Haikyuu! Striking Thoughts

Hoodie

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NEKOMA BOYS

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Kenma Kozume

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6 am. It's around that time something would trace circles on your cheek and a trail of soft, gentle fingers would move stray hairs out of your sleeping face. 6 am. That would be when Kenma wakes his princess from her slumber. Carefully you stir, prying your heavy lids open and murmuring almost incoherent words only Kenma has the privilege to hear. "Morning," he booped your nose. Barely grasping reality you only hummed, turning over and snaking your arm around his torso. "Y/n we have to get up," Kenma says, silky, timid yet smooth as he rubs loose circles on your back which helped you woke further. "Morning," you locked gazes with him. Kenma smiled, taking in as much as he can despite having it done a million times over already. The sun was soft, it peaked from the blinds and shone a beautiful glow on you and Kenma. Reaching out, you slid your hand on his grown hair, whom you dyed black and left remains of blonde in memory of when you met in highschool, and curled it in your finger. It felt like petting a cat because Kenma leaned in to your touch. "You streaming today?," you asked him with a raspy tone to which Kenma faintly giggled at. "Not a little later. But please don't run in on my livestream wearing only my hoodie again, ne? people would freak out," he tells you with a blush, and the stupid memory made you both chuckle in the still air. You tucked his hair. He tucked yours. You stayed there just caressing each other's cheeks. "Sure but who knows?," your reply startled the wits out of him. "Y/N!!!" Kozume looked absolutely horrifed. "Alright I'll behave! I swear! Now don't hit me!"