Skater Boy | h.harem

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"Woah~!" Shouyou cried, staring at the large buffet everyone was standing in front of after entering the restaurant. "You guys have been working hard, so we thought we'd treat you! Everyone's already been paid for, so dig in!" Ukai chuckled out, taking a plate off the table.

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Shouyou sat sandwiched between Kuroo and Atsumu, an angry Kenma and Osamu sitting beside them two as they animatedly chatted and flirted with the little ginger.

Shouyou, being the kind little sunshine he was, tried to include everyone in their conversations, or attempted to change the subject to one everyone could join in. He did it so casually and smoothly that he seemed completely oblivious to it.

"The camp's gonna end next week. It makes me kinda sad, ahaha," laughing softly to himself, Shouyou took the last bit of his sushi and began gulping down his juice. "Right?! I don't want to leave! I'll never get to see Shouyou again!" Bokuto cried out, slamming his fists on the table.

"Bokuto-San, quiet. We're in public," Akaashi reminded, holding a napkin out to Shouyou, whose face was dripping with juice. "Ah, thank you!"

"Anyway, Hinata, how about you come over to my house once the camp ends? My parents should still be on their business trip, so we'd be alone the entire~ time!" The pepper-haired male stated brightly, ignoring the glares sent his way.

"Hmm, that sounds fun, but I have some stuff I have to tend to when we get back, so I can't. I'm sorry..." When Bokuto's face fell, Shouyou reached over the small booth and began rubbing his head gently in an attempt to make him feel better.

"If you don't mind me asking, what is it that deserves the attention of someone as lovely as you?" Kuroo suavely flirted, slipping an arm around Shouyou's waist. "Watch it, cat!" Atsumu growled, pulling the ginger closer to him.

Ignoring the squabble around him, Hinata giggled underneath his breath, taking another sip from his juice. "Summer's almost here, and I promised my little sister I would spend the whole season with her. We already made a lot of plans together, so I don't want to disappoint her."

"How about you and her spend the night at-"

"Shouyou, could you... come with me for a bit?" Kenma interrupted, fiddling with one of his hoodie strings almost bashfully. "Oh, sure thing, Kenma!"

Quickly gulping the last of his juice, Hinata threw his cup away and followed after his friend, who took his hand and led him out of the restaurant and into a secluded alleyway. "...Ken... ma? Why are we here?"

Seeing the pudding head looking anxious made Shouyou conclude that Kenma needed away from the large crowds in the restaurant.

Immediately, the ginger pulled his friend into a hug, threading his fingers through his dark-rooted hair. "Did you get anxious because of all the people? We can ask the coaches if we can leave early and hang out in the classrooms. Would that be okay?"

Shaky arms wrapped around Hinata's waist, and the ginger felt Kenma lean into his neck and nod. "There was something I wanted to ask you, but we can talk in the classroom."

Smiling, Shouyou told Kenma to wait for him to come back, and went to their coaches, explaining that Kenma wasn't feeling well. Thankfully, they understood and gave the two males permission to return to the school.

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Once they arrived at Nekoma's classroom, they sat on Kenma's futon in peaceful silence. "What was it that you wanted to-"

"Can I kiss you?" The two of them froze in shock at the sudden question, but it took the whole day for Kenma to build up his confidence, and it was too late to back out now. Flustered, he covered his face with his hood, burying it in his knees.

The pudding head felt the soft hands of his crush take a gentle hold of his hood, peeling it away from his head slowly. "Kenma..." He muttered softly, leaning down a bit to catch the gamer's gaze.

Placing his hands on either side of Kenma's face, he placed a soft, caring peck onto his lips. It was so warm and gentle that the pudding head's eyes watered, and he just wanted to melt into Shouyou's embrace.

But the ginger pulled away, and his lips felt cold without his delicate warmth. "Natsu likes kisses, too. Though, I don't kiss her on her lips. Was it awkward?"

Kenma's mouth parted, but no words would come out, so he just shook his head, leaning toward Shouyou once more and hesitantly locking their lips together. "Mmh..." Hinata hummed, holding onto Kenma's leg as he crossed them and pulled the ginger onto his lap.

Shouyou's fingers unwrapped from the fabric above Kenma's knee and trailed up to his hips, where he gripped onto the hem of his hoodie instead. Twisting his head, Kenma placed a hand on the back of the ginger's head, aiming for a deeper angle.

When the pudding head accidentally slid his tongue across Shouyou's bottom lip, a nasally moan left the ginger, and Kenma's content warmth soon turned into intense heat, the noises leaving Shouyou only acting as fuel.

"I'm... I want to use my tongue... Is that okay?" Kenma breathed out, staring deep into Shouyou's cracked, shining eyes. "Y-Yeah, that's fine..." With the confirmation, their lips were back against each others' in an instant.

It wasn't long after that Kenma hesitantly slid his tongue between the ginger's lips, tangling them together.

"Mng, Ken-Kenma~" Shouyou mewled, his eyelids falling slightly when Kenma began kissing down his neck. "Shouyou..." Using his hand, the pudding head pushed the ginger's lower back into him, the rest of his body following.

Just as Kenma was about to reconnect their lips, the door to the classroom opened, and a gasp left the newcomer's lips. "What's- Kenma, what are you doing?"

In shock, the gamer jolted, yet he hardly moved from his position as he recognized the voice. "Kuroo..."

Kuroo was smart. He knew that the gleam of lust in Shouyou's eyes and his relaxed, almost melting posture atop the pudding head was enough to tell him that Kenma hadn't forced anything upon the ginger.

Yet, he also knew they weren't dating. Kenma would've rubbed it in his face so much he'd have nightmares about it. "Kuroo... Senpai..."

Shouyou muttered into Kenma's shoulder, attempting to turn his gaze to the male, but was stopped by a hand softly pushing his forehead back against the shoulder. "What do you need, Kuroo? We're busy," Kenma stated, though his voice was rather low.

"Tell me what's going on, damnit!" Kuroo growled, slamming the door to the classroom closed and making his way over. "Kenma was... overwhelmed with the crowd, so we came back to the school, and he wanted a kiss, so I gave him one."

Shouyou muttered, finally regaining most of his breath back. "Is that so? Then, why don't you give me a kiss too?"

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A/n: Do I have writer's block or am I just lazy? Find out on the next chapter of-