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It had been four years since kuroo's death, Kenma was devastated. Everyday he would deteriorate more and more, he was breaking apart, he couldn't hold his pieces together, looking at the cursive handwritting of his love on his collarbone, the words "I love you" he couldn't keep himself together
Even though four whole years had passed, Kenma was 25 now, he couldn't forget kuroo, all the times they spend together, kuroo was with him for almost half of his life so far, he couldn't carry on with living anymore, but he knew he had to
Akaashi and bokuto would visit him often, akaashi would comfort him, the three would usually go out, on frequent short trips, it didn't do much apart from making Kenma forget a few painful memories for a short while, akaashi would watch Kenma cry himself to sleep every single night,
As bokuto was kuroo's closest friend, they were best friends in highschool, and kuroo helped bokuto through alot, he decided it was his responsibility to help Kenma out, as his best friend was gone, he knew that the least he could ever do for kuroo was to take care of Kenma, akaashi and bokuto would keep an eye of Kenma often as he'd got this habit of cutting himself
Akaashi noticed first when he saw random cuts on kenma's arms, another time bokuto saw Kenma attempting to jump off the rooftop of his house, akaashi also found random pill bottles in kenma's closet and under his bed.
They informed kenma's parents, apon knowing their son was practicing these habits, they forced Kenma to move in with his parents. In his old house. Leaving the flat where kuroo and he spent all his memories, kenma's parents took care of him but it wasn't enough, Kenma wasn't able to do anything or harm himself but his mental health was falling apart, he stopped taking care of himself, he stopped changing his clothes, his hair grew like crazy, the blonde dye on his hair had faded, his hair was dark brown again, he had grown a bit of facial hair, his eyes had bags under them, he was paler than ever, his bony hands, and translucent skin made him look lifeless sometimes,
Another 3 months had passed, it was kuroo's birthday tomorrow, Kenma layed on his bed, tears down his cheeks, it was normal for him but he just couldn't bear it anymore
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endless like the galaxy
Fanfictionif it's not a happy ending, then it's not the end. summary : kenma shifts between reality due to an accidental glitch in reality, things get a bit messy when he discovers about himself in that reality, looking for the love of his life who had pass...
