𝐀 𝐓𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐝 𝐎𝐟 𝐁𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 [𝔹𝕠𝕜𝕦𝔸𝕜𝕒𝕂𝕦𝕣𝕠𝕂𝕖𝕟]

H̶e̶'̶l̶l̶ ̶T̶e̶l̶l̶ ̶Y̶o̶u̶ ̶O̶n̶e̶ ̶D̶a̶y̶ ̶-̶ ̶B̶o̶

"Kuroo," Akaashi said, making both Kuroo and Bokuto look up from the couch.

"Yeah?"

"I understand if you can't tell me but... how did Kenma get all his scars?" Akaashi asked. Kuroo tensed a little, surprising Bokuto.

"Scars?" Bokuto mumbled, confused.

"You never noticed?" Kuroo asked, admitting he knew they were there. "Didn't you have sex with him?" Bokuto's ears turned red.

"Well yeah! But... I wasn't thinking about that... now that you mention, I do remember a few..." he mumbled. Kuroo shook his head and smiled a bit.

"If he hasn't told you I'm sure he will soon," Kuroo assured. Akaashi nodded, understanding. Bokuto glanced between his boyfriends.

He understood respecting boundaries, but it couldn't hurt to ask.

Right?

~

Bokuto paused in front of Kuroo and Kenma's bedroom as he held his hand up to the door. He took a deep breath and gently rapped his fingers against it. The door swung open and Kenma appeared, seeming half asleep. Bokuto's heart squeezed at the sight of his cute boyfriend.

"Oh-Bo," Kenma murmured, looking up at him.

"Hi! Can I ask you something?" Bokuto asked. Kenma stared.

"You just did," he replied blatantly. Bokuto's eyes widened.

"Can I ask you another thing? No, wait! That's also a question!" Bokuto cupped his chin thinking. However, he was pulled out of his thoughts when he heard Kenma laugh softly.

"What's your question?" Kenma wondered aloud. Bokuto rubbed the back of his neck.

"Can we go into your room?" He asked almost nervously. Kenma nodded, the two entering the bedroom. Bokuto sat on the bed, Kenma still standing. He took Kenma's hands, looking at him carefully. "So, I have another question," Bokuto said, smiling a bit since he didn't ask a question in the process. Kenma nodded, gesturing for him to proceed.

Bokuto took a deep breath.

"So... I was just wondering about the scars on your stomach," he explained. "Like... how did you get them?" Kenma stiffened.

"What scars?" Kenma questioned. However, Bokuto was thick, not stupid. He moved one of his hands to Kenma's stomach, running his fingers over the boy's sweatshirt.

"The ones here," Bokuto clarified. Kenma glanced down.

"I dunno," Kenma replied, clearly lying. Bokuto felt a bit hurt but understood Kenma was uncomfortable.

"It's okay, you don't have to tell me if you don't want to," he said, acting much more mature than usual. Kenma didn't respond but instead sat down in Bokuto's lap. Bokuto wrapped his arms around Kenma's waist, pulling him closer to his chest. "I love you," he cooed, grinning when Kenma grumbled. The door swung open, revealing Kuroo who was shirtless. Bokuto and Kenma gawked at their boyfriend. Kuroo smiled nervously.

"Don't look at me like that," he said. "I just spilled some coffee," he promised, holding up his wet shirt. Kenma and Bokuto stared at Kuroo. The cat-like male cocked a brow at them. "What?"

"You're hot," Bokuto explained, making Kenma face-palm. Kuroo's ears turned red at the proclamation.

"Thanks, Bo," Kuroo replied, chuckling a bit. Bokuto grinned but Kenma slapped his arm, making him wince.

"Hey!" Bokuto cried out, giving Kenma a confused stare.

"I want to lie down," Kenma explained softly. Kuroo glanced at Bokuto, who simply shrugged.