KENMA
"WHAT TOOK YOU so long?" Lev looked back at me. They are walking ahead of me, while I'm here, stuck.
"Is there something wrong with your bag?" Kuroo was about to take it away from me but I immediately closed it and shook my head.
"I-it's nothing," I said. "Let's go,"
"It's surprising that you're not playing your PS5 today," Kuroo said.
I shrugged my shoulders before lying, "My eyes hurts plus my vision is spinning, I drunk quite a lot earlier,"
"Louisa, that girl with my older sister earlier, she's really annoying, right?" Lev said. "We went home early because she ruined Alisa's mood,"
"The next time we'll drink, don't invite her," my other friend said. "I'm not insulting her, but her attitude is not that nice. Don't you agree?"
"Why are you asking me?" I said. "Do you know Y/N's social accounts?" Silence filled the atmosphere.
"Are you still interested in her?!" Lev asked, out loud. "Well, who wouldn't be? She's my type since we were in high school,"
"Y/N as in Y/N Nekomata? Coach's granddaughter?" I nod to Kuroo. "Your crush when we were highschool? You had a crush on her right? She made your highschool life wonderful,"
"You still like her? Damn," my silver-haired friend does not seem to believe it.
I really liked Y/N before, but when she started dating other dudes, I gave up on her without confessing my feelings and focus on my gaming career. I only asked for her social media accounts because I never followed, nor stalked her. I'm asking it now because we switched bags, and fuck. Y/N has some strange stuffs.
"She's my type but I don't like her anymore," I made it clear. "There's something we need to talk about," before they could even ask more about it, we reached our apartments. "Bye,"
"Yeah, good night!"
I entered my apartment. I opened the bag— Y/N's bag to be more specific. This time, I take a look at it. I slowly bring her stuffs out. I said earlier that it's strange, it really is. There's blindfold, collar, whips and handcuffs. I put it in the bag again before opening my phone and start searching what these are for.
HOURS OF SEARCHING, my eyes are already aching. Fuck, too much gadget exposure. After my so-called research, I found out that these things— Y/N's things are used in BDSM, that's the reason why I took long. Does this mean that Y/N is into BDSM?
"What are you looking so close at your phone?" I immediately closed my phone when I felt Kuroo's presence behind me. "Why did you turn it off? I haven't read it yet,"
"How the hell did you get in here?!" I asked. "What do you need?"
"I was just going to ask for the volleyball, I'm going to play outside, with Lev, wanna join?" He asked.
"The volleyball's under my bed, and I'm not going, I still have things to do," I answered.
"By the things you do, do you mean stalking Y/N?" He smirked. "Damn Kenma, I thought you already moved on? Is your crushing Y/N phase coming back?"
"Shut up," I pushed him away. "Good luck with your game, don't ever come back, bye," I slam the door when he finally left my apartment. I came back to my room, gain courage, before finally messaging Y/N.
Y/N
"WHAT SHOULD I do, Alisa? Kenma and I switched bags, there's a high, a very high possibility that he has saw what's inside it, fuck, I think I'm going crazy," I can't stop walking back and front while talking with my friend over the phone. This is stressing me out.
[Chill, if he knows it, he won't tell his friends, he's a private man you know,] she said.
"Chill? You're seriously telling that?" I rolled my eyes. How am I supposed to do that?! "This is all your fault,"
[Why are you blaming me?!]
"If you did not invite me to that party, this won't happen," I bit my nails. "Now that he knows my secret, I'm fuck. I'm doomed. What he'll think of me? I'm weird? Pervert? Or worst, whore?"
[Why would he think of that? Stop overthinking Y/N, just message him, meet with him, and clear some things,] she advised. [Oh.. I'm going, good luck with this, bye!]
Before I can say anything, she ended the call. Why is she my friend again? Damn, I'm stressed here yet she said that I should chill? This world is not that open minded when it comes to BDSM, well, that's what I think. Who knows? Because of this, the way that Kenma sees me might change, he might think that I'm some kind of pervert.
My deep thoughts stopped when my phone beeped. It's a message request. I took a deep breath before opening it.
kodzuken: kenma here, we accidentally switched bags, wanna return it this afternoon?
"What the actual fuck," I accepted it before replying.
y/n: hey..
where do you want to meet?
kodzuken: you choose
y/n: how about the cafe near the club?
kodzuken: sounds good
btw
is my ps5 doing fine?
y/n: think so, dw, i did not stole anything from your bag
kodzuken: same here
I did not replied after that. Damn, I'm so nervous over small things, I can't really call this small thing, but Y/N calm down, there's nothing to worry about. Like what Alisa said, Kenma is a collected man.
Well.. I hope he really is.
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