the premise of needing to ask kuroo some homework questions. at the same time, yaku slides over next to you, lips taut to prevent the chuckles from spilling out. 

“ayo, looks like kenma doesn’t hate you after all! his flirting needs a lot of work though, yikes.”

“flirting?! are you kidding me? he thought my hair was so bad that he had to comment on it,” you wail, tousling your locks in frustration. yaku frowns, his face that was once overflowing with amusement now contorting into one of incredulous confusion.

did… did kenma’s attempt to flirt really just fly over your head? 

meanwhile, kenma slides his chair next to kuroo, trying to tame the flames burning wildly on his cheeks. kuroo smiles and nudges him coyly. 

“so, did you say it?” he asks.

“say what?” lev tries to join in, but is inevitably ignored. 

“yeah… but the line was ass. i’ve been using the lines you and google have been giving me but i don’t think they’re working,” kenma grumbles, closing the tab of pick-up lines on his laptop. “maybe they just don’t like me, man.” 

kuroo groans inwardly, wanting nothing more than to pit you two together in this study room alone so you can finally have a proper conversation without the fluff of pick-up lines and distractions. but he knows he can’t. he has to be patient. he can’t pressure kenma. after all, this is the first time his best friend has shown interest in anyone outside of his games.

“don’t think like that! why don’t you try actually talking to them?” maybe this time, he can finally convince kenma to talk to you without the cringey flirtations.

kenma shakes his head furiously, “sounds terrifying. just give me better lines next time.” 

or... maybe not.

kuroo sighs, resisting the urge to slap his best friend. in his head, he’s already planning the next hang-out. perhaps then, kenma’s lines will finally work. perhaps then, you can talk without overthinking. and perhaps then, you two can finally be open and honest with each other. 

wishful thinking, he knows. but at least watching you two awkwardly navigate your feelings is entertaining.

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[asena-graywolf]

Sleepless

It's been 2 months since you started living with your boyfriend. But you regretted sleeping in the same bed. Kenma would wake you up every night snoring like an old man

Even though you fell asleep before that, his snoring was enough to wake you up from your deep and sweet sleep.

You experienced the same thing that night. You covered your ears by grasping both sides of the pillow. But it didn't help. Looks like you were going to be sleepy again tonight.

When you could hug your boyfriend and sleep peacefully, you had to leave your warm bed because of this damn habit of Kenma. You took your blanket and pillow and went to the living room. It wouldn't be as comfortable as a bed, and it wouldn't be as comfortable as sleeping in Kenma's bosom. But you had to.

You laid your bed in the most comfortable place you could find on the sofa and pulled the blanket over you to try to sleep.

When you woke up the next morning, you saw Kenma yawning into the living room through the door.

“Good morning,” he said, closing his yawning mouth.

You frowned and gave your boyfriend a scary look with your under-eye bags swollen from lack of sleep.

"To you too…"

“Did you sleep here at night? I couldn't find you with me in the morning"

“When you snored like a cigarette-aholic old man out of breath, what did you expect me to do? How many times have I told you to find a cure for your snoring! Is it that hard to go to the doctor?"

“Who is snoring? Me? Come on, for God's sake Y/N.”

As if you hadn't suffered enough from Kenma's snoring that had been bothering you for a long time, it also infuriated you that she denied snoring.

“Kenma, don't drive me crazy! You snore so much it almost feels like ten chainsaws are working at the same time. I hope you're happy that you've created insomnia in someone who doesn't have insomnia."

His hand reached out to you. She took a lock of her messy hair between her finger and tucked it behind her ear.

"Sorry. I was thoughtless. I promise you I will go to the doctor as soon as possible. But now I want you to get some sleep. With me"

“I will not sleep with you in a pig eye!”

“Oh you dumb! I'm already going to play the game. You lie on my lap. Don't worry, I play quietly. I'll caress your head until you fall asleep. I'll play games after you sleep too"

Kenma had managed to convince you with his soft words. You were just angry at your boyfriend for keeping you up, now you've softened.

You accepted his offer. You went to your room. Kenma placed a pillow on her lap and slapped the pillow for you to lie there.

“Come here y/n”

You lay your head on Kenma's lap. As soon as you put your head down, he covered yourself and started caressing your hair.

