Destination: Permanent Vacation

20: Kenma(Sunday) + Kyoutani(Saturday)

(a/n) we say nothing about the accidental hiatus or how after the hiatus, Oikawa's storyline gets more evil (hint hint cough cough i project too much)

I wake up in my bed, feeling achy and bruised and with people standing around the bed. I look around and note who's there: Kuroo's pacing up and down; Bokuto's trying to calm him down; Akaashi's sitting at the end of the bed; Sugawara's sitting opposite him holding a tray of medicine; Daichi's trying to convince Sugawara that it's not necessary; Shoyo's panicking; Kageyama's calming him down and... Ennoshita is standing in a corner face palming. Same buddy, same.

"H-" I try out my voice and find it's too quiet. Let's try again. "Hi," Nobody notices me. "Hello?" Still nothing. Fine. I grab a cushion and yeet it across the room.

Slap.

It hits Kuroo square in the face and I have to really try not to laugh as it falls to the ground.

"Kenma!" He says my name and rushes across the room, practically jumping onto the bed. Luckily Sugawara stands up from the bed before the tray can be tipped over. "Are you okay, kitten?"

"Achy," I mumble through a half smile.

"Oh, poor thing," Suga says, scanning the tray. "What do you need? Paracetamol? Ibuprofen? Honey and lemon tea?"

"I'm... I'm good, thanks," I tell him.

"You sure?"

"Maybe a small bit of paracetamol,"

"As I suspected!"

I let Suga fawn over me for a couple of minutes, before he pulls poor Ennoshita over, as the only person in the house with a lick of medical training.

Everyone else just stands around the bed and I start to feel uncomfortable.

"Kuroo," I whisper, squeezing his hand.

"Huh? You okay, kitten?" He asks, leaning over.

"Too many people,"

"Ahh," He nods and looks around. "Who do you want to stay?"

"You, and Ennoshita, and Shoyo," Kuroo asks for everyone else to clear out and it's just my best friends and the doctor.

"Luckily, your leg is fine, but you should probably try and stay in bed for a couple of days because the bruising might be quite painful," Ennoshita tells me after examining my leg for a couple of minutes. "Nothing's broken, which is lucky, but I would recommend not putting any weight on it, just in case,"

"You'll be okay, Kenma!" Shoyo tries to encourage me with a big smile. "I'll stay with you all the time!"

"Apart from when you're at practice," I remind him.

"Oh yeah," Shoyo totally forgot about practice.

Ennoshita leaves and Shoyo looks like he's questioning whether to cuddle up to me or not. Kuroo beats him to it, sitting up next to me with an arm along the pillows, the perfect position for me to shuffle over slightly and curl into his side. Kuroo raises a hand and strokes it through my hair, knowing how it calms me, and presses a soft kiss against my head.

"Kenma, do you want me to stay?" Shoyo asks. I shake my head, feeling bad, but Shoyo doesn't seem to mind, leaving the room and yelling for Kageyama as the door shuts behind him.

"I'll look after you, Kitten," Kuroo whispers.

"I know," I respond.

"Big Hero 6?" I turn to look up at my best friend with big eyes. "Got it," He gets out of the bed and pulls out my box from under the bed, retrieving my Baymax teddy. "This what you wanted, right?" I nod excitedly and make grabby hands towards the teddy as Kuroo gets back into bed. He gives the teddy to me and I curl back up into his side, the teddy tightly held in my arms.

"Baymax," I mumble.

"That's right, Kitten, it is Baymax. Do you want me to call someone to bring us some snacks?" I shake my head. "Okay, then, film time,"

_-_

Kyoutani's PoV

Pink. Fucking pink.

Of all the colours, pink.

WHY

So they could force me to sit there awkwardly tied up in rope that Daichi and Sugawara have used for God knows what whilst a hot boy kneels next to me and lifts the dye?

This isn't fair.

But I guess I have to sit here if I want the pink gone.

"Hey, could you stand up really carefully for me so we can wash this out over my bathtub?" Terushima asks.

I do as he says, following him into the bathroom and kneeling by the tub so he can rinse the activated products from my hair.

"Great, now look up," I look up and see that he's holding a small mirror. My hair's blond again.

"Thank y-" I go to thank him but he shushes me, putting a finger to my lips.

"Bupbupbupbup, don't thank me just yet, I'm not done," We sit back on his bed as he fixes my stripes. "Okay, now you can thank me," I roll my eyes. "Come on, you've barely spoken to me the whole time, at least let me hear a thank you,"

"Thanks," I mutter, just loud enough that he can hear can me as we pull back from leaning over the bathtub.

"Why do you refuse to be courteous towards me?" Terushima asks me, "I've been nothing but nice to you and I fixed your dye job but you're so rude and arrogant! What is with you?"

"I don't know how to act around you," I admit to him. "I'm not nice to people like... ever and I don't like other people very much but for some reason I get happy near you and it scares me so it's easier to push you away but I have to do it more than the others,"

"Kyoutani, you're an idiot," I stare in shock and slight anger at Terushima as he laughs, although there's no malice in his tone. "Do I make your cheeks heat up?" He asks, stepping closer to me and having that exact effect. "Do I make your heart race?" Another step forward- I take one back. "Do your hands feel sweaty?" Step forward, step back. "Do you feel short of breath?" Step forward, step back- my back hits the door. "Am I right?"

"I- N-No!" I protest, although both of us know I'm lying. 

"So that's a yes then?" I glare at Terushima.

"What's your diagnosis for me?" I ask, confused as to how he knew all that stuff. He opens his mouth to talk and it suddenly clicks in my brain.

"You think I'm hot,"

"And if I do?" I ask with a smirk, trying to fake some confidence.

"I think you're hot too,"

I'm suddenly all too aware of how close we are, pressed together up against a bathroom wall, faces barely an inch or two apart. I look up and he looks down and then my eyes are shut and his lips are on mine.

We press together and deepen the kiss, my fingers gripping into his hair as his hands fall on my waist. I've never done anything like this before so I begrudgingly let Teru take the lead, resigning myself to doing what he seems to want me to. His tongue presses into my mouth and I taste the metallic tang of his piercing briefly before he has to pull away for air.

"Aww, look at you," Teru says between breaths.

"Still bent on teasing me?" I ask.

"Only when you're looking at me like that," I'm so out of it that I barely even register the phone in his hand until it makes a click sound several times. "Look," He turns the phone around and I see myself looking up at the camera with dark puppy eyes, my tongue hanging out slightly as I catch my breath, fierce red blush staining my cheeks. "If you ever need or want anything, just come to me, okay?" I just nod dumbly as Teru opens the door. "See ya, Mad Dog,"

What the fuck was that?