"Hey Kenma, why is your head always buried in that switch. Do you really dislike socializing with people that much?"
About two week had past since that night, I had officially started my radio therapy and it was already starting to take a worse toll on my health. I had to wear a special cap while I was in there to try and reduce my hair loss, but the waves of fatigue that would rush over me couldn't be helped, nor could my hazy memory. I'd wake up sometime sometimes and forget where I was, panic would creep up on me until my memory clicked and recognized I was in my room. It only ever lasted a few seconds, but was enough to make me break out in cold sweats.
I still walked to school with Kenma every morning. Our conversations were developing nicely, sometimes Kenma would even be the one to initiate it; sure it would normally be about school work or a new game that came out, but the way his expressions would change when he got excited about passing a level or frustrated when the teacher set extra work made it way more interesting. The one conversation that never came up was why Kenma was constantly on either his phone or his switch, I'd always presumed it was because of how anti social he was but it didn't seem to be that alone.
"Hm? oh, I used to get picked on when I was younger, I started playing more to ignore them" ah so it was a coping mechanism huh.
"Ohh, if anyone picks on you make sure to tell me, it'll be the last thing they do" I wanted to sound threatening but kenmas face turned towards me and raised an eyebrow.
"pft, says the guy who can't last 10 minutes without being out of breath" He covered his mouth as he giggled at my attempt to be scary, giving me one of his earphones so I could listen to the music. I huffed in annoyance at his mockery but accepted the earphone immediately, having to walk while crouching so the wire didn't stretch due to the height difference.
Lessons were cancelled today so coach said we could use the hall and practice a little more to prepare for the competition. Kenma and I were the last to arrive to practice, the others had already finished warm ups and were currently trying to hit the backboard of a basketball net. They were using sticky notes to mark who had jumped the highest, and so far Lev was winning. We went over to join them, warming up first before taking a sticky note and aiming for our highest point, my height obviously benefited me so my blue sticky note soon overtook Levs orange one. Kenma was next though it took a while for him to agree, he took a green tag and a small step back so he could get ready for his run up.
Laughter filled the room the second he jumped, not only did he fail to beat any one, he also failed to touch the blackboard at all. I wiped the tears from my eyes when he approached us, giving all of our arms a slap in frustration which of course made us laugh even more.
"Its not that funny, all of you shut up"
They started encouraging him by saying he didn't need to jump high as his sets were already perfect, but their voices started to fade.Their lips continued to move, but slower, and there bodys started to become a blur. I clutched my stomach as I made for the bathroom, barely making it in time before I violently threw up, gasping for air once I was finished. The bathroom door opened and I quickly flushed making it out like I just needed to use the bathroom, I stepped out and saw Kenma leaning on the wall, staring at me as I did my best to smile, the lingering taste of sick still heavy on my tongue.
"And you called ME the stalker" A faint laugh left my lips before I went to wash my hands, using sweat as an excuse to also wash my face. Kenma trailed over and sat on the side of the sink, his eyes not leaving my face which made me strangely nervous.
"You look pale, are you sure you're feeling okay?" how could I answer? what excuse would sound believable, Its not like he heard me throwing up right, so it shouldn't be that hard.
"I think all that jumping made me light headed, I also ate just before I left the house, that's probably why" It sounded pretty believable, I almost believed it myself , and my the nod of Kenmas head so did he. He slid of the sink and handed me a paper towel to dry my damp face with before heading for the door.
"Don't over do it Kuroo"
"yeah.. I won't"
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Fanfiction"It may not have been said by someone famous, and maybe no one will feel comforted by it. But the only person I need it to comfort is standing right next to me"