He kissed your head several times. When he felt your breathing slow, he didn't stop caressing your head until you were sure you were asleep.

When you fell asleep, he began to play quietly, being careful not to wake you up.

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[flowerstardrops]

HAIKYUU BOYS HAVING A CRUSH ON YOU

GENDER-NEUTRAL READER

CHARACTERS: tsukishima kei & kozume kenma

( part i. akaashi keiji & kita shinsuke )

( part iii. suna rintarō & kuroo tetsurō )

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TSUKISHIMA KEI

He’s the type to actively deny his feelings the moment when he feels his heart pump rapidly at the sight of you. Inside his mind is a whirlwind of possibilities as to why he gets nervous around you all of a sudden, but he doesn’t want to consider having a crush on you. It’s not you who’s the problem, but rather, it’s the general troublesome concept of liking someone.

He holds his image to a certain degree of regard, and it would be irritating to deal with people making fun of him for liking someone. Besides, he has no idea if you like him back as well. There’s no reason for him to risk losing you and losing his reputation, which is why he doesn’t consciously act upon his feelings. He’s just trying to play it safe. He isn’t a risk-taker type, I’m sure.

Subconsciously, he wants to be around you though. But that thought makes him do the opposite. If you’re in the classroom, he’s probably elsewhere. If you sit beside each other, he’s probably always trying to avoid looking at you. If there’s pair work and everyone gets to choose their partners, he'll immediately go to Yamaguchi.

But if there is an inevitable circumstance that he has to talk with you, he’d try to play it cool by speaking seriously or insert sarcastic remarks. Sometimes, he can’t help but tease you though, and this causes a sudden anxiety to rise inside him. Shit, what if he offended you? It’s difficult for him to hide his feelings while also not turning to his subconscious mechanism of making fun of others. I personally think that it’s his form of affirming that “hey, we’re not friends, but I don’t really hate you”.

Overall, he’s not good at dealing with his feelings. He sometimes thinks about it so much to the point where he’ll withdraw himself further from you. But I know, eventually, he’ll come to the realization that he’s being counterproductive. He just needs something to snap him into place.

KOZUME KENMA

He’s not the type to deny his feelings, but he won’t act on it either. But sometimes, when you’re around, he just can’t help but shy away. Although, that’s fine because he’s typically like that with people he’s not close to, so it wouldn’t be that obvious that he likes you.

When you’re around, he’s silent. I mean, he doesn’t exactly know what to do with these feelings that he has. Should he take the initiative in order to start something between the two of you? But that’s tiring. Should he not do something, then? But it’ll make him irritated. So, at the end of the day, he’ll dismiss the feelings as something troublesome and irrelevant that he’ll force himself to stop thinking about it.

Honestly, if he really liked you, he’d probably be up to doing what you really like to do (as long as it isn’t something that’ll cause him to feel very anxious or tired, like skydiving or running a marathon). He’d probably set his console down and read a book with you if you want to, even if he doesn’t like it. He’d probably try to sneak his console between the book to make it look like he’s reading though. But hey, it’s the thought that counts.

If there’s an inevitable circumstance that you have to speak with each other. He’d most likely want you to take the lead in the conversation. Whatever it is that you’re talking about, he’s happy to listen to it, but he’s also relieved that he’s not the one doing most of the talking. Eventually, as you guys talk more frequently, he’d be comfortable with sharing some insights and stories as well.

When Kuroo finds out about his friend's feelings for you, he’d neither deny or confirm it. Kenma would probably send his friend an annoyed expression though, and that’s enough confirmation.

Overall, he’s not good with acting on his feelings but he’s not exactly bad at it either. He’s just probably scared of embarrassment in case you don’t like him. He cares about what other people think of him to an extent, and he doesn’t like being scrutinized for any reason.

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[fionarara]

+ hipster ! kenma .

