𝐊𝐞𝐧𝐦𝐚 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫
All y/n's life she had been bullied. And their "boyfriend" ,Kenma, didn't do anything about it. Not even their parents, who hated them too, even the teachers. Not even their non- existent friends do anything. They were a...
"Bye, remember no sex at school," I call as kenma steps out of the car. He gives me a perplexed look before closing the door and heading inside the gates.
It was a little cold this morning so I offered to drive him to school and he accepted. He doesn't seem to hate me, but doesn't make an attempt to talk to me either so I'm not sure where I stand.
I'm not sure where y/n stands either. They don't seem to be in any of his family photos. And they're around the same age so it wouldn't make sense for y/n to be babysitting him.
Since Kenma is now at school, and y/n doesn't seem to be in a bad mood, I feel this is a great time to ask them.
"Hey baby," they greet as I sit on the couch next to them.
"Hey," I say. I start to bite on my cheek, as I'm not quite sure how to start the conversation.
"What do you want to ask?" They say looking at me. I guess I must've looked surprised because they then said, "you bite your cheek when your nervous or wondering something,"
"Im just wondering what you're relationship is with Kenma. Not trying to be nosy or anything, it just feels weird,"
"We're exes, so that's how his parents were comfortable with letting me watch him," they simply said.
"But what about your parents? I haven't seen or heard about them since I got here,"
"My parents and I aren't speaking,"
"Oh,"
"You don't need to feel bad," y/n chuckled, "I'll explain it to you when I'm ready okay,"
"Well if you need a shoulder to cry on, I'm right here" I said patting their back as they moved to lay on my chest.
"I've never cried in my life," they laughed.
Kenma's POV
"There you are Kenma," Kuroo called. He then waved me over to the rest of the group. Even though I'd been on the team for 2 years, just being there I felt out of place. Maybe the weekend was too long, maybe I need new friends, I don't know.
They all turn to each other and start talking. But I as one who doesn't feel the need to converse, pull out my phone and start playing.
"..... right Kenma?"
I then look up, not noticing that I was supposed to be part of a conversation. "What?"
"The game last week? You were there remember?" Yamamoto said.
"Actually he wasn't," Yaku interjected, "he said he had some family problems,"
"Oh yeah, well you should've seen it.." and they continued to talk.
They didn't question a thing. I'm not quite sure if I want them to question things. Perhaps this is Stockholm syndrome? Me not minding staying with y/n, that is.
It's not like y/n hit me. It's not like they stopped ordering food for me when we insult each other. It's just that they didn't let me go anywhere, probably to keep an eye on me.
My friends and thoughts occupy me until the day is over. And suddenly I'm walking home. I haven't felt like this in a while, but I'm leaving school in a bad mood.
I open the door, walking past both y/n and suna, before storming to my room. Too pissed to be concerned over what they were doing.
A few seconds later there is knocking on my door. I don't answer. Then it continues until I shout that they should go away.
"Damn, normally people would wanna talk or put on their angry playlist. You okay though?" Y/n asks opening the door.
My feelings are all over the place. They came to check on me! Maybe they still like me. Then again I didn't say they could come in. What if I was changing? Can't people also sit in silence if their angry?
"Obviously not," I respond planting face first into my pillow.
They walk over and sit on my bed, "Wanna talk about it?" They ask.
I sniffle and shake my head no. I have no idea why I'm crying. Crying in front of y/n themself is embarrassing. "Why do you care?"
"You make it sound like I throw parties jump on people if their unhappy," y/n chuckled. Their joke was enough to make me smile, but that's it.
"But I'll leave you to it," they say walking out. At least they close my door. At least they have decent respect for me.
But my feelings for them are growing, and I don't know how to deal with it.
While the reason for crying isn't fun But just laying there numb as tears flow from our eyes is quite peaceful
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