Coffee - Kuroken

Chapter 19 - Future

  "I wouldn't want to relive it either." Kenma sighed, and at that, I could tell that we were both reliving it. I mentally face-palmed as I thought about it. The yelling, what was said, and the tears spilled. This was not a light topic.

"It was honestly mostly my fault. I was stupid and obsessed." I frowned, taking a sip of my drink.
"I was such an asshole." Kenma chuckled slightly. "Most of that dawned on me when I was graduating, since I was super into my future like you were." I envisioned Kenma being obsessed with college, and my mind could barely make up a picture.

"That's interesting." I didn't have much to say about that.

"Yeah, I can quote that I called you a 'fucking hypocrite', but I guess I'm the big loser." He joked, and it was definitely something I never thought I would experience.

"I called you a 'little bitch'" I stated.

"That was definitely true." He chuckled.

"I was a hypocrite though. And an asshole. And probably everything else you told anyone that I was." I laughed this time. He looked at his watch quickly, and I noticed the movement. "When do you have to work next?"

"Oh, in 20 minutes. I just worked for 2 hours." He yawned. "Anyways, about the breakup, I think that a lot of what we said was stupid and heat of the moment."

"Yeah I agree. I've honestly blocked most of it out of my mind, but all I really remember is us yelling about never being there for each other, which rubs me the wrong way honestly." I shuddered, the memories slowly appearing in my mind, one-by-one.

"We were literally always there for each other. All the time." He actually face-palmed, "Until I got fed up with your college talk." I cringed.

"I guess. I also just added to it by being petty." This was an interesting discussion, and I felt like I was confessing my whole life to him right now. Kenma looked away, and I tried to bring up some courage before saying what I came here to say.

"I just-" I started, taking a second to think about how to word this best. "I just want to try to be friends again. After all this time." I laid it out to him. "But without pressure to be perfect."

"That sounds like it could work." He looked like he wasn't expecting this. We soon descended into a more normal conversation, and let the past stay in the past.

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An hour later I was at home, too excited to contain. All the weight that has been on my shoulders for weeks was lifted off of them. I had to call Bokuto.

The line rang for a solid minute until he picked up.

"What is it?" he asked.

"Kenma and I are friends again!" I celebrated, and all I heard from Bokuto was uncomfortable silence.

"I mean... are you sure it's a good idea?" He sounded skeptical.

"Yeah, that was six years ago." I knew where he was coming from, but he had no right to be protective now.

"Just be careful." He stated.

"Alright. What are you doing right now?" I changed the subject.

"Hanging out with Akaashi." His voice perked up.

"What are you guys doing?" I was curious.

"Just hanging out." He sounded like he was getting sick of the question.

"Where's Akaashi?" I asked, and he took a few seconds to answer.

"He's in the other room."

"Why?" I raised an eyebrow.

"No reason. Anyway, I need to get back to what I was doing, so I'll talk to you later." He rushed, and hung up as soon as he was done with his quick sentences.

"I wonder..." I thought out loud. Bokuto and Akaashi have always been close since we started college. What if it was more than that, but I never realized?

I turned away the questions forming in my head, and instead put on my running clothes. I went out, and it was pretty cold. I ran my normal route, which usually takes around 30 minutes. I was so into my running that when I got home, I felt like I was only out for 3 minutes. When I stopped, my body felt like jelly, but it also felt amazing.

"So this must be runners high." I panted, feeling excitement instead of pain for once. I smiled, and walked back into my apartment, feeling perfectly happy with everything going on in my life.