+ tw : one mention of a drug, cigarettes, slight cat slander, please this is a joke

+ hipster ! kenma . owns a hairless sphynx cat, because cutesy cats with fluffy fur are for plebs + hipster ! kenma . who shows up to a kickback party at kuroo’s place and upon discovering that the fridge is only stocked full of ultra-generic basic beer brands, decides he would rather drink the warm belgium-imported craft beer which has not yet been cooled, because dude would never be caught holding a shitty bud light in hand or drinking a white claw + hipster ! kenma . “knows the DJ” when you walk into this music venue with him, but in actuality, they only had a singular random encounter on the street during one of kenma's smoke breaks from his part-time job at a local arcade bar: this DJ guy just happened to be strolling by when he casually asked kenma if he could bum a cig off of him and come in real quick just to use the bathroom

+ hipster ! kenma . says, not only is it too expensive to touch up the roots of your hair so often with bleach, but it’s also way too high maintenance, and according to hipster kenma, high-maintenance = highly manufactured, super lame. clearly, presenting with two-toned slightly unkempt hair with a heroin-chic grunge look is some sort of torch one can hold about their own authentic individuality against the status quo...and how one is too cool to give a fuck, yeah + hipster ! kenma . who only rolls his own cigarettes, being the loose tobacco aficionado he is, and uses Bali Shag brand–exclusively. shows you how to roll it just right into a small narrowed cone shape that’s precise and comfortable enough to rest between your pretty fingers, demonstrating how to twist the tip’s end of the handmade cig in the most exquisitely cool way so that when you flame it up, it'll flash with a dazzling little light show right before you take a puff and inhaaale + hipster ! kenma . shows you his entire collection of vintage 8-bit video games, his faves are the few that are most rare and special edition versions where only a handful in the world were made (500 copies worldwide to be exact) + hipster ! kenma . will often wear high quality acetate-plastic glasses with thick-rimmed frames – non-prescription. boy has 20/20 vision and, more often than not, has his bicolored strands of hair hanging over his eyes, barely able to see from his own peripheral vision, so can someone please explain why the guy has thirteen different varying-style pairs of them? + hipster ! kenma . who is, duh, a self-proclaimed male feminist. he even has a cat onesie for his hairless sphynx kitty made of organic cotton with the words 'The Future is Female' printed on it. he makes sure to put the garment on his penisy-looking cat before going out on any first date in case he happens to score that night by getting to bring the date home

+ hipster ! kenma . buys and then wears a thrifted 90s D.A.R.E. T-shirt three days in a row, but later that weekend does cocaine off the cover of a vinyl record by The Stokes at this hole-in-the-wall dive bar while attending Yamamoto’s birthday party

+ hipster ! kenma . hates every mainstream video game, yet you’ll still catch him playing Pokémon GO on the DL when he thinks no one is looking because the nostalgia can’t be beat no matter how much his little alt-heart tries, plus deep down he refuses to quit until he’s at least caught the shiny versions of Jolteon and Umbreon

+ hipster ! kenma . has a nose piercing, with a vintage sterling-silver stud that comes with a whole intricate story and history behind it that he purchased at this obscure pawn shop out in the arts district of a super hip neighborhood he heard about + hipster ! kenma . whose newest pair of skinny jeans are so tight on him, they’ve begun to chafe the delicate skin of his thighs and a small rash developed as a result (despite hinata repeatedly mentioning they were probably a bit too snug), so he takes himself in for a yearly doctor’s visit for a simple topical cream prescription fix when his physician informs him they’d detected some curious results of a lower sperm count, asking kenma if for any reason he’d been doing anything as of late that would impact his testicles…oopsie

+ hipster ! kenma . whose favorite beanie is definitely in need of a wash soon, however he can’t just go ruining the ethically-sourced organic cashmere it's made of and risk ruining this special material + hipster ! kenma . would grow a “dope stubble beard” – if only he could, but alas – (and he would use the word, alas, whenever sharing this dilemma with anyone) alas, he—cannot. “...damn my damned genetics...”

