𝓅𝒶𝒾𝓃𝓉𝑒𝒹 𝓈𝓂𝒾𝓁𝑒𝓈 | 𝓀𝓊𝓇𝑜𝓀𝑒𝓃 𝒻𝒶𝓃𝒻𝒾𝒸

i hate weekends

Kuroo: I'll see you at practice right? (6:24 am)

The early morning breeze ran across Kenma's skin. Making the room colder that outside. Kenma woke up with shivers down his spine. he walked over to the window and closed it. He dragged his feet back across the room and picked up his phone. He saw the text from Kuroo and had to reply right away. He felt ashamed that he didn't wake up earlier for practice, if he were awake he would have had a conversation with Kuroo and talk with him before practice. But there was no time to think about conversations he could have had.

Kenma: I guess I'm a bit late, huh. (8:47 am)

Looking back down at his phone he felt the guilt takeover. Kenma put his phone in his pocket and walked downstairs to the kitchen. His parents worked on weekends, so nobody was in the house except him. He looked through the pantry, but there was nothing he was interested in eating.

"I guess I won't be eating this morning." Kenma said with a sigh. 

Kenma walked upstairs to change into uniform. He walked into his room, closed the door, drew the blinds, and walked over to his closet. A few minutes Later Kenma was ready to go to practice. He walked out of his room with his volleyball bag in his hand. He put on his shoes and was out the door.

"Hey, I made it." Kenma said quietly hoping nobody would hear him.

"Kenma!!" Kenma knew who that was, it was Kuroo. Kenma's best friend. "Nobody else showed up, I'm actually suprised that you made it here, a bit late of course but still!"

"Yea, I guess."

"So! do you want to leave? I don't want to practice anyways."

Kenma was actually quite suprised that Kuroo didn't want to practice but of course, he didn't want to either. Kenma looked at Kuroo's face before saying anything, It looked like Kuroo had his heart set on skipping practice, so Kenma went along with that.

"Yea let's leave, we can go anywhere though, I think it may be easier to go to my house or somethi-"

"YEA LET'S GO TO YOUR HOUSE!"

"Uhm, sure."

Kuroo walked with Kenma all they way to Kenma's house. It was VERY cold, and Kenma being Kenma, was bickering and pouting over that fact that he had to walk the two blocks to his house. Kuroo being Kuroo, made fun of Kenma for being tired of walking. Finally, Kenma and Kuroo arrived at their desired destination.

"We're here, take your shoes off an-"

"I know how a house works Kenma, I know what to do."

Kenma felt a bit of shame. Kuroo has been to Kenma's house before, and telling Kuroo what to do seemed to stress Kenma out even more.

"Sorry, Kuroo."

"So Kenma, did you have breakfast? And tell me the truth."

Kenma had been dealing with an eating disorder since he was younger boy. He had also been dealing with POTS (Postural Orthostatic Tachycardia Syndrome). Kuroo was the only one who knew besides Kenma's parents.

"No I didn't, but i'm not hungry!" Kenma replied sounding irritated by the subject.

"I'll make you some pop tarts just incase you change your mind."

Kenma and Kuroo went upstairs to hang out. Kenma was feeling a bit light headed, he assumed that he stood up to quickly so he sat down and went to measure his heart rate.

"150?!' Kenma shouted.

"What is it kenma?" Kuroo looked over Kenma's shoulder's. 

"150? And that's only sitting down!"

"Yea, it's ok. I need to sit down."

"Yea let's do that."

Kuroo picked Kenma up and sat him on the bed. Kenma looked very pale, almost like a vampire. Kuroo sat down on the bed with Kenma.

"How are you feeling Kenma?"

"Fine, I'm doing fine thank you." Kenma said. Kuroo looked really worried about Kenma. Kuroo glanced over at him admiring his fair skin, wishing Kenma would realize that, he liked him. 

[HEY HEY HEEEYYYYY!! now, allow me to introduce myself, my name is ronnie, but i prefer ron!! i use he/they pronouns but that stuff you can find in my bio- i hope you like this fanfic, its my first one so i'm not sure if its good or not. and if you have any character ideas let me know by dming me or just put it in the comments!! have a good day/night!!]