Candy Apple
A Kenma x g/n!reader short drabble
🍎 Genre: fluff
🍎 Word Count: 776
🍎 Inspired By: this set/s of summer festival artworks made by Korean artist @_Hemoon, feat. KuroKen (there’s also for BokuAka and some of the Inarizaki boys, too btw) I also made one of Kenma’s as my phone lockscreen wallpaper stfu //////
🍎 Author’s Note:
Shoutout to some of my amazing and wonderful moots @kamiboeikan @apollochjld (and fellow HQ fans that I forgot to mention sorry~) for reacting to my “weird?” thirst post days ago—YOU GUYS ROCK!!! Also, a big BIIIIIIIG special thanks to @edensxgarden for giving me some fanfiction writing tips on the wee small hours (i e, around 3 o’clock in the morning lol) while I was struggling on typing this short drabble via Google Docs for the third time. I’m not sure if I have followed them all correctly, but I had fun typing it—especially that bridge scene... made my heart beat faster as if I’m on the reader’s shoes and interacting—I owe you more Yukata!Nekoma fanarts soon, sensei~ wink wonk :) :)! So, *bows* hontou ni arigatou gozaimashita, minasan~! (๑>◡<๑)
“Uwaaa! So many people have come here to see the fireworks~” your (e/c) eyes marveled at the bustling scene at the shrine. You and your male classmate decided to watch the big fireworks display at tonight’s summer festival. Honestly, it was a one-sided plan, as it was your idea to go there and you ordered him to come (much to his chagrin), so you dressed up in your yukatas and went to the nearby shrine.
“Nee, nee, Kozume-kun, how about—what are you doing?”
“Huh?” Your said classmate and the volleyball club’s official setter Kozume Kenma stared at you, his smartphone on hand. Probably playing games again.
“I already told you to stop playing with your phone while we’re here!” You tried to grab his phone from his hands, but he was swift to hide it behind his back. “Just for tonight, please have fun…”
Kenma slid his phone back to his pouch.
“But I am having fun, (l/n)-san,” he retorted.
You shook your head. “No, no! I mean, this—“ you raised your arms, “—kind of physical fun! I’m telling you, Kozume-kun, you’re missing a lot!”
You looked at him with determination and awe, pouting. Which, he thought, is cute. But he won’t tell you straight in the face. Not yet.
The puddinghead boy then sighed and meekly smiled. “Okay, fine, you won, (l/n)-san.”
“Yuss!” You did a peace sign, grinning.
The two of you walked side by side across the shrine’s stone pavement, checking on different stalls. “The fireworks display doesn’t start before seven,” you checked your phone’s time, which read 18:46. “Want to snack on something first?” you pointed at the nearest food stall situated beside a large tree.
Kenma nodded in agreement, and you two went towards. The stall sold all kinds of candied fruits and desserts, most particularly candy apples. “Which one do you li—?” You noticed him looking longingly at the shiny red display. Oh yeah, he loves apples and apple pie, you chuckled to yourself.
You handed him his candy apple. “Here, for you!”
The setter hesitantly took it, nearly touching your fingers. Even if he doesn’t show it on his face, Kenma’s golden orbs twinkled on the red and sticky dessert. “T-thanks. Here, let me pay for these—“
“Nope! Already paid for it,” you bit on your stick. The sweetness of the sugar coating complemented well with the tartness of the apple. You winked. “As compensation for bothering you yesterday about going here with me.”
He annoyingly narrowed his eyes at you. “Are you my employer?”
Five minutes till showtime, you pointed at the arching bridge across the pavement. “Hey, Kozume-kun, let’s go over there! I think that’s a perfect viewing spot.” You grabbed his wrist and walked faster. “C’mon!”
Both of you settled on your viewing spots—you leaning your arms on the wooden railing chewing on your candy apple, Kenma beside you leaning on his bottom i mean back with his stick, staring at his geta’d feet.
“Hm? Aren’t you gonna eat yours, Kozume-kun?” You glanced at him. “It’ll fall down if you keep on holding it like that.” You took another bite of your candy apple.
“Uh… yeah… I will.” He tucked some of his blonde locks on his ear and turned to you. “Itadakimasu.”
“...hrrmph?” Your mind went blank as he leaned towards you and bit on the opposite side of your candy apple (with your teeth still attached to it). Playful cat-like eyes stared at you. Your breath hitched, your heartbeat doubled.
Kenma leaned back, a smirk formed while licking the sugar off his lips. “Gochisousama.”
DON! DON DON!
Hearing the sound of fireworks brought you back to reality. Hard.
“K-k-k-k—“ you stuttered, a full-blown blushing mess yourself. “I-IDIOT, THAT’S AN INDIRECT KISS YOU’VE MADE!!”
Puddinghead shrugged it off, taking his first bite of his own candy apple. “So what if it is? I don’t mind doing it again with you.”
“Wha—“
“I like you, (y/n)-chan. I really, really like you.”
Bonus:
“Hey, Kenma-kun, when did you take this?” You grabbed his phone and pointed at the screen. He made a candid shot of you beaming as his phone’s lock screen wallpaper.
“Shortly after our arrival at the shrine last night,” he flushed slightly as you handed him his phone back. “You were kind of amazed seeing the place back then that I secretly took a snapshot of you. You looked cute there, by the way, (y/n)-chan!” Kenma winked at you, which made your face feel hot at your boyfriend’s action.
“Ahhhh mou~ stop teasing me, idiot! Delete it!”
“No can do.”
“Please~?!”
“No.”
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.
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“Kenma—“
“No!”
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