+ hipster ! kenma . has not been to see or support a nekoma game as an alumni ever since he seriously started working (–biking to work, by the way, because ‘excess fossil fuels are whack’) in the tech world at this startup company of some trendy new game app…since being associated with any jock conduct anymore is the antithesis of his counter-culture lifestyle now

+ hipster ! kenma . believes heavily in the issue of gentrification in the new neighborhood he just relocated to, without realizing he is part of the problem + hipster ! kenma. has a snide opinion about eeeeverything …

 + hipster ! kenma . part 2 . ⇢ + link2masterlist . ⇢

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[ayoharuko]

Haikyuu Boyfriend Headcanons

Hello welcome back! :3

Make way for our cat boys~

I hope you guys enjoy this one :3

Including: Kuroo, Yaku, Kenma & Lev

A little mention of fem reader at kuroo’s and yaku’s part sorry about that :)

Also a little suggestive at Kenma’s part hehehehe~

A little cursing as well, hope u don't mind I certainly couldn't help myself lol

REMINDER: These characters don’t belong to me they belong to Haruichi Furudate and as always maybe some these headcanons aren’t too accurate so pls don’t take them too seriously :3

(Nekoma Ver)

~Amazing bedhair~ (Tetsurō Kuroo)

~Flirty Boyfriend~

- Kuroo is that one boyfriend who you think doesn't take your relationship seriously but actually does lol

- He smacked your butt in public once. I’m surprised you haven't broken up with him-

- All jokes aside though, He’s a good boyfriend. If your having problems with homework feel free to call him up so he can help you with it, If you do good...he just might give you a reward~

- The thing about this man is that he’s too..bold and..direct about things...like he doesn't have any shame to show affection to you in public! Honestly it can either be a blessing or a curse idk you guys decide

- You guys would often fight because of his ‘snide remarks’ but trust me..he’s working on it! He really loves you and wants to show you that his serious about your relationship so..be patient please :3

- We all know Kuroo LOVES long hair so if you do....he’ll always be touching it He'll always be brushing his hand down your hair and he’ll even learn how to braid hair just for you~!

- Another one who’ll MELT if you cook something for them...I headcanon that this man is a foodie and he’ll beg for you to make him lunch everyday! The type to brag at his teammates about this lol

- Loves to tease you, Sorry he’s a demon T-T

Nicknames: Baby, Chibi-chan, Honey and Babe

~Scenario Time:

Right now you were at your home doing homework peacefully...well not that peacefully when a certain someone keeps calling you, messaging you and throwing rocks at your window. That person..is your boyfriend Tetsurō Kuroo.

You were..mad at him right now..why your mad at him you ask? Well...he smacked your butt infront of his team...really..THE AUDACITY TO DO THAT

You were sooo mad at him....and..you were planning to ignore him till tomorrow...he wasn’t gonna convince you to forgive him nononono...heh let him wait..

Several hours later...

So much for ignoring him....you were both now cuddling on your bed, him kissing and saying apologizes to you...this man....

You can never get mad at him....

~Demon-senpai~ (Morisuke Yaku)

 ~Caring Boyfriend~

- The type to get mad at you for not sleeping or eating well, What? His your boyfriend his supposed to take care of you..so quit whining and let him take care of you!

- If you ask to make lunch for you he will...his a very amazing cook and he will make you bento’s everyday. Such malewife material~

- His team will tease him about you but all they get is a scary glare from yaku...welp! Better not tease him then ahahaha!

- He would always text or call you everyday asking if your doing fine, how are you or just need anything in general~

- He loves being big spoon...he feels like even with his height his still protecting you..so don’t you dare tease him or your sleeping on the couch tonight lol

- He’ll offer to tutor you if you struggle at a particular subject, don't worry...somehow whenever he tutors you, you actually pass-

- If you have short hair expect him to ruffle your hair a lot, its like you’re his junior even when you both are both the same grade. Honestly he finds it adorable when you whine about how he’ll ruin your hair lol

- He’s more nice to you more then his own team and their kinda jealous tbh :D

- 10/10 boyfriend and 10/10 future husband~<3

Nicknames: Hon, Sweetheart, idiot, dumbass and dummy

~Scenario Time:

Oh noooo....you forgot your lunch today...

You sigh lay your head on your desk, tummy rumbling of hunger...if only you weren't in such a hurry maybe then you could have remembered to bring your precious food~

‘’This is the worse...’’ You mumbled under your breath 

‘’You forgot your lunch didn’t you, you idiot?’’ A voice which sounded irritated asked ‘’Yea..wahhh I'm so hungry yaku!’’ You whine at your boyfriend who only gave you a deadpan look lol

He sighs and places a..bento? on your desk

‘’Here...I had leftovers so I packed extras..y-you can have them..’’ Your boyfriend said with a cute blush...

