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Minecraft Neighbors - Level 14

Warnings: Mentions of overbinding and insecurities Word count: 2200

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"Can I ask you something?" I looked up at Kenma a bit from where I rested sitting back against his chest. After a small cat nap we snacked and played on our PSP's, holding small talk until the early hours of the morning.

"Sure." His thumbs stuttered on his console for a moment, a small nervous habit I've picked up on.

"How does it make you feel when people on our streams ask if you're the mom of our server? I don't exactly feel what you're going through, because I'm not non-binary but I still want to understand the best I can." My heart melted at his question and just how much he cared. It seems like the bare minimum, well, it is. For some reason though, it has my heart racing so fast that before I could even think about what I was doing, I was leaning back to press a kiss on his cheek. I giggled lightly as he went bright pink, turning my attention back to my screen.

"It's weird, I guess. I guess it's the same way you would feel if they referred to you as mom. It just doesn't sit right." He nodded after a moment, somewhat understanding what I meant. "I feel that way for both names though, so it's hard trying to find that balance with some people. Especially when they aren't understanding." It was my turn to blush as he placed a kiss on top of my head.

"I'm sorry love, people suck." I shrugged and rested further into his chest.

"Can I ask you a question?"

"You just did." I rolled my eyes at his retort, a soft chuckle coming from him. "Ask away."

"What are your parents like? You don't really talk about them much." I felt him stiffen and instantly felt guilty for unknowingly hitting a sore spot in his life. "You don't have to talk about them if you don't want to." He set down his PSP and pulled me closer, his slightly toned arms squeezing around my torso and making me wince.

"Are you alright?" I chewed on my lip, hoping he would just drop it so I didn't have to come clean about over binding. However, I didn't get that lucky, he sat us up more and looked at me. "What's wrong?"

"My uh, my ribs are sore from my binder." His hands rested on my sides and slowly moved up a bit, stopping when he felt the hem of it through my shirt.

"It's not good for you to have it on this long." I fiddled with my fingers, not knowing how to put it into words without worrying him.

"I just, I don't like my chest and I don't want you being able to see it. Even if it is just the small bit from my sports bra and shirt." I said weakly. He muttered a small 'cmere' and helped me turn around. My legs out stretched over his thighs, the two of us now facing each other.

"I'm not going to see you any different.. You're still you, binder or no binder. I just don't want to see you hurt yourself, or mess up your chances of top surgery if that's something you want. You can steal my hoodie if you want to, if that helps at all.." His hands came up and stopped me from fidgeting, holding them in between us. I brought up one of his hands and placed a chaste kiss to his knuckles. "Please go change out of it. When you come back, I'll tell you a bit about my parents." My head shot up, staring into his cat like eyes with shock.

"You don't have to if you don't want to, I can tell it's not a great topic." He shrugged and gestured to the bathroom, silently asking me to follow through with his offer.

Begrudgingly, I got up slowly and made my way to the bathroom. I avoided the mirror and looking down, not wanting to dampen my good mood from being with my boyfriend. Quickly, I changed and came out of the room hunched over. Kenma passed me his hoodie immediately and I wasted no time putting it on. He buys his clothes oversized so it practically drowned me, completely engulfing my body and I loved it. I buried my face into the sweater paws that had formed, hiding my smile and how I realized it smelled like him, vague hints of lavender and vanilla peaking through, it was calming and was overall just him.

"Is it off?" I lifted up the binder, tossing it on top of my bag and he delicately smiled. "Thank you." He mumbled, relaxing a smidge. I took a moment to get back to how we were previously sitting. "My parents and I aren't that close." I looked up at him in shock, not expecting him to be so forthright and straight to the point with it. However I shouldn't be surprised, it's Kenma after all . "They both work high end jobs, so they were never home that often. As a kid I spent time with my grandparents when they were gone, but when Kuroo moved in with his grandma next door, I spent more time over there or he would come over. I'm not hiding you from them or anything but they don't know we're dating. They aren't cool about me having online friends, and they have their own viewpoints even if they are quiet about it. Mostly I just don't want you to get any backlash from them at some point." I nodded in understanding, knowing all too well about judgmental parents.

"If you don't feel comfortable you don't have to tell them, I know it's not because you're trying to keep me hidden or anything." He let out a breath of what seemed to be relief and watched as he relaxed a bit more. "My parents know about you obviously, my mom made me have boy talk with her." He looked up, an eyebrow raised in confusion. "You're uh, the first person I've ever dated or even had a real like, romantic interest in. So she was pretty excited." We both blushed at my words and I felt embarrassed by my confession.

"I've never dated anyone before you either." His words were quiet as his blush grew.

"At least we don't have to have the awkward ex talk." He smiled at my light hearted statement.

