Stuck on you // Kuroo x Kenma

Chapter 20

AUTHERS NOTE: I am so sorry for leaving this fanfic on such a hanger. I have been going through alot, and have not had any motivation to write. But I am hopefully gonna be able to continue! Here is a small chapter as an update <3

Kuroo was running through the halls, not caring if people were staring. He had to find Kenma, quickly. Shit, shit, shit!

"No running in the hall!" A teacher yelled after him.

"Sorry!" Kuroo yelled back, still running his way to the main exit. People were scattering as he was pushing his way forward. A faint whisper could be heard from the crowd as he was running through it. As he got outside, he stopped in his tracks, frantically looking around of any sign of Kenma. His heart beating faster than ever before, and he couldn't tell if it was because of the running, or from a sense of guilt after seeing Kenma's hurt face. There was no sign of Kenma anywhere. He must have run home, Kuroo thought before he started running again. The closer to Kenma's home he got, the shorter his breathing got. What was he supposed to say? He grabbed the doorhandle. 

Would he want to hear me out at all?

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Kenma was hiding underneath his bed covers. The tears were flowing down his cheeks, and his breathing was rapid and wouldn't calm down. It felt like he couldn't breathe. As if he was underwater, gasping for air. A faint sound of the door handle could be heard in the distance. It sounded like someone was trying to get inside the house, but Kenma had locked the door on his way in. 

Did Kuroo chase me home? He didn't want to see anyone. It felt like his heart had been ripped out of his chest and stepped on a million times. Kuroo, having a girlfriend? Ofc he had a girlfriend. He was popular, kind, and as of Kenma's recent discovery, good looking. Of course girls would line up to be his girlfriend. They were, and had always been, just friends. 

How stupid of me to think differently. The door handle stopped moving. Hopefully he had taken the hint. Kenma couldn't stand the thought of having to look at Kuroo right now. He could still say he was sick to get some more days to deal with it all. Come to terms with the fact that Kuroo would never be interested in dating him. That they would stay friends, and nothing more. 

God fucking damnit.