𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 '𝐧 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐫 ! ! ─ 𝙠𝙤𝙯𝙪𝙢𝙚 ⋆ 𝙠

✦・14

— "he hit you pretty good didn't he?"

The amber eyed boy looked down as the two of you sat on the curb in the dim light that omitted from the Burger King open well into the night. He sat with his knees to his chest as you strung beads onto a thread without a care.

Keeping your hands busy. Keeping your mind busy.

"It hurts" he mumbles in response

"Let me see?"

"No" he scoots back when you reach for the ice pack in his hand. His face is all kinds of red, a purple-ish hue blossoming beneath his eye.

It's a miracle the guy didn't hit any higher cause a phone to the eye sounded a whole lot less favorable than a phone to the face.

"If someone's ever bothering you—call me alright?"

"I can handle things on my own"

"Clearly" you were naturally overprotective. You knew what it was like to have to look after yourself without any help and you can quite clearly remember how un-glamours it was.

"Look I'm not trying to get all up In your business but if anyone has a problem with you, then they've got a problem with me" you inspect your decorated nails leisurely, sliding yet another bead onto the ongoing piece.

"People like him piss me off" he leans into the ice pack "what's so hard about leaving someone alone?"

"Some people don't know personal space"

"Well he's gonna have to learn unless he wants to swallow his own teeth" he draws his tie away from his neck, holding out the ice pack for you to pluck yet another one out of the bag to eat.

"Seriously why are you even eating those" he side eyes you

"I'm on fire, Kozume, I've gotta take what I can get" and it wasn't like the ice was dirty or anything so it was all good.

"Why does it feel like everyday you're taking me out?" He asks even though Burger King isn't necessarily a place you'd consider a nice spot.
Scratch that.
It's a perfect spot.

"Cause it is everyday" you confirm with a smirk

"Why?"

"I like spoiling the people I care about" you turn to him "and you just so happened to be one of them"

"You say that to your hoes too?"

"I sure do"

"What do you think of me?" is the question Kenma decided to ask. Was this like one of those 'what am I to you?' Questions? Fuck. You've seen this in a show before. It didn't have a very happy ending.

"quiet, fruity..uh but your kinda cute y'know" that was a huge understatement "What do you think of me?" You ask in return

"You're kinda cute too I guess.." he can't look you in the eyes when he responds, having to redirect his eyes towards his phone for help.

"Cute? Boy I'd fuck you till you cry" you chuckle like it were a challenge

"Really?" You catch a glimpse of something oddly excited about what was supposed to be a threat