𝒇𝒂𝒗𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒐𝒏 | kozume kenma x fem reader [rewriting]

chapter nine

"𝗬𝗼, 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁𝘀 𝗽𝗶𝘇𝘇𝗮?" Y/N peeked around the kitchen corner, holding a bag of shredded mozzarella cheese like she was about to start some sort of magical food ritual. "I'm making one for myself, but if y'all want, I can make it."

The boys all turned in unison, like a synchronized team of hungry hawks, grinning like they hadn't eaten in weeks.

"Y/N-chan, pleaseee," Bokuto begged, putting on his best puppy eyes that looked more like an over-excited golden retriever on a sugar high.

"Seriously, this is why people love you," Kuroo chimed in with a smirk, leaning back like he was about to take a nap on the couch. Keiji rolled his eyes but couldn't hide the tiny smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.

Kenma, who was half-invested in the conversation and half-invested in his phone, barely glanced up. "Want some help?" he asked, sounding like he couldn't be bothered but also like he low-key wanted to be involved.

Y/N waved him off with a grin. "Nah, no need. I'll bring the pizza to you. But thanks for offering, Kenma." She showed him a little heart gesture and disappeared into the kitchen with a little wave.

Back in the kitchen, Y/N was living her best life, flour on her hands and a serious look on her face. Cooking wasn't just a hobby—it was her therapy. She loved experimenting with different toppings and flavors like a mad scientist. Who needed science class when you could be making this level of masterpiece? She was about to change the world with mozzarella, sauce, and whatever other ingredients she had on hand.

Meanwhile, the boys were sprawled out in the living room, talking about random nonsense. Keiji was lounging like a king on the couch with one leg bent up, while Kenma sat next to him with his legs crossed like he was meditating on the meaning of life. Bokuto and Kuroo were basically fighting for who could take up more space on the other couch, throwing elbows and bad jokes in equal measure.

"I'm gonna go grab something to drink," Kenma said, standing up like he was preparing for a difficult task.

"Oh shoot, I forgot to grab them," Keiji clicked his tongue.

"Nah, don't worry about it," Kenma shrugged, already halfway to the kitchen. "I'll get it."

He peeked around the corner, and for a second, Y/N didn't notice him standing there. She pulled a pizza out of the oven, and as she turned around, her eyes went wide.

"Oh my GOD, you scared me!" she exclaimed, her hand on her chest like she'd just seen a ghost.

He chuckled, scratching the back of his head like he was caught in the act. "Sorry."

He grabbed a carton of orange juice from the counter, and Y/N, still recovering from the shock, opened the top cabinet and grabbed four glasses like it was a well-rehearsed dance move.

"Thanks," Kenma said, flashing a tiny smile as he took the glasses from her. "The pizza smells so good, tho," he added, taking a deep breath like he was inhaling the sweet scent of victory.

Y/N grinned proudly. "Right? I wonder how the dough turned out."

"It'll be good. I know it."

A few minutes later, Y/N emerged with two pizzas in hand, looking like a delivery queen. "Alright, pizza delivery time!" She dropped the first two on the table with a flourish like she was setting down rare treasures.

She disappeared for a second and returned with the third pizza. "And here's the third one! The special guest of honor."

"Thanks, Y/N," Keiji said calmly as he grabbed a slice, his voice smooth like he was reading a poetry book out loud. Kenma, being Kenma, shuffled to the side and did this little hand gesture to signal Y/N to sit next to him.

She smiled and flopped next to him, settling in comfortably.

The pizzas were gone in seconds, like a hungry mob had descended on the table. Kuroo and Bokuto, predictably, ate the most, probably considering the pizza to be a personal challenge.

"You're an amazing cook, Y/N," Kenma said after finishing his last slice, licking his fingers like it was some kind of ritual.

"Agreed!" Bokuto shouted loudly, his grin so wide it looked like it could fit an entire pizza in his mouth.

"Oh, thank you," Y/N laughed, leaning back in her seat with a satisfied smile. "Just doing my thing."

The rest of the evening was a blur of laughter, random convos, and a few board games that got way too competitive. Everyone was too busy having fun to even think about their phones. Well, except Kuroo, who couldn't resist taking a sneaky photo of Kenma and Y/N cracking up over some random joke.

He snapped the picture with a smirk, thinking, 'These two are too cute. No one’s gonna believe this.'

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𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐎𝐑𝐃

'HEY BITCHES AND BROS AND NON-BINARY HOES'
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churrokuroo

no cause SHIP IT???

yourgirlyachi
OMFGGG

sugar
THATS SO CUTE

shoyooouou

THREE TIMES YES

churrokuro
ok im deleting that rn!!!