There For You (Kuroo&Kenma x Platonic!Y/n)

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2nd Person Pov

Hot tears streaked down your face as you hung up on your now ex, you weren't surprised– in fact you had been waiting for it to happen. It was only a matter of time I guess, your tears sunk into the sleeve of your hoodie as you strode down the sidewalk to the convenient store. Comfort food sounded really appealing at the moment and you didn't have the energy to resist that. It wasn't long before you entered the store and stalked over to the junk food section, tears still falling. Not that you cared really.

The poor gummy bears you were staring at stared back as you thought over the conversation leading up to your small spiral. It left a sour taste in the back of your mouth as your eyebrows knitted together. Was he always that toxic? He was. But you had been so blinded by love and favors that you hadn't seen that. A new wave of tears were released as you picked out your items and turned to find a drink when you walked right into someone. Face to chest. Startled, you almost stepped back but paused when they spoke up.

"Y/n? What's wrong?" If he hadn't spoken you would have recognized his cologne. You found the familiar scent of one of your best friends: Kuroo Tetsuro, comforting.

"Broke up," you mustered shakily as your bottom lip quivered. Kuroo gently wrapped an arm around your shoulders, the other being occupied by a shopping basket. You reciprocate the gesture and buried your face in his t-shirt.

"Oh N/n," the brown haired teen mumbled, pulling you closer.

"I'm ready to go Kuroo-" Kozume Kenma had walked around the corner of the isle and stopped, you pulled back and said teen turned to see the blond too. "N/n, what-" You cut him off as the two of you connected in a tight hug. Your shoulders shook just slightly. "...N/n?" No words were spoken for a minute as you quietly cried. In that time Kenma settled his head next to yours, touching it with his own lightly while giving Kuroo a questioning glance. He didn't give an answer.

"S-sorry," you mumbled, pulling yourself back and wiped your face dry. You flexed your jaw and forced yourself to open your mouth again when Kenma grasped onto the sleeve of your hoodie. Kuroo hovered close to your right, a hand between your shoulder blades.

"You don't have to say anything right now," Kenma mumbled, you just nodded and didn't offer any more words.

"How about you come over to my house, the three of us can have a movie night?" Kuroo suggested. It is the weekend so there wasn't anything stopping you, so you nodded and pulled out your phone to shoot your parents a text to let them know. With that the two boys steered you to the register where they paid for your stuff along with theirs and then you followed them to Kuroo's house. All the while you zoned out, a hand holding onto at least one of them at any given time.

You chewed on a candybar as they set their bags down in the living room while you stood near the edge of the room. "Hey," Kuroo pulled you out of your thoughts, "your onesie is still here from last time, I can go get it for you?" Truth be told you love your onesies, so with a small smile you nodded. While Kuroo disappeared down the hall you walked over to the couch where Kenma had sat down and turned on the tv to browse.

"Rintarou he..." you tried but stopped, "w-we just-" you stopped again and now the blonde was looking at you with his full attention, a rare occurrence. Your tongue felt heavy as frustration started to seep in. Your ability to speak always decreases whenever you're really upset, like right now. Another bout of hot tears welled up as Kuroo re-entered the room with your pajamas and a couple blankets. Biting the inside of your cheek you went to get changed in the bathroom where your reflection caught your eye.

What a mess. You thought and splashed cool water on your face before actually changing. The onesie has a hood so you lifted it over your head to cover your eyes for a moment and groaned, this wasn't your first break-up but it's definitely one of the more painful ones. Flexing your hands you crept out of the bathroom to find Kuroo and Kenma settled on the couch with the blankets strewn around. Kenma noticed you first and motioned you over with open arms. Kuroo must have told him.

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