You widen your eyes and kissed your boyfriend on the cheek s a ‘thank you’ at him and gobbling in the food he cooked! Which you knew he made for you..he’s only shy lol-

~Gamer kitty~ (Kenma Kozume)

~Shy/Bold Boyfriend~

- He’s shy..yet a little bold...he wants to experience these new things with you and he tries to take the first steps but..he’s a little shy

-Every once in a while he’s gonna go for a kiss on your cheek because he feels bold and then the next after he’ll start blushing like a tomato hehehe

- Expect to have game dates or at home dates more often, we all know he isn’t a big extrovert :)

- Acts like a cat....when you give him head pats either he leans onto your touch or he blushes and just looks down, If he’s jealous he’ll come up behind you and start glaring at the said person who is making him jelly~

- For his bold side...he’s always honest on what he feels for you and how he wants to express it (does it with bright blushes on his face)

- He’ll try to hold your hands in public without freaking out inside, he’ll try to kiss you on the cheek in public to show your his lol

- His shy side consist of him shyly asking you if your free to hang out or simply saying ‘I love you’s’ to you and many other things~

- He’ll always try to go easy on you whenever you guys are playing a game together so he’ll definitely let you win on purpose sometimes, He just wants to see you smile :3

- Buys you expensive stuff...whatever his baby wants, his baby gets~~~

- HE’S A MAJOR FUN OF CUDDLING YOU CAN’T TELL ME OTHERWISE -//-

- When y'all play Minecraft together expect him to place your beds together, give you flowers, heck...he probably mines diamonds without you so he can surprise you with a full set of armor!

- If you guys play Genshin..well...expect lots of whaling, carrying, drama and battles on whose characters are better lol, he would challenge you to a Genius Invocation TCG duel with bets of course~

- He’s shy, bold and the BEST gamer cat boyfriend out there...what else are ya gonna ask??

Nicknames: Pudding and kitten(That’s it, I couldn't think of anything-)

~Scenario Time:

I can't believe this....I lost to Kenma again!

For context...Genshin’s Genius Invocation TCG has finally come out....so Kenma and me decided to try it out obviously..but I didn't know it has come to this....

At first it was an innocent bet..but now..its...its a little....embarrassing

‘’Hm..pudding are you getting nervous?’’ Your kitty boyfriend asked smiling smugly at you...

Oh how you wanted to wipe that smug look on his face! But damn...why does he sound so hot when his bold???

You sigh and continued battling him....

You.....YOU LOST!?

‘’Oops...kitten..hehehe..I'll be coming over so I can get my reward...see you~’’ He left the game and your discord as well...

Oh no.......you’re in deep shit

~Tall~ (Lev Haiba)

~Himbo Boyfriend~

- Annoying cute of a himbo he is...why do you love this lovable idiot again? oh yea..because his dumb and cute....

- He LOVES to tease you about your height intentionally and unintentionally....ya can’t really smack him cuz he’s tall as fuck T-T

- His sister thinks you’re adorable! She definitely teases you both lol but she also helps you pick clothes if you need help on what to wear for you and lev’s dates and she will GLADLY help you with makeup :) she also helps lev with his clothes lol

- Call her ‘Nee-san’ and she WILL FORCE HER PARENTS to get you both married already even when you guys are like still underaged to do so-

- Despite him being a huge himbo, he’s a gentleman. He’s big sis taught him how to treat a lady right so he’ll open doors for you, pull your seat out, and be very respectful towards you. Don’t mind his teasing however lol

- Has accidentally thrown a ball to your face....don’t worry! He apologize and gave you many forehead/face kisses :)

- Hides behind you despite being tall 0-0, especially when Yaku’s chasing him-

- He LOVES carrying you around! In his arms you look so smol that he just wants to pick you up and cash you in his arms~

- He tries to flirt with you, Kuroo told him some cheesy pickup lines and he tried them on you and....lets just say you were left cringing :D

- Expect tutor dates, he’s dumb what do you want him to do? Don’t worry...surprisingly he’s easy to teach :)

Nicknames: My shortie (lol that’s all)

~Scenario Time:

You and Lev were gonna be having a date today...but...he was currently running late...he doesn't even have practice so how is he late!?

