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you left the store and organized everything in your hands making sure that kenma's apple pie was sat up right in the bag

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you left the store and organized everything in your hands making sure that kenma's apple pie was sat up right in the bag. the wind suddenly picked up. it kissed your moisturized face as you glanced around at your surroundings. it just dawned on you that you had no idea where either of the two boys lived.

so that's how you found yourself walking around aimlessly. they had to be somewhere close given that they went to nekoma it every corner you turned led to a dead end. you decided to suck it up and called kuroo.

.*:゚(`・ω・')ゝ゚:*.

"-and that's when akaashi and bokuto left." kuroo was going on about his day with the well known players of fukurōdani academy. he'd picked you up from the small shop (which you went back to so it's be easier to pin point where you were).

"ahh, they seem pretty cool, will they be over anytime soon?" you chewed on your (fav candy) as you both walked side by side... for the most part since you lagged a bit.

"not that i know of. i mean, we have a practice match but it's over where they are. you can come if you'd like." you shook your head no. you weren't involved with the volleyball team so it wouldn't really make sense for you to go.

"eh," you shrugged, "it's not my place to go. it'd just be weird." the both of you continued to converse about other things instead until you ran out of things to talk about and walked in silence until you reached the house. "you don't mind that i suddenly up just showed up right?"

"of course, not at all. to be fair kenma was asking about you anyways." with wide eyes you turned to the bed haired boy who only chuckled at your expression. "don't let him know i told you that." you made a sealing of the lips motion as you looked away. you wouldn't admit it out loud, but your heart did kinda skip at the fact that the boy who always had his head in a game thought of you... even if it was only for a couple or a split second.

kuroo tapped your shoulder and pointed to the house the you were about to walk by. nodding, you followed behind him inside.

"kenma!" there was no reply but there was the faint sound of thumping that got louder. there was a muffled 'what' before his head peaked around from the stairs. "didn't think you'd actually come down." he, kenma, rolled his eyes. "anyways, someone's here to visit you." kuroo walked off into the kitchen after he said that.

"i brought snacks. i got your favorite!" you nearly tripped hurrying out of your shoes as you hung the bag up as high as your arm could go with a smile on your face. a faint blush could be seen on his cheeks.

"cool. thanks." he showed himself. he had on a hoodie and black sweats that were covered with his long socks and his hair was pulled back into a low ponytail with a few loose strands of hair falling out to frame his face. he actually looked quite attractive. not that he didn't before because he's always looked good. "i'm glad you come over." it was your turn to get flustered. you fiddled with your fingers trying to hide your smile which you failed miserably.

kuroo came back into the hallway after gathering a few things. he'd easily read the room and a playful smirk made its way to his face.

"alright let's get a move on lovebirds." he cackled as he ran past the both of you and up the stairs. you struggled to find a comeback as his statement came out of nowhere. while you stammered, kenma's blush deepened but neither of you denied it. he turned to you, yet his eyes stayed on the floor.

"you can come up."

"thanks, i mean... okay."  you both walked up the stairs quietly. it was a bit awkward but you distracted yourself by looking at the little details of everything around you. "your house is nice."

"uhh, thanks." you made it to his room where kuroo was on the bed sprawled out as if he'd been wandering the world for millions of years without a rest. "move over." he pushed kuroo gently and sat on the bed as you took one in front of his bed. 

"oh, snacks." you gently placed the plastic bag onto his bed and took out the contents. "i'm sorry i couldn't get your favorite."

"it's no sweat." he picked up one of the other snacks in the bag, "at least you thought of me." he seemed to like whatever he ate so it made you feel better. "let's watch something. let's watch to all the boys i've loved before!"

"kuroo i'm not watching that movie again! you've made me watch it six times already." he opens the container of the fresh apple pie and takes a bite of it. "let's watch something else like..."

"we should watch a chemistry movie."

"you chem nerd nobody wants to watch your stupid chemistry movies!" his voices raised slightly as he was irritated with said 'chem nerd'. "how about you pick a movie (y/n)." his voice was softer now. much softer than before.

"how about (m/n)? it's a pretty good one."

"we'll watch (m/n) then."


(b/n)
where are you?

(b/n)
get home now.

you left him on delivered and silenced your phone getting ready to watch the movie that you've watched at least twice already, but they didn't need to know that.

"i probably can't stay too long so if i ever up and leave don't mind me okay." you pick another snack from the bag and make yourself comfy on the floor.

"are you comfy (n/n)? you can lay on the bed."  kuroo asked leaning over the edge of the bed, coming nearly face to face had you not bagged up a bit. there was a smacking sound behind both of you where kenma sat. kuroo monotonously voiced an 'ow' and reached his hand back to rub something and bagging up from your face.

"i'm cool down here, can i have a blanket though? i should've asked earlier, my bad." kenma came into your vision with a blue blanket and spread it over your body. you smiled at him as a thanks which he returned.

"okay okay now let's watch the movie before the snacks run out!"

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