When He Moves (KenHina Angst)

Chapter 4

~Kuroo's POV~

Kenma climbed into the shower before me, looking a little shy. I gave him a minute to get situated before I climbed in. When I got in, he was standing under the water, getting his hair wet. I couldn't help my wandering eyes from looking down. I shook my head and looked away from him, making sure to make it obvious I was trying not to make him uncomfortable. 

He handed me the shampoo and conditioner and stepped out from the water. I switched him spots as he stared to wash his hair. My hair immediately covered my eyes and went flat under the water. I put some soap in my hair and started to massage it into my scalp. We switched places again so that he could wash the soap out of his hair and so that I could clean myself right. I couldn't help but glance at him every once in a while. He met my eyes and smiled at me shyly. I smiled back, thinking of how I wished that I could do something. Before I could think clearly, I placed my hand on his neck and kissed him, wrapping my other arm around his waist. His body was pressed against me and he was still for a minute. I could feel him get angry at first but then he melted, wrapping his arms around my neck, getting on his tiptoes. I pressed my tongue against his lips, asking for permission. He granted me permission to enter and I slipped my tongue into his mouth, claiming him as my own and exploring him mouth. 

"K-kuro..."  he muttered breathlessly into the kiss. 

I pulled away and looked at him. A string of out saliva mixed hung between our mouths. I licked the saliva from his mouth and smirked. "Yes, kitten?" I asked, my voice husky. I couldn't control the thoughts running through my head, images of him laying in my bed naked flooded through my mind. 

"I know we've done it before but..." he muttered. He looked up at me, his face red. "I don't wanna do it again just yet... Im sorry..." 

I smiled at him. "There's no reason for you to be sorry," I stated like it was obvious. "If you don't want to yet, I'm not gonna force you. Just take your time kitten." 

He smiled and kissed my chest. He turned and started to wash his body. 

When we were all done showering, I changed into my clothes that were left from my depressed stage. I looked at myself in the mirror. "I can't believe," I said, laughing. "You kept these clothes." 

"Well," He said, pulling his pants on. I looked at him, raising one eyebrow. "I thought they were pretty sexy so I kept them." He smiled.

I laughed. "Let me guess," I said. "You wore them but only at home?" 

He nodded. "Also, during my streams. Didn't you notice?" He questioned me. 

I shook my head. "No, sorry, Kozu." 

He laughed. "It's all good, Testu." He pulled his shirt over his head. It was a black long sleeved shirt with a skeleton holding the middle finger up to a Grey.

I noticed his shirt was one of my old ones as I was tying my shoes.  "That was one of my favorite shirts," I stated, not really caring. It looked good on him, hanging baggily over his body. The pants that he wore were black with a bunch of holes scattered all the way up mid thigh. They were tight on him so I knew he bought and cut them himself. 

He put his shoes on and started to walk out of the bedroom. I followed him out, right behind him. We walked down the hall and into the kitchenette. I sighed, muttering under my breath, "I need to get a new job..." 

He looked at me. "What do you mean 'new'," He asked. "What about the one you have now?"

I averted my eyes. "Well..."  I fidgeted with the milk lid. 

"You did not." he turned and stalked towards me. 

I rubbed the back of my neck nervously, leaning away and looking out the corner of my eye and the floor. 

"Oh my fucking god!" He muttered but it grew into a shout. "I helped you get that job! Do you know how much time I had to sacrifice for you to get that fucking job?!" He was yelling by now, his face just a few inches from mine. He grabbed my collar with both hands and shook me. "What the hell?!" He basically had me pinned on the wall.

I put a hand on his chest, trying to calm him down. "I had to quit..." I muttered, meeting his eyes. He raised one eyebrow, letting go of my collar. I sighed. "They figured out who I was on the internet and started to post death threats."

He rolled his eyes. "Well, you could've just told me, dumbass." He said, glaring up at me. "But," He said. "We should start to head to school." 

We walked out of my house and got into his car. I buckled up and set up our streams. I looked over at him and sighed. "I'm sorry Kitten..." I didn't realize I had started the streams already. 

He smiled. "Its ok," He said, looking at me out of the corner of his eye. "You needed to quit anyway." He smirked. "You know it's filming, right?" 

"Oh shit!" I waved at the camera. "Heyo, guys!" I smiled big and bright for them. The chat flooded with people saying stupid shit. Kenma laughed. "Today is like that last full day stream so you know what to expect." I glared over at Kenma. "Shut up!" I said aggressively. He laughed even harder, starting to wheeze. I rolled my eyes. 

When we stopped at a traffic light, he looked at the chat. "Yes I'm driving again." He said. He was trying to reply to a lot of the comments in the chat as we waited for the light to change. I did the same.