You were honestly starting to get pissed...but your anger boiled down when you heard someone calling out to you....

You looked at the direction where your name was being called and my god...he’s beautiful...

‘’I...I'm sorry for being late y/n-san!’’ Lev said while panting leaning over apologetically ‘’I-...’’ You were speechless...he’s so pretty...

After catching his breath he stood up straight and you asked him why he was late. ‘’Ah! Well...nee-san wanted to help with my outfit because the one I wore before changing was ‘ugly’ she said’’ Lev explained 

Ah...your definitely gonna thank Alisa for this...

‘’Well...you’re forgiven for being late...’’ You said smiling up at him before holding his hand before a mischievous smile replaces your previous one....

‘’But...you’ll have to pay for the food and buy me ice cream!’’ You declared pulling him towards where you wanna eat with Lev yelling protests...

Hehehehehe...you could get used to this~

OMG THIS TOOK TOO LONG T’T

I hope u guys like this one with our Nekoma boy’s~

See u guys on my next post!~ Edited by: @purpi-narwhale​

Reblogs and Feedback/Comments are always appreciated! :3

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[sunniewrites]

☁︎TYPES OF DADS THE HAIKYUU CHARACTERS ARE

character included in headcannons: timeskip!miya atsumu, sakusa kiyoomi, kuroo tetsuro, kozume kenma, oikawa tooru and sugawara koshi.

warnings: none that i can thing of!

a/n: a post to celebrate father's day!! <3 sorry for the late post :) kinda lost motivation at the end sorry

MIYA ATSUMU

miya atsumu is the type of father that gives your daughter candy when you have specifically told him not too. his only defense? that his daughter gave him puppy eyes. the same look he uses on you to get you to forgive him. he gets his daughter to call all of his teammates uncle and tries to get her to hate her uncle but c'mon, they have the same face. he is a good father of course. he knows when to say no to his daughter but he wants her to be happy. he's willing to do anything to keep her happy just like he is for you.

SAKUSA KIYOOMI

sakusa kiyoomi is the type of father that will buy his son anything he wants. he's technically not spoiling him when he bought him two bags of candy when he wanted five right? and he's pretty sure that the smile that appears on his son's face after he open the candy bag is the cutest thing in the world. the best feeling is opening the door to your son's bedroom to find sakusa squeezed onto the small bed frame to calm his son down after his nightmare so he didn't wake you up. his son is a candle in the darkness of the world and sakusa will do anything to protect him.

KUROO TETSURO

kuroo tetsuro is the type of father that will show up at his daughter's games. like if she's interested in any sport he is willing to clear his schedule for her first ever game. cheer's the absolutely loudest at every single game just to show her that he's her biggest supporter. if his daughter's interested in volleyball kuroo is ready to teach her every single thing he knows. he might even call up some professional volleyball players to help her. he just wants to make sure that his daughter can be her best self <3

KOZUME KENMA

kozume kenma is the type of father that makes sure his son is always comfortable. whether that means making sure he wants to be on the stream or making sure he has everything he needs before going to bed. kozume knows how it is to be uncomfortable in certain situations and he wants to make sure his son never feels the way he felt in his childhood. his whole fan base knows that his son is basically a little version of him.

OIKAWA TOORU

oikawa tooru is the type of father that wants his daughter to be a better person than he was. he knows that he wasn't the best person in high school and he wants to make sure that his daughter doesn't follow in his path because he knows that she can be better than he was. he'll introduce her to all of his friends, even maybe getting her to call iwaizumi 'uncle iwa' ;)

SUGAWARA KOUSHI

sugawara koushi is the type of father that wants the best for his son's education. as a teacher himself he knows what questions to ask to find out what happens in his son's classroom. one of the most supportive dads ever!! he will try to get his son into volleyball because that's what he knows the most in and he wants his son to be the best!

