Nekoma University [Volleyball Vs Art Club], Kenma Kozume x reader fanfic (+18)

Chapter 7: A Sweet Re-compensation.

"Mornin' dad," I yawned as I walked down the stairs and bumped into him while heading to the kitchen. "Good morning, sweetheart. Do you feel better already?" He asked as he was packing his bag to go to his friend's bakery for his job try-out.

"Much better." I grinned as I opened the fridge and grabbed some leftovers from yesterday.
"I think we overdid ourselves with the sweets," he chuckled, as he saw me holding a plate full of them.

"Don't worry, I'll take some to school for lunch and share them with my friends," I replied as I opened a bento and placed some of the mini apple cinnamon puffs into it, "I'm sure they devour them in a second." I laughed, thinking about Suki-chan being an extremely sweet tooth.

"So, is everything okay? Because I'm leaving now so I'm not too late." He spoke as he struggled with his tie. "Yeah, just wait for a second," I replied as I walked to my dad, trying to fix the crooked tie. "Much better!"

After I said goodbye to my dad and he left the house, I took some time for myself and it was heaven. I was never an early bird, but today I woke up to say my dad goodbye, so I made the best of it.

Breakfast really killed me as there was so much choice of all the cakes and pastries we made yesterday. I took a piece of cheesecake, sliced it open, and smeared it with strawberry jam before I put both pieces back on each other.

"God so good," I mumbled to myself as I poured myself some orange juice. When my breakfast was over, I quickly cleaned up the kitchen and washed the dishes before I headed upstairs to get ready.

After a quick cold shower and a new uniform, it felt like I was a totally new person mood-wise and I hoped nothing would ruin it today. As I walked downstairs I took my bag and keys and headed to the door.

In the middle of the way to school, I got surprised by Suki-chan who covered my eyes with her hands. "Hey y/n, why did you skip yesterday?" She asked with a curious expression.

"Oh, nothing special. I didn't feel okay and thought it would be better if I went home early." I lied as I tried to push away the negative thoughts of yesterday. "Oh, I see... Never do that again without telling me, I was worried about you !"

I hummed, as a little grin appeared on my face. " Oh come on I'm sure bedhead was there to comfort you,' I winked to her as the girl was pouting.

"Shut up!" She laughed as she playfully bumped into me, "Oh, by the way, are you having any plans tomorrow," The chuckling black-haired girl asked.

"Not really why for?" I answered as she paused in front of the school gate.
"Well, I was planning to go to the mall after school and get some new clothing for this weekend, wanna go with me ??" she asked with a face full of hope.

"Yeah, sure! I'm definitely in need of some new clothing I guess since I haven't been out for a while," I confessed as I reminded myself it's been a while since my mom got sick with cancer.

"Oh and maybe we can make plans to have a sleepover at mine on Friday before we go to the party on Saturday?" She rambled on full of energy not listening to what I was saying.

"It's all fine Suki, don't worry about it." I chuckled as I opened the door to class and the first thing I saw was Kozume looking at me uncomfortable from behind his long bangs. 

"Urgh, just ignore it, and let's make this a positive day!"

Most of the morning classes went by smoothly if it wasn't for the last 4hours. A dreadful feeling was taking over my stomach, knowing I needed to work with Kenma again. As I entered the class after my lunch, I grabbed my bag and sat next to kozume.

I wasn't planning to say anything until someone disturbed our silence. My eyes widened at the realization that it came from the desk next to me.

"Uhm hello," the pudding head spoke in a soft kind of awkward voice.
"Hi," I answered short, still recovering from the miracle of Kenma talking first.

When I turned my eyes back to my papers he scraped his throat as he tried to catch my attention.

"You know, uhm..." a couple of seconds of silence filled the air around us, "You know yesterday I... Eh... I'm sorry about that." For a minute I felt my face heat up because this was the last thing I ever could imagine myself.

"It's fine, don't worry," I replied with my eyes still on my notes.
"Are you sure?" he asked for confirmation.

I turned my head as I threw him a gentle smile and nodded.

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"Okay, I'm glad," I replied as I turned back to my papers trying to hide my heated face.
Why was I so bad talking with people I asked myself as I continued working on our project.

Like this wasn't that bad right? She was actually very gentle or did she just fake it?
Anxiety was getting the best of me as I was grinding my brain over every little detail of our short conversation.