Our Wisteria -- Kenma x Reader

XC6

I apologize that this is such a short chapter, I really do hope that you still enjoy it!

-Teru

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"Y/n, y/n! Wake up damn it!" I hear a voice shout, were they saying my name?

"Hahhh..." I yawn, and the person that was shaking me before stopped. My eyes started to regain focus, making it so that the person above me was easier to see. What were they doing? How did they know me?

"Y/n! You're awake!" They yell, shaking me some more and then hugging me, "You passed out! I didn't know what to do!"

"Yaku?" I ask and he nods, "What happened?" All I could remember was the last few sentences that the strange cat said, of course it was all just a dream though. This isn't some weird fantasy novel, I think, I wasn't quite sure yet.

"Am I drunk?" I ask him, standing up on my wobbly legs, they feel like jello, like how they do right after se-

"Y/n! No you're not drunk. Come on, let's get you home." He says, and I follow.

Once we were home, I felt like I was going to barf. Everything hurts and I didn't even want to eat.

"Yaku, what happened?" I hear Kuroo ask from the hallway, he said that Kenma and Kai were asleep, and that it was only him.

Yaku and Kuroo talk about what was happening while I was sleeping, and my god did it feel good.

After a while, I darted awake, for no absolute reason. There was a blanket on me and the lights were off. Good I was still in the apartment.

I get up and walk into the kitchen, touching the counter, you know, like sad people do. I was wide awake and most likely not going to sleep for the rest of the night.

I open the fridge, maybe hopefully finding something in the process. There is some leftover fried mackerel, pudding, the usual. "Maybe I'll just make some warm milk." I say to myself.

"Y/n?" I hear Kenma say, he flipped on the lights and walked towards the cupboards, grabbing a tea packet out of a tiny bag labeled "1st step to going to sleep".

I chuckle at the thought that he actually has a routine for going to sleep, it's cute.

Oh y/n, you have a boyfriend.

I rub my eyes, hearing that same sentence echoing in my mind for a solid minute before saying, "Goodnight, see you in the morning." And then walked to our shared bedroom.

After I drank the rest of the warm milk, I closed my eyes, thinking about the days to come.