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[st4rlightsz]

hiii this is for starlight letterbox!! kenma from haikyuu

"kenma, are you sure you're real? sometimes i feel like you're too good to be true." *squishes his face* >:( ... :(

*picture from pinterest! it's not mine!*

oh... *blushes a little when you squished his face like that* of course i am real. i...do you wanna play with me? i have bought a new game lately *his face still in your hand. smile on his face* also... you're a person who is too good to be true

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[undobutton]

Sticks & Stones! kenma x reader

warnings: swearing, snack mention, awkward confessions

genre: fluff, slice of life!

style: one shot, not my best but i love it

characters: Kenma Kozume

synopsis: Kenma has been helping you while you've been recovering from a sprained wrist. Now, you don't quite need his help and he has no excuse to spend time with you...or does he?

gn!reader

a/n: i wrote it💖 please enjoy! reblogs greatly appreciated!

for the past two weeks, Kenma has been your lovesick lovely helper. assisting you with everything you could need.

at first you thought that it was just guilt, or the fact that he has been using you as a way to escape practice. (not that you mind, he would still do all this even if he had to participate,) but he has been going above and beyond by doing things you haven’t even thought to ask him.

like grabbing your bag for you when he doesn’t need to since you have a free hand, walking with you to and from school even though your house is out of the way for him. and he even goes and gets you your favorite snacks during lunch so you won’t have to get up from the table.

he does all that and then some without wanting anything in return. saying that it's his fault that you need help anyways and shrugging it off. which is true… 

Kenma was the one who tripped you last month. it was the end of practice and there wasn't much left to do so he was walking around aimlessly, focused on the a level in his game he was about to beat, and you were distracted with the runaway ball headed towards the open door. one thing led to another and you got a three week break from school.

since then you’ve healed enough to come back. but there isn’t a whole lot you can do with bandages around one arm so here you are: laying in your bed thinking about the way Kenma frowned when you mentioned taking your cast off and not needing as much help from him anymore. 

it’s been great! sure, but he’s been missing a lot of practice and the team has a game soon. also, your giant crush on him does not make it easy to deal with him constantly being around, the butterflies in your stomach need to hibernate. 

