My boy

"Kenma!" Kuroo yelled from kenma's front door. "Kuroo! Shush I think my mom's home!" Kenma shouted with a shakey voice. "I checked Ken, it's alright. You're safe." Kuroo went up the stairs into kenma's room. "How's it going my boy?" He asked. While kenma replied "Mom is still bad..but otherwise I'm fine." Kuroo slumped over beside him and slid onto his shoulder. "You know, you'll always be my boy kenma." Kenma started to tear up. "Hey what's wrong?" Kuroo got up and looked over at kenma, tears falling down his face. "I won't always be your boy.." he cried. "Ken, what are you talking about?" Kuroo softly touched kenma's cheek. "I don't think I can do this anymore kuroo.." kenma fell into kuroos lap. "Help me.." kuroo held him gently. "I know you can do this. My boy is the strongest person out there." He kissed his head. "I love you Ken." "I love you too."

They went to sleep.
"Kuroo..!" Kenma shook kuroo's sleeping body. He mumbled and sat up. "Kuroo, you need to go..moms home." He was shaking at this point. "I'm not leaving. I'm helping you." He replied. "Kuroo please!" He begged for him to go. "I don't want you to see this part.." kuroo had known that kenma's mom was physically and mentally abusive. "Kenma. I'm going to help you." Kuroo didn't listen to kenma's wish.
"Kami I'm home." His mother yelled. She walked into the room. "Who's this?" She had an angry expression on her face. "I'm his boyfriend." Kuroo told her. Kenma's heart stopped. "Excuse me. What?" She asked. "My daughter doesn't have a boyfriend." She yelled. "HE does have a boyfriend." Kuroo argued. Kenma stood infront of kuroo crying. "Mother please stop.." she hit him on his head. "Hey! Don't touch him!" Kuroo got up and put him on the bed behind them. "Don't touch him. I won't tell you again." He stood infront of kenma. His body towering over his mother's. "Don't tell me how to parent my daughter." She said trying to hit him. "You're not parenting him. You're hurting him. He's hurting! He wants to kill himself!" Kuroo was now tearing up. "Does it honestly look like a care?! You take her." She yet again screamed. "Maybe I will." He took kenma's hand and told him to get up. "We'll be leaving." They walked to kuroos house. They walked in and sat on the sofa. "Do you want anything?" Kuroo asked. "No im fine.."
Kuroo got up anyway and came back with cookies and bubble tea. He handed them to kenma. "Thanks babe." He replied. "No need need thank me."
Kenma eventually fell asleep in kuroo's lap. Kuroo was blushing and stroking his head softly. "I love you, my boy." He whispered.
Its been about a month since kenma moved in with kuroo. Everyday kenma got worse. He loved staying with kuroo but he couldn't help but feel worse about himself.
Kenma sat on his bed, razor in his hand. "Just one more." he told himself. The razor slid across his skin, slowly cutting deeply. He sucked in air through his teeth making a sort of gasping noise. "Fuck." He kept running the blade against his thighs and arms.
Kuroo walked in. "Ken..?"

END PART ONE