"Yeah." I watched as his face changed into one of thought and hesitation. "What are your parents like?" I froze up a bit, thinking of how to explain without going into the whole explanation.

"My mom is nice, she's patient and listens and I'm pretty close with her. My dad and I used to be close but we grew apart and we're awkward now. He isn't really accepting or supportive so the last few years have been rough to say the least." He nodded along, not pushing for me to delve deeper into an explanation and I couldn't have been more thankful. "Daichi's Daichi. He's pretty protective of me if you haven't noticed, but he's the best older brother I could ask for." A fond smile etched onto his face at the mention of my brother.

"Sometimes I wish I had siblings but then I remember I have a Kuroo." I couldn't contain my laughter, completely baffled by how he worded it. "He acts enough like a younger brother, older brother, father and grandpa all in one, so I think I'm set for a while." I only laughed harder at his reasoning, my eyes watering as a result while Kenma joined in softly.

"That's amazing to me, it just sounds so Kuroo." We didn't stop laughing until someone from the neighboring room knocked on the wall. We tried to stifle our giggles, not wanting to receive a noise complaint or any sort of repercussions. "So I might need your help with something." He cocked his head to the side, his hair flowing with the action. "I need to adjust my brace and I have to do it standing up." He shrugged and dropped my hands, gesturing to the floor. It took a moment for me to get off of the bed again but I managed and stood a foot or so away.

"So, why do you need to adjust it?" His voice was delicate just like the rest of him.

"After walking and moving around so much today, my brace and my joggers are starting to disagree with each other." He paused in thought at my brief explanation.

"Wouldn't it be easier to just wear shorts?" I stomached the nerves that came with his reasoning, I didn't want him to see my scars.

He'll just think they're ugly, I need to keep them hidden.

"Initially, yeah, but changing now would be more of a hassle. Cause then I have to take the brace off, keep my leg straight, take my joggers off without messing with my knee too much, get my brace on, get my shorts on, adjust my brace for standing and possibly adjust the shorts." His eyes blew wide at the wordy explanation, not expecting that much effort to go into simply changing.

"So what do I need to do?" I tried to think of the best way to have him help. With Daichi, he knows exactly what to do. Kenma however, he isn't as knowledgeable in that field.

"Uh, I'm trying to think of the best way for you to help. Okay, uh," I moved to his right, my back to him, "gimme your hands." He put his hands out a bit, allowing me full control of his movements. "I'm gonna need you to help support my weight so I don't fall face first." I moved his right hand across my back and to my right hip. "And with your other hand, hold the top of my brace." He hesitantly grabbed on to the support item. "Hold it still after I loosen it, that way I can adjust my joggers." He mumbled a tiny 'alright' and got a firmer grip on it. I loosened the velcro straps a bit instead of completely undoing them, and made haste on adjusting the article of clothing. It took a minute but it was definitely worth it to untwist the clothing on my knee. I stood back up straight and made sure everything was situated. "Thank you." I whispered to my boyfriend, he hummed and moved a little closer to me, both hands now settling on my waist.

"Y/N?" It was my turn to hum as he slowly turned me around, taking his time with my injured leg. "Can I kiss you?" We both blushed at his question, seeing as this would be both of our first kisses.

I bit my lip and nodded, trying to fight off my small smile. One of his hands came up and gently untucked my lip with his thumb, moving to cup my face as he leaned in. My hands moved without thinking, one resting on his shoulder the other landing in his undercut as he kissed me. It was soft and tender, so many emotions I didn't know existed pouring out into the action. He pulled away after a few seconds, the both of us blushing profusely. I leaned back in placed a chaste, soft peck on his lips. His face bloomed a darker red that went up to his ears. Without thinking, I pulled him into a hug. My arms wrapping over his shoulders while I buried my feverish face into the nape of his neck. He chuckled at the sudden action and slowly wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me a little closer to him. One of his hands slowly made its way up to comb through my hair, twirling my loose curls and treading softly against my scalp.

"If you keep doing that, I might fall asleep standing up." My words came out muffled against him but he kept playing with my hair.

"Good, you need sleep." I groaned and pulled him a hair closer.

"Fine, let's get ready for bed." He slowly let me go and sat on the bed while I went to the bathroom to brush my teeth.

My face was still bright red when I came back into the room, as was his. He set down his phone when he heard the bathroom door shut, his legs somewhat crossed in front of him. It was my turn to wait as he went to the bathroom, placing a soft kiss on my cheek as he rounded the bed. I took the time to get comfortable and call Daichi to say goodnight, texting my mom as well. Kenma came back out and laid beside me, hesitantly turning on his side towards me. His arm slowly coming over my side, his hand finding mine while his chest pressed against my back. Warmth radiated off of him and I felt comfortable and safe.

Sleep made my eyelids heavy and droop, it didn't take long for my eyes to flutter shut into unconsciousness.

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