DO NOT FORGET, kozume kenma

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Trigger warning: extreme violence, drugs. 

You took a long swig from the white energy drink can, Kenma did the same with his. It was almost six in the afternoon and you hadn't slept a wink, you'd been playing since three in the morning. You didn't even bother wanting to keep a conversation going, just the bare minimum to stay alive in the game. 

You wondered when your intimacy with Kenma reached this level. Normally, you just did things together to get laid at the end of the day, but not now. At the moment, you were just enjoying each other's presence, with no sexual purpose in it and that was one of the greatest proofs of intimacy for you, when even silence didn't bother you anymore, being so comfortable with a person that you didn't have to bother keeping some subject or something of the same type. 

—I need to smoke.- you said.

—Yeah, I think I need too. - Kenma paused the game, getting up and stretching, you did the same.

You left the room, he led you down the stairs. Kenma wore only red pajama pants and nothing else. You bit your bottom lip, chuckling at the thought. Took a deep breath and smacked him on the ass, letting out a loud laugh soon after. Kenma stopped walking, without turning to you. You saw him slowly turn around and look you up and down, until he made eye contact, he had a sulky face. You swallowed hard as he sighed, approaching you. 

—Full of jokes, uh?

—I didn't do nothing. - You rolled your eyes, giving an amused smile. 

Kenma clicked his tongue, shaking his head and laughing. You breathed a sigh of relief when he went back down the stairs normally, but looking back every few seconds to see if you wouldn't do anything. You went to the pool part and you lit your cigarette, Kenma said he forgot to get his, so he went back to get it.

You smoked and scrolled through the feed of any social network, your friends posted stories at some party and those who were in a couple, posted a photo with their respective pairs. You heard footsteps behind you, not bothering to turn around, already knowing it was Kenma. The popping sound and the burning in your ass made you jump and let out a painful groan. You looked at him in disbelief, seeing that he had a smile in his face.

—You know I like it, don't you? - You joked, Kenma laughed. 

—I know. 

His cell phone rang. Kenma spent all day ignoring calls and messages, but he took a deep breath when he read the name on the screen, probably because he couldn't ignore it. He pulled away and answered it, keeping a straight face at all times. You just heard him say he would be there in ten minutes.

— I'll need to go to work. 

—Take me. 

—No, not today. Wait for me here, I won't be late.

—Why? I swear I won't get in the way. 

—It won't be a pretty thing to see, you better not go. - He said seriously, you continued to stare at him with pleading eyes. 

—Kenma... - You approached him, wrapping your arms around his neck. He let out another long breath.

—Don't say I didn't warn you. - He indicated with his head for you to follow him, you smiled excitedly. - You can't make a noise, Y/N, just stay by my side and be quiet.

—Ok.

—Again, it won't be cool.

You had to confess that you felt a slight chill down your spine, but you ignored it, going after him. Kenma put on a blouse, took the car keys and went to the garage to get you and you waited at the entrance of the house, getting in when he parked in front of you. Kenma left the house quickly, he kept his serious expression the whole time, the only words he said were when he asked for a cigarette, you lit it at the same moment. You recognized the place, it was the same old building as the party you met him in. You took the same route that day, entered the small room and went to the elevator, Kenma pressed the button for the sixth floor and in a few minutes the elevator door opened, revealing a huge room.