19: Kenma + Oikawa - Sunday

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"Ken," I groan and push out at the person. "Kenma," I push them again, bringing my arms back to hide my face. "Come on, Kenma, you need to wake up,"

"Nu," I push again, harder this time and I hear a thud. Uh oh.

"Kenma," I'm in trouble. I open my eyes and look up at Kuroo. .

"Hi?" I say.

"Kitten," Kuroo says in a warning tone.

I blink at him.

"You've been very naughty, Kitten," Oops. "So I have to punish you," Kuroo's hands graze my sides, eliciting giggles and laughter.

"S-Stop!" I protest, giggling.

"Oi!" We stop and I shuffle away from Kuroo so he doesn't try to tickle me again. Not that that would stop him and his long arms. "Kuroo, stop tormenting Kenma,"

"He shoved me!" Kuroo protests. I hear a sigh and Suga bobs down so we can see him through the blanket fort entrance.

"Kenma, why did you shove Kuroo?"

"He was disturbing my nap," I answer.

"Well, I asked him to," Suga says. Kuroo crawls out of the blanket fort and Suga takes his place, pulling me into his lap. "It's lunch time and you need to eat," I make a face. "Come on, what do you want?"

"Nothing,"

The door clicks and I hear footsteps leaving and footsteps entering.

"Kenma?" I look up. Shoyo. "What's wrong?"

"I'm fine, Shoyo," I tell him.

"Kenma's refusing to eat," Suga corrects. Mean.

"Would you eat with me?" Shoyo asks. I hesitate but nod. He holds out a hand and pulls me up and out of the blanket fort. "Osamu-san made Onigiri!" I let Shoyo tug me through the house towards the dining room.

As soon as we walk into the room, everyone looks at us and I take a step back, yelping when I back into someone.

"Hey, hey, calm down, Kitten, it's just me," I relax and let Kuroo rest his hands on my shoulders.

"Scuse," Someone says, pushing past Kuroo and I. The force makes me lose my balance and fall. Great, now I'm on the floor and people are laughing.

I pull myself to my feet, see several pairs of eyes looking at me and feel my fight or flight reflexes kick in.

I choose flight.

I turn around and bolt out of the room, ignoring the black splotches in my vision and the fatigue I feel as I take steps. I make it halfway up the stairs because my vision is almost entirely gone and I can't see how dizzy I am. Come on, Kenma. Just a few more steps to go and then you can go and hide in your bed. I spin around, trying to guess at my directions, before I take a step. I lift my foot and put it down but my ankle doesn't feel right. I take another step and my foot misses the step completely, pulling me down.

As I crash into the staircase, I give up on trying to stay awake and let the steps and consciousness slip away from me.

"Kenma!"

_-_

Pov: Oikawa

I couldn't just sit there in bed and wait for Iwa-chan to wait on me hand and foot. I mean, yeah, I'd love that. But I don't want to be sitting there waiting on my own for ages.

So I get out of bed.

I mean, how hard can it be?

To be honest, I have never done this before (either way) so I have no idea how my body is going to take it. Oh, yeah, and I'm still a bit jet-lagged.

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