lovers - k.kenma

the talk.

tw: alcohol , ed , bullying

i open the fridge and see my favorite beer. "ahh~ i missed you so much!!" i say exicted and grab three bottles. i jokingly kiss it and close the fridge. i walk up the stairs and go to my room.

honestly i could act like i don't care about what people say but it really affects me. just when i was 11 i used to get bully for my weight. i was a fucking kid. and that's how my eating disorder started. i stopped eating for hours which turned into days. until finally my mom took me to a doctor and i got help. yeah i got the body i wanted to which made me kinda still struggle but it's not as bad now. i'm better. fuck all those people that bullied me because i'm hotter now. the bullying got so bad i once came home with bruises.

i start crying. remembering memories has to be the worse. this is why i shouldn't be left alone because i tend to make decisions emotionally. but i try my hardest not to now. i open the bottle of beer and drink half of it. then quickly finish it. oh yeah, this is better. i open another and start drinking. i turn on some music on my speaker and lay on my bed. i finish drinking the bottle. wow these things finish fast. everything just seems to feel right. i open another and start drinking and dancing around my room until—

*ring bell sounds*

what the fu—. how could i forget? i quickly turn down the music and finish drinking the bottle and throw the bottles in trash. shit. i try to come downstairs quick but i feel like the stairs are moving. i can't handle alcohol that's the thing— i get tipsy very quickly. i hate it. i almost trip down one of the steps but make it to the door. i open the door. "kenmaaa~" i say and hug him.

"y/n what the fuck are you wearing—" he says. and i look at my outfit. fuck. i had completely forgotten. i look at my tank top that barely covers my chest and my short pj pants. i try to cover up with my hands but it's no use. i turn red.

"u-uh— i kinda forgot you were coming and-" i say but i start looking at double kenmas. woah trippy. "— and i forgot you were coming. anyways come in! come in" i say while holding the door.

"y/n how many times have i told you to stop fucking drinking?" he says while going inside. i mean it's true he's always telling me but he just doesn't understand.

"relaxxx kenmaaa~" i say while going up to my room.

"parents home?" he asks in a serious tone.

"pfft no" i say while trying to keep my balance

"of course i'm stuck with taking care of you as always" he says while following me to my room.

"come in kenmaaa~" i say while i lay in bed.

kenma.

i go in slowly. nothing good comes out of her when she's like this.

"let me turn some music on—" she says but almost trips on her own foot.

"how about we talk about why you wanted me to come?" i say trying to make her keep her balance.

"oh righttt!" she says and throws her head back "kenma so about the party, i was thinking like me and you," she says this as she starts talking with her hands, "could go to kuroos party and chill there, like yeah you knowww" she then looks at me.

"uhhh-" i stop and think for a while. kuroos party is tommorow so i need to make my choice now. should i? but what if y/n gets tipsy like this at the party and i'm not there? this girl has me overthinking bruh. "i guess" i respond back.

"oh my god kenma, i love youuuu~" she says and throws herself onto me. she's too drunk.

"totally" i say back. i look at her and think how me and her get along so well.