𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 '𝐧 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐫 ! ! ─ 𝙠𝙤𝙯𝙪𝙢𝙚 ⋆ 𝙠

✦・17

smut.
(a/n: I've never wrote this typa stuff before so pls bear with me ya'll 🗿)

—The door open, slowly at first, two golden eyes staring back at you when you make your presence clear "What do you wa—" you cut him off

"I'm hungry" you hum "and very bored" you inform him innocently. The boy was wearing one of those black wife beaters, the sweats that left a little bit of room for his v-line to poke through.

"You're bored? At 3 in the morning?" He doesn't seem too convinced, stabilizing against the door frame as he rubs sleep off his face.

"Yup" you answer, no sugar coating needed.

"You're letting all the AC out, just..." his gaze is elsewhere for a moment before he closes his eyes, pinching the bridge of his nose just to finally finishes his sentence "come in" his sigh is heavy, let out into the empty house.

Groggily, he takes no notice to the way he just voluntarily holds onto your hand when you wobble trying to take your shoes off. It's like a routine at this point.

He yawns as you follow him through the dim hallway, and into the equally dark kitchen.

"Sit" he gestures to the table, the spot you usually claim instead of the very much available seats. He was just used to you doing that anyway, ignoring the obvious solutions in front of you.

"You weren't sleeping..were you?" You take the seat he offers, noticing the smoke clouding around him. He's been up for quite some time hasn't he?

"I couldn't" he answers bluntly, the dark settling around his shoulders, the only noise in the room being the sound of the AC working hard to blow away the heavy heat hanging in the room

"There's something on your mind?" You question softly, watched as he slumps in his chair beside you, dropping his forehead to the table for a moment. The dim glow of his phone lit up his face.

"Nope, just not sleepy" he denies quickly "you've got something on your mind though" no points lazily your way, the thumb he used to flick through his phone pausing when he did.

"How are you so sure?"

"I dunno, maybe cause it took me like what a few days to get you crawling back to me?" You suck in a sharp breath when he speaks bluntly, putting that thought out there for the audience of just you and him.

Is that why he thought you were here?

Ridiculous. Actually horrendous. You tended to speak in big words when you were in denial.

You weren't that desperate, you weren't desperate in the slightest!

"Crawling isn't the right word" you frown, looking up at the sealing

"Oh, I think it it actually..." he's looking at you when you bring your gaze back down. 

"I'm just that pretty huh?" You just have to ask because by the looks of it Kenma was getting lost in your silhouette. It was adorable.

"Uh-huh" he utters, his expression unchangingly flat even as his heart threatened to rumble out of his chest. He wasn't afraid to compliment, you were able to see.