though you can’t seem to shake the feeling that Kenma was more upset about it than you, but there’s no logical explanation as to why. unless… yeah, no logical explanation. guess you’ll have to live with the mystery. you sigh rolling over, maybe you’ll ask him about it tomorrow. for now, sleep.

~~~

walking to school by yourself is more lonely than you thought it would be. without the clicking of Kenma’s game console while talking about your mornings. Kuroo meeting you both half way there, nagging Kenma about playing games and walking at the same time, and Kenma’s sharp comebacks that leave Kuroo defenseless despite having a good point. 

your bag is heavier than you remember, the weight of it familiar and annoying, but you can’t help but think of Kenma as you lug it around all day. 

and when you arrive at your usual spot for lunch, you’re surprised to see your favorite snack next to Kenma. He doesn’t say anything about it though, so neither do you. Besides, Kuroo has arrived with lots to say.

at practice later the towels that are usually placed on the top shelf are put down lower. you know Kenma did it because he’s the only one who knows you had trouble reaching them. and he was early for once.

and as the cherry on top, since practice ran late, guess who’s offered to walk you home? Kenma.

it’s not bad. no, it’s fan-fucking-tasic but that’s the problem. now he has no real reason to keep doing this. your mind can’t help but wonder if maybe, possibly, perhaps, Kenma returns your feelings. though you can’t be sure. you’d have to ask him. and that seems like a bit of a stretch.

but it’s now or never, cause your house is getting closer and Kenma has noticed you're distracted.

“is something wrong y/n?” he asks, pausing his game

“no… well maybe.” you look at anything but him, suddenly feeling warm and uncomfortable in your skin.

“what’s the matter?” 

“do you, Like… have a reason to help me anymore?”

he tilts his head, brows furrowing as he tries to understand your question

“uhm, let me rephrase it. do you like helping me Kenma?”

his eyes widen as he plays with the joysticks of his switch nervously.

“yeah, I do. why? Should I stop?”

“no! Well I mean if you want to help me that's fine. I really appreciate it. although it kinda makes me think…”

“makes you think what?”

“well you don’t really do all this for anyone else. and it makes me wonder if you like, if you like me too.” You rush out the last part, noticing just how beautiful cement cracks can be.

“too? do you like me y/n?”

“I asked you a question first!”

“no, you didn’t”

"... shit." you sigh, making him chuckle. "I do like you Kenma. sorry if I was overthinking your kindness or something! I just-”

“you aren’t overthinking y/n.”

“I’m not?” you look over at Kenma shocked. he’s tapping away at his switch and you’d think that he was ignoring you for a game if the console wasn’t turned off.

“no. I started helping you because I was the reason you got hurt to begin with… and I wanted to spend time with you.”

“me? you? you did?”

“yeah, cause I like you y/n.” Kenma finally turns to you, his eyes are cast downwards as if looking into your eyes will make his blush more visible than it already is. 

you’ve both stopped walking and the air is still around you. it feels like the butterflies in your stomach are the only moving creatures in the world. even time stands still as you let Kenma’s words sink in. and it must take a while, cause he looks up at you with confusion in his eyes.

“y/n?”

“yes? I'm here, I'm listening! what is it?"

“are you, uhm. are you planning on doing anything this weekend?”

“no… are you?”

“no. so we should do something together.”

“like a date?”

“yes. if you want anyways”

“I want.”  

he laughs, “okay then. Let's get you home first, right?”

“right!” you smile, starting to walk Kenma laughs again mocking your previous response "i WaNt" making you pout, Threatening to stand him up.

but you have a date this weekend and possibly a boyfriend. how can you be mad about that? 

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MINECRAFT ♡ KOZUME KENMA

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you've never played minecraft before, or maybe you just lied about it so you'd get the chance to sit on your boyfriend's lap. regardless, you were enjoying yourself, cutting down trees to get wood, crafting those blocks of wood to planks, building yourself a cute cozy, albeit plain and simple house, and getting meat to eat from the cows, pigs, and chickens you came across. the music was calming as well, and if that wasn't good enough, kenma has shrugged to playing a multiplayer game and just had you settle on his lap as he guided you through your adventure, occasionally guiding you whenever you made a mistake, and giving you valuable tips.

but after a few minutes, he started to get bored. he told you to go and explore caves, go out to mine for iron and gold and diamonds, but you told him you didn't have enough torches to go through with that. instead, you were on your land, planting wheat and herding animals.

to say kenma was bored out of his mind would be an understatement because while he enjoyed your presence, because really, he did, it did not do anything to ease the boredom he felt and he's sure that if you were the one watching someone break dirt block after dirt block after dirt block only to make a farm, you would agree.

he wanted, no, needed some form of entertainment and since you did not want to help him with that, he decided to take it in his own hands.

his hands roamed your thighs innocently as he did so many times before while watching tv or playing video games and you smiled at the familiarity of it all. the warmth felt like home. if a siren were to try and charm you, then it would sing a song that would make you feel like this because it is something that will draw you in every single time. you are sure of that fact.

but before long, they were at your inner thighs, drawing circles on the plush flesh. you could feel his smirk on your shoulder as he continues to hum along to you tending to your farm, planting wheat seed, after wheat seed. the sensation made you shiver in his lap, something he felt.

his fingers flicked your tiny skirt up and pushed your panties to the side, sighing in relief when his digits met your dripping pussy. he slid two of them up and down your slit, then wordlessly pushed his long, slender index finger in up to the knuckle making you mewl and throw your head on his shoulder. it rubbed at your spongy flesh in all the right ways, while his thumb stimulated your clitoris. your eyes rolled to the back of your head at the things he was doing, but then, it all stopped suddenly. fingers were pulled out of your cunt and thumb no longer brushing along your bundle of nerves.

from above you, kenma tsk-ed. "kitten, just keep on playing, okay?" he instructed you, only putting his hand to work when you grasped the mouse once again with steel determination, breathing heavily and beads of sweat on your forehead.

at this point, kenma's denied you so many orgasms you found yourself half-laying on top of his desk, panting to yourself, absolutely braindead for him. you have no idea how you were still able to defend yourself against the zombies and creepers in the game, your only guess is that it was simply muscle memory.

kenma was smiling at the image of you on his lap: breathing erratic, tongue out with drool slipping out of the corner of your mouth, and legs wide open for him.

he could feel your wetness on his lap and though he is a man of patience, he does not know how much he still has in him to not push off his old red nekoma sweatpants and drag you to sit on his dick.

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