Runaway; a Kurooken fanfiction

Kenma's POV

I have spent a week a Iwazumi'hs. I will be here for 1 more week. It has been nice. Iwa has been comforting me. He makes me food like apple pie.

But I keep reading the letter. I cry everytime I read it and Iwa says I should stop but I cant.

What if he did cheat on me. He is obviously sorry and he was drunk. But that still hurts.

He looked so heart broken when I left. Maybe he was trying to cope with me leaving. Even so did he really have to cheat on me.

"Kenma!" Iwa said standing infront of me.

"What?" I said spooked.

"Finally, I've been calling your name and you haven't been answering. Thinking about Kuroo again?"

"Yeah..."

He sighed. "I've been debating about telling you this, but I think I should." I looked at him confused, "Kuroo came to Seijoh about a week ago....."

"What?"

"He was looking for the girl he possibly slept with.... he looked sad nervous." I said nothing.

He was looking for her? Why would he be looking for? Maybe for an answer?

I started crying. I felt empty and almost betrayed. What if he wanted to ask her out. Or take her on a date.

I know I dont really like kissing and dates but....is that enough for Kuroo not to like me anymore.

I touched my face and felt tears.

"I-I...Kuro please don't tell me you dont care about me, I need you to love me- he never said I love you to me.... I know I left without giving him a chance to say it but-but am I just kidding myself about all of this." I cried harder staring up mumbling my doubts to myself.

Then Iwa slapped me.

I looked at him.

"Of course he still cares about you, for the little time I was around him he was praying that he didnt cheat on you. He cares so much about you! Your lucky your bestfriend is in love with you!"

We hugged and stayed like that for a few minutes. I cried into his chest and he cried into my shoulder.

"So I'm guessing your in love with your bestfriend?" I asked.

"...y-yeah." We sat in silence for a few seconds, "well normally when I'm sad I get my favorite dessert and eat that. So what do you want?"

"Apple pie."

"Ok, I will go out and get the ingredients for it."

"Wait we are making it yourself?"

"No we are gonna make it. It's cheaper and it will taste better." He said with a smile.

For the past week he has been helping me learn how to cook simple stuff. It's really nice of him, and it gives me something to do.

We wake up to make breakfast, then he packs his own lunch. I prepare lunch for myself. Then Iwa and I make dinner.

His house isnt that nice. It's really old and theres trash in a lot of places.

He didnt want to go into much detail but his dad was never around and his mom is a drug addict.

I got really bored most days so I will start cleaning, Iwa always seems really happy when he gets home.

Over time we opened up to each other and we got along pretty well.

But one time his mom came home. I was in the bathroom and all I heard was fighting. That night I made him dinner and let him play on my switch.

When Iwa got back we started making the pie. It was a lot of fun.