Wet dreams

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⚠️ smutt ⚠️

Kuroo ended up spending the night with them. The movie went into video games. Kenma frowned when he went live and didn't see his favorite follower watching him. Rosterhead69 was MIA. He wasn't sure how he felt about that. The guy had been watching his live streams since the very first one. The sun was coming up, when Kuroo shut the game off.

"Hey!" Shoyo cried.

"Don't worry I made sure it saved first. I'll get us some breakfast than you two need to get some sleep." He commanded. Kuroo had to wake them just to eat as they fell asleep on the pillows they were sitting on playing the game.

Kuroo ate with them, got them both into bed and cleaned up the dishes and other mess before leaving. He was tired, but he couldn't get the thought out of his head. Hinata had asked if Kenma had a crush on anyone. The little pint sized boss hadn't answered. Kuroo gripped the material over his heart. It hurt to think he might like someone. What would Kuroo do if Kenma started dating some guy?

He walked to the bus stop with his head in turmoil. He needed a distraction but he was too tired to think of one. Sluggishly he marched off of the bus at his stop. He still had half a mile to walk to get to Bokuto's place. He couldn't think of it as their place yet. It was a small studio apartment. The two of them were discussing renting a bigger place. In fact, next weekend they were going out to see if they could find something. Kuroo had found several listing closer to work. Closer to Kenma. He shook his head trying to rid his brain of thoughts like that.

He unlocked the front door. The place was just as eerie as he left it. To be truthful, Kuroo preferred Kenma and Shoyo's place over this. Bokuto was a bigger slob than the two of them put together. The tall lanky man walked into the clean orderly apartment. He knew Bo wasn't here yet.

He flopped down on the couch after locking the door. Tired as he was he couldn't get to sleep. He pulled out his phone to watch some videos for a bit. That's when he saw the notification that kittytee99 had been live streaming. Kuroo smirked and hit the video.

He watched as Kenma's face was framed on the screen of his phone. "Got some friends playing with me tonight!" He called out. Kuroo had still been in high school when he found the kids streaming platform by accident. He was looking up cheats to a new game that had come out a few weeks prior. He saw this kitty tee was live streaming the game Kuroo was desperate to beat.

The boys face was cute as hell. He followed him immediately. The story he told about his setter in high school had been a slight lie. Although he did have a setter who was now married and had a few kids, Kuroo hadn't had a crush on him. This face, this tiny pint sized bundle of nervous shyness, had been the one that made him question his sexuality.

Seeing Kenma live stream, Kuroo had stalked the player. He found out all he could about him, which wasn't much. The kid was good at keeping his online persona separate from his real life one. It wasn't until Bokuto started working for the kid that Kuroo figured out who he was. Kuroo begged Bo to let him stay here and put in a word for him with the guy. Bo had laughed and agreed in his typical Bokuto fashion.

Now, Kuroo knew he had it bad for his boss. Try as he might, he had been falling in love with the guy since he was a teen. Kuroo reached down to rub at the bulge in his pants. Spending the night at Kenma's place, seeing him in only an over large tee shirt, now watching how he flicked his eyes to Kuroo every so often in the game, was really cute. It was turning him on. Maybe he was weird.

Kuroo had learned a while ago that when he couldn't sleep right away, masturbating had helped tire him out. He had playboy magazines, Bo had play girl magazines, great for his bisexual ass! Kuroo chuckled when he had discovered them while cleaning one day. But they didn't work as well as watching this little kitten looking like a hot little mess.

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