Haikyuu!! X reader One shots

Our perfect little world- kenma

Authors note: the original title for this was "escape from reality" but I'm making it into a one shot instead of a full story so I'm changing the vibe a bit, I think the new title is more fitting
The story vibe goal was for it to have the same feeling I get when I listen to the song 'Angela' by flower face
^-^ I hope you enjoy!
~OwlBee
P.s. this fic will use a nickname (N/n)  of course if you don't have one you can sub in your real name
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The world is a very dark place. No matter who you are or what you do, there's no way to escape that. Bad things happen to everyone... but that's okay. Because even with all the terrible things, you can still find something to make you happy. In your case, that was sleep. To be more specific, it was your dreams... I suppose dream is more accurate. It's been quite a long time since you've had any other.

The only problem was that you couldn't remember the dream, not until you were in it again. Every morning you'd wake up knowing that you had the dream again. but what was it? What have you been seeing all this time? That question had haunted you for so long. Every time you got into bed it was all you could think of.
'I hope this time I remember, whatever this dream is... it's important. I need to remember this time.'

With that thought, you slowly drifted off. And only a moment later, you were here. An endless field of soft grass. Beautiful flowers all around you. A sunset that would never turn to night. The sound of a far-away ocean through the quiet of your perfect little world. And just in the distance, a red and white checkered picnic blanket with a perfect view of the never ending sunset.

But the most important part of this dream? The one thing that comforted you the most... was a boy. His name was kenma kozume, he was around your age with dyed blonde hair and unmanaged black roots. He sat on the picnic blanket like always, waiting for you to arrive once again.
"Kenma, hey."
The boy turned to you with the sweetest smile. "Y/n, I've missed you."
"I've missed you too kenken."

You took your seat next to the boy, leaning your head on his shoulder. He took your hand in his. His hands were soft, and cold. "How have things been kenma?" You asked "they've been... rough. They said my condition is getting worse. I can hardly speak in the real world. But here I can... and here I have you, that helps a lot." His voice was as soft as always. He sounded sad and relieved at the same time. Though you were the same...

"how about you?" He asked "have you found a home yet?"
You gave the boy a sad laugh. "Nope, in and out of shitty foster homes like usual. Maybe things will get better... but I don't think so. But hey! At least we've got this, this is the only home I need."
The boy chuckled sadly, leaning his head onto yours. He had the scent of an old but never opened book, one that had been  perfectly preserved for ages. It was faint but when you were this close... it was there. The soft scent contrasting beautifully with that of the flowers surrounding you. This was the perfect moment, in a perfect world.

"Hey kenken?" Your voice cut through the sound of distant ocean waves.
"Yeah N/n?"
"Im sure I've asked you this plenty of times before... but have you been able to remember yet?" You asked
"remember what?" He inquired
"This place... when you're awake."
Kenma paused for a moment, when he spoke again he sounded a fraction more melancholic. "I haven't... I'm sorry."
"You don't have to apologize, it's not like it's your fault. I haven't remembered either... when I'm awake all I know is that this dream is important to me... that someone is important to me."

That broke kenmas heart a bit more than it already was. "Maybe one day we'll remember. But can you promise me something?" He asked with a grim yet almost hopeful tone.
"Of course."
"Promise me that if you do remember... you'll visit me in the hospital." A tear slid down your cheek. "I promise. That'll be the first thing I do."
"I love you Y/n."
"I love you too kenken."