ʕง•ᴥ•ʔง 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 * kenma k. ╲ʕ·ᴥ· ╲ʔ ✔

THEY THINK WE'RE CUTE? ʕ •ₒ• ʔ

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a/n: VERY SLIGHT ANGST, nothing dramatic like a sad backstory or some shit.

y/n has never spoken without some sort of voice modification. the chat has never heard her real voice, and she planned for it to stay that way.

when her and kenma would stream in the same room there would be one on, both of their voices were effected but they both thought it was funny so never bothered to mess with it further.

"i'm calling, downer." kenma told chat, showing his camera his phone with her contact pulled up.

with his half awake brain he assumed she knew he was live, he also thanked himself for not putting her actual name as her contact.

she answered, her voice gruff telling her friend he'd just woken her up.

"sleep alright?" he asked, getting a groan.

"what do you want?" her voice was lighter than usual, less robotic and muffled.

kenma's face pinched, regret had immediately filled him as he realized she was without a voice modifier. she was now rambling in her tired half awake voice he'd grown used to, he was frozen as chat filled with all caps and screams.

"uhh, dick?" he started, he never liked confrontation. the one time he got in a fight with yamamoto left him social drained for weeks.

"what?" she asked.

"you know i'm live, right?" he asked, she went dead silent.

the whole reason she's faceless, doesn't show her voice, is to keep some bit of privacy. she knows how weird some 'fans' can get, how they treat online personalities as something less than human.

she doesn't want to be stalked, doesn't want people to make comments about her appearance.

she's a minor for fucks sake and yet people still sexualize her even those they don't know who she is.

kenma recognized her due to her physical discretion that she gave out willing, he made an assumption and was right which scared her slightly.

she's not even a third year yet, she'd be more willing to do a face or voice reveal once she graduates.

but that's all down the drain now.

she left the call, laying on her be in shock. he'd never just called out of the blue while streaming, usually late night calls were just between them and not blasted around the world to thousands of people.

looking at her notifications there was one saying he was live, but in her half awake mind she didn't think to check.

texts from kenma started to piled in, all apologies for not telling her sooner.

she didn't reply, instead she joined his call again and laughed it off. she said it didn't matter, that she'd probably end up slipping up one her own one of these days anyway.

kenma knew better, so he played along till he found a spot to end stream before he, once again, apologized.

"i'm sorry, y/n. it completely slipped my mind." be said, hands fiddling with his sweatshirts drawstrings.

"it's fine."

he sighed, "i know you don't actually think that." he said, "if you're mad please just say something."

it was silent, with the thousands of viewers gone, there wasn't a reason to pretend.

"i've told you before, about why i don't want to show my face and stuff." she started, "about how important it is to me to have some sort of privacy."

"i know, and i know i can't fix this either." he said, still waiting for her to implode like age usually did when angry.

"y/n and dickdown are different people, you know? when i'm streaming i'm over exaggerating and doing whatever i want.

"when i'm me, i actually have a little thing called empathy." she said, voice colder and much more awake than before.

"i'm not gonna yell at you, even though i want to. you've become my closest friend so it sucks to see you suddenly forget one of the most important things for me." with that she left, plugging her phone in and rolling over to hopefully go back to sleep.

kenma on the other hand, was sat silently thinking of what he'd done.

she was right, he completely disregarded her privacy and feelings for the simple reason of entertaining his chat.

he felt like shit.

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