𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝒈𝒐𝒐𝒅𝒃𝒚𝒆 [Kenma x Reader]

𝑫𝒊𝒕𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒍 ⌫

⋆ Tamara and Demon (this is all I was able to find)

☾*✲⋆.
I get to school. The makeup on my face is a failed attempt of trying to hide my hangover. Kenma isn't much of a drinker, so I ended up by drinking most of the wine.

Kenma had left early in the morning, before I woke up.

There's no sign of him as class starts. I decide to check my phone for a text from him.

Still nothing. I start feeling a bit worried and anxious so I hesitatingly text him. "Hey, is everything alright? You're worrying me."
Sent.

I now turn my focus back to the class and make up my mind to only worry during the break. If something is wrong he couldn't possibly text back so fast and if he is alright he would've said something about skipping.

As I get lost on my thoughts, the screen of my phone lights up, warning me there's a new message.

"Don't worry too much darling, I'm alright."
I read the message from him on my screen.

I let out a sigh of relief.

"Why are skipping? that's bad for your future"

"I just don't give a fuck today. How about you come join me?"

If it'll make him happy, sure let's go.
"Miss" I call. "May I be excused for the bathroom?"

The teacher nods at my question and I grab my things and leave, not to return.

I take the bus to his house since it's relatively far from school. While I'm there I text him "omw"

Once in front of his house, I ring the doorbell.

The door instantly opens and I go up. His apartment door is already opened, so I make my way towards his bedroom.

I find him laying in his bed underneath a blanket eating junk food. There are two remotes on top of the blanket and he grabs one of them, extending it towards me in an inviting way.

"Wanna be my player 2?"

I smile at him and grab the remote as I put myself underneath the blanket, next to him.
I remove the Vivienne Westwood necklace the girl left in my apartment and set it on his nightstand.

♥⌫

We game for long time and I decide to check my phone. Maybe someone texted me.

I wasn't too surprised to see the notification centre empty. So I looked at the time and it was almost lunchtime.

"Hey, Kenma, what are we having for lunch?"

"I tend to forget lunch, so I don't know. I'm not really hungry yet and I only remember I need food when I feel hungry." He says with embarrassment.

"How about I make you something?"

"How about I help you out?"

I nod and make my way towards the kitchen.

After I got in, I search all the cabinets and the fridge. I want to know what I can work with.

He watches me confused. He sees me taking out a few stuff here and there and setting them on the counter.

As I start cutting some shit, he comes close to me and hugs me from behind. His hands wonder around my torso and his eyes are analysing my careless movements.

His hands make their way around mine, he now has control over the tomato and the knife.

"You're too aggressive. You should be more delicate with the tomato." He whispers in my ears. "Like this; soft yet confident." He demonstrates.

I never really cared how to cut decently before. I did it how I did everything. The clueless way.
The first thing he teaches me: cutting veggies.

Easy, simple and useful. Something to remember for a long time. Something that will always bring me back